Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 105089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 525(@200wpm)___ 420(@250wpm)___ 350(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 525(@200wpm)___ 420(@250wpm)___ 350(@300wpm)
Her orgasm hit her hard and fast, and she screamed, crying out. He continued to lick her pussy, moving his tongue down to her entrance.
“Good girl. You were such a good girl to come for me. Let’s clean you all up.”
Alejandro continued to lap at her. Long, slow movements that were driving her insane rather than calming her down.
“Fuck, Kitten. I need you so badly.”
“Please. Please.”
Seemed she wasn’t capable of saying much more. He suddenly stood and reached down to undo his pants. Drawing them and his boxers down, he surged inside her.
She arched back.
Lord. She hadn’t been expecting him to immediately take her.
But it felt sooo good.
He fucked her hard and fast. His hands rested on the desk on either side of her as he moved his mouth down to kiss her.
Dirty. Wicked. Delicious.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, squeezing down on his cock as her breathing grew faster.
“Please. I need . . .” she moaned.
“Come again for me. Touch yourself. Come for me.”
She reached down to play with her clit. She flicked it. So close. Her cry filled the room as she came again. He immediately followed her over, his own shout drowning out hers as he leaned over her, panting heavily.
She ran her fingers through his hair. “I love you, Papi.”
“I love you, Preciosa.” He leaned up, then slid out of her. “But if you ever put Play-Doh on my things again, you’re going to get your butt paddled.”
“Papi, you need a sense of humor.”
He just shook his head, then bent down to kiss her before straightening and tucking himself away. “I’ll go clean up and get a cloth for you.”
“Thanks, Papi.” She sure couldn’t move. He had a bathroom attached to his office and returned quickly with a washcloth.
She lay still as he cleaned her. She loved how he took care of her.
He kissed her stomach, then her mound before lifting her off the desk and righting her clothes.
“What plans do you have for the day?” he asked, settling her on his lap.
She snuggled in. “I’m going to call Maeve.”
“Good. I want to know how she’s doing. I’m not happy that she left Tennessee. At least there, Sampson and the others could keep an eye on her.”
She rolled her eyes at his protectiveness. She loved that he cared about her friends, but she also knew that Maeve needed a bit of freedom right now. After years of being under her stepfather’s thumb, then the local asshole cops assuming that she had something to do with her mom’s death, Maeve deserved to live the life she wanted to live.
“I’m going to go and get you a bottle of water and a snack. You call Maeve.”
“Sir, yes, Sir!”
“Finally getting the respect I deserve.” He lifted her off his lap and smacked her bottom sharply.
She yelped and glared at him.
The pumpernickel was whistling as he left the room, obviously proud of himself.
13
Cat picked up her phone and walked out of the office into the living room. She sat on the sofa and called Maeve.
Her body was still buzzing from the orgasms she’d just had in Alejandro’s office.
So hot.
She’d been meaning to call Maeve for a while. Maeve had been living with their other friends in Nashville but had recently decided to travel around the country.
Alejandro wasn’t that impressed.
Maeve’s smiling face filled the phone screen. “Cat!”
“Maeve! How the hell are you?” Cat yelled back, her smile just as wide.
Maeve laughed. “I’m good. How are you?”
Cat grimaced. “Bored. Papi is being even more overprotective than usual, and I’m not allowed to do anything.”
“Really?” she asked skeptically. “You’re not allowed to do anything?”
“No. I’m lucky if I’m allowed to pee on my own. He’s being a complete tyrant.”
Maeve bit her lip, obviously holding in a grin.
No one believed her. It was so rude. Her best friends should be on her side. But they all seemed to think that Alejandro was just keeping her safe.
“What did you do, Cat?” she asked.
Cat gasped, placing her hand on her chest. “What do you mean, what did I do? I didn’t do anything. I am a perfect angel. Can’t you see my halo?”
She pointed above her head. Sure, it might be a bit tarnished, but it was still there.
She hoped.
“I know you can’t be talking about yourself, Catarina,” Alejandro said as he walked into the room. “Because an angel you are not.”
“Papi!” Cat complained. “Don’t be mean. I am an angel. And it’s really not fair. I just wanted some ice cream.”
“You attempted to sneak away from your guards. Again. I thought you would have learned your lesson after the last time.”
“What happened the last time?” Maeve asked.
“Never mind,” Cat said hastily. “Cat’s naughty. We all get it. Bad Cat.”
Alejandro walked closer and clasped her chin. “Cat is not bad and you know it. Cat just has an overabundance of energía.” He kissed her. Then he placed a bottle of water and a plate with carrot sticks and celery on it, along with ranch dressing to dip them into on the coffee table.