“Anything you want to do. We will do it. I will never say no to you,” he vows. After the journey we took to get here, I feel like I’m finally at my happily ever after. The books I would get lost in when I was growing up weren’t as dark or as dangerous as my own fairytale; the princesses never fell in love with the villains, but I did, and I couldn’t be happier.
“Then we should return to Cancun for a week. Take time off from your meetings and take me to paradise,” I tell him, before leaning up on my tiptoes to place a kiss on his cheek.
“I can take you to paradise right here on the desk,” Victor murmurs into my neck, nuzzling against me, making me laugh out loud at the way he tickles my sensitive column.
“You know I didn’t mean sex.”
“Of course, but a man in love can try. Can’t he? The joys of being with a woman you love is getting to have sex with her every day, at least twice a day.” His tone drops to a seductive drawl, and his accent thickens, just the way his cock is now pressing against my core.
“I have to agree with you, Mr. Cordero,” I whisper in his ear, my teeth catching the lobe and biting it hard. “Perhaps it’s time you showed me what a bad girl I am and fuck me on your desk.”
Victor doesn’t waste any time in lifting me up and setting me on the cool, smooth surface. He steps back, admires me for a moment, before he starts unbuttoning his shirt. The material falls open, and I’m met with the smooth, tanned skin of his toned torso.
The dips and peaks of his muscles have my mouth watering for a taste, but I’m not in charge right now, and the way he’s watching me like a hunter, while I sit on his desk as his prey.
He drops his shirt, unbuttons his slacks, and leans back against the windowsill. He crosses his arms in front of his chest, his muscles bulging from the position. He leans his chin on the knuckles of his left hand as dark eyes regard me.
“Spread your legs, get your cunt wet for me,” he orders in a growl. I obey him, slowly opening my thighs, I flash him my pussy, which is bare of any panties. His gaze burns me from the inside out as he watches my fingers dip between my folds. The arousal that’s already slick coats my fingers, and I use it to circle my clit.
A deep rumble vibrates in Victor’s chest, which spurs me to continue. My skirt is bunched up to my hips, and I plant my feet on the desk, opening myself to him. My fingers slide easily through my wetness, and when I push them into my heat, I cry out as pleasure shoots through me. It feels as if I’m being electrocuted.
Victor grins when he reaches behind him, pulling out the blade he keeps in a sheath on his belt. He takes a step toward me, and my heart gallops in my chest like a wild horse. He takes the handle, spins it around so that it’s facing me, and lowers it between my legs.
My chest tightens, sending cold trickles of fear through my veins, and I meet Victor’s gaze with a worried one of my own. “Why?”
“Because you’re mine. I want you to see this and see me. Nobody else. Look into my eyes, juguete,” he speaks softly, the gentle timber of his tone is calming, but the coolness of the weapon against my heated flesh makes me shiver. “Don’t look down, my face is the only one you see.”
He gently pushes it into me. Out, then in. Back and forth. Over my lips, into my cunt, and I lie back, enjoying the danger that courses through my veins. My blood turns hot, and even though fear still holds me hostage, it’s not debilitating. And I breathe through the panic before Victor’s lips take mine in one of the softest, sweetest kisses he’s ever given me.
He continues fucking me with the knife, the handle slick and slippery with my arousal drenching it. His grin is manic, feral, and his eyes are dark and hooded as they look right into my very soul.
“Come for me, juguete,” he orders, and my body obeys the command. I cry out, my nails digging into my palms, and I recall the first day he made me come without so much as a fight from me. I wanted him then, and I hunger for him now.
“Fuck me, please, diablo,” I plead. His hands move swiftly, and he hands me the knife, which I hold onto, my tongue darting out to lick at the slickness, which causes him to go wild. His cock is at my entrance, and he slams into me, without warning, filling me to the hilt. My body is stretched beyond comprehension as his thickness opens me wide.