“I also have pictures to prove.” And I fumble for my phone.
“No, thanks.” She makes a face, but uncrosses her arms. “So, you blackmailed him?”
“Disbanded the party, slapped him twice, then threatened to tell his wife. It was pretty easy. With one slap, I knew he was good on the deal. Probably because I caught a woman fucking him with a strap-on.”
Aleida presses the heels of her hands into her eyes. “Oh, my God!” she cries out then cracks up. “Stop with the graphic description!”
I wait for her to stop laughing, then step closer. She lets me, and I take her hands in mine. “Aleida, you’re right. You shouldn’t have believed me. I love you, but I’m too harsh for you. And I can’t change. I’ve tried, but this is me. And I can’t stand people mistreating the most beautiful person in the world. You’re sweet and good-hearted, and you’re a hard worker. Somehow, you keep a smile on your face even when the world turns dark. And I love that about you, but I want to make sure no one ever tries to dim your light.”
She gazes back at me, and I get ready for goodbye. Instead, Aleida stands on tiptoes and brushes our lips together. She pecks me, then smiles, her cheeks going pink.
“Turns out I like the possessive thing. It’s kind of hot.”
My brows shoot up. “Really?”
“Really. But just because it’s you.” She smiles and I lean to kiss her, but she turns away, humor in her eyes. “Just promise me you won’t kill someone for me.”
“I promise.” And it’s from the bottom of my heart. Killing someone would get the cops after me, and if I’m locked up, I can’t take care of her.
“Good.” And she throws her arms around my neck. “Because I’m in love with you, Keegan, and I love you the way you are, but let’s avoid crossing that line.”
A smile, honest and bright, forces its way into my face. “You sure this is what you want? There are better men for you out there.”
“I don’t want other men. I want you.”
Fuck. She has a way with words.
I close the space between us, kissing her pretty lips. Her tongue comes out to play and the flavor of her explodes on my taste buds. She’s sweet and addictive, and I drink from her lips for what feels like hours. I could never get tired of her taste.
Aleida runs her hands down my shoulders, clings at my shirt. I lick along her lips, dash mad kisses down her jaw, then latch onto the pulse throbbing at her neck. She gasps against me, arching her back, pressing her perfect tits into my chest. My body grows warm. I need her. I need her more than anything.
Gripping her around her hips, I haul her up against me, then stride to her bedroom. I sit on the edge of her bed with her thick thighs straddling me. We throw ourselves into a whirlwind of passion, her hands exploring my chest, my hands fondling her tits. She makes the most beautiful noises when I find her nipples through her thin shirt, and a fire ignites inside my chest.
I fight to get a hold of myself, but it’s impossible. Fucking impossible when I’m with her. She makes me lose my head. She makes me want everything I never thought I deserved. I kiss her harder with every passing second, and she keeps up with me.
I can barely believe she wants me, too.
Aleida rips my shirt off over my head. I do the same with hers, then bury my face between her breasts. She cradles my head, digging her nails into my scalp. The sharp pain makes me buck into her core. She moves back, stroking herself against me. I lick at her skin, then push her bra away to suck on her pebbled nipples. Her head drops back, the most delicious moans escaping her.
“You’re perfection, did you know that?” I murmur against her breast before suckling on it.
Her only response is another long-drawn moan. I unhook the bra and let it fall so I can have complete access to her. Grabbing her hips, I drag her up and down my hard length, teasing the both of us.
“Keegan,” she says in a broken voice. “Like this.”
I look up to see the naughtiest look on her face. Fuck, I need her out of these clothes. She shoots to her feet, and I make quick work of both of our pants, then guide her to straddle me again. She’s in simple cotton panties, and the spot of wetness on them makes me almost blow.
Kissing her again, I suck her lower lip between my teeth. “Are you wet for me?”
Her cheeks flame an even brighter red, but she doesn’t back up. She stares at me with those lust-veiled eyes. “So wet.”
“What do you want me to do?” I tease her, groping at her exposed thighs, letting my thumb stroke up and down the skin next to her panties.
She shudders. “I want you to touch me.”
“I am touching you.”
“There.” And her eyes are pure fire.