Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Cesar sighs and pulls me close. I’m like a kitten trying to get away from its owner’s tight embrace, but I can’t help being upset that another person is smearing my name in public.
“We could wait and take our revenge next Christmas,” Cesar says with a soft rasp. “Have someone seduce her husband, set fire to the house…”
I take a deep breath as I watch him, my heart beating faster. He’s always in my corner. “You know what? If I’m not dead or in prison by next year, maybe we fucking should. Because there’s just no justice in the world otherwise.”
He rolls on top of me and holds his weight with those freakishly strong arms as I take a sip of the mulled wine. “I will be all the justice you need. The world is cruel, people are petty, but you can count on me. Always.”
I try to put the glass away, and when I can’t reach the nightstand, he notices, of course, and helps me. I arch up to kiss his lips. Maybe I’m being love-bombed, but if so, then I’m doing it in return. I believe every word he says and they’re tastier than the wine.
“I can see a world like that. Just the two of us,” I whisper, shocked at how quickly he’s calmed me down. I didn’t even need to throw a lamp against the wall.
Cesar grins, kisses my lips, then places his palm on my chest before trailing it down my body. “That’s it. I like that I have this effect on you, lamb.”
I love when he calls me that. Like I no longer have the weight of the world on my shoulders, but I can trust someone else will herd me to safety. And there’s no one I want more with me in this fresh-smelling soft bedding than Cesar.
“It’s very easy for you to divert my attention.” I’m so reactive to him. I love him for his personality traits, but wow, his body is something else, and whenever he’s close, it feels as if his pheromones invade my brain until I can think of nothing but him naked.
“Pretty sure you’re in need of a distraction now,” Cesar tells me, lowering the fly of my pants. Despite his touch heading there, I didn’t quite expect that, and I melt into the bed as anticipation comes to the surface like bubbles of air.
I bite my lip, watching him in awe. My beautiful beast rises off the bed, and I gasp when in one strong move he drags me to the edge of the bed by the legs, and then slides off my pants. “Nothing would relax me more.” I’m pretty sure I know what he wants, but I’d go with whatever.
When Cesar kneels on the floor between my spread legs, my dick is already so hard it needs to be released as soon as possible, and I have to stop myself from reaching down to massage the bulge at the front of my underwear. The cotton’s already damp in one spot, and I smile, noticing Cesar sees it too.
“I see a part of you is very stiff. Could do with a relaxing massage,” he says, trailing his fingers along my inner thighs in a touch so featherlight, I can barely believe his hands are there.
When I do nothing to stop him, Cesar removes my underwear, then shuts his eyes and leans forward, cradling my cock in one hand as he flattens his tongue against its underside and licks me from base to tip. Electricity jolts up my body, making me arch up from the mattress, but he doesn’t stop, and just as I’m about to reach the peak of my want, that wet, soft mouth opens up around my sensitive glans.
I let out a moan and give in to the ecstatic sensation. He’s so good to me. And really does take away all my worries. Cesar’s tongue is so attentive, and when I slide my hand into his short hair to pet him, he lets out a happy murmur that resonates all the way up my dick.
“So good, Cesar, so good…”
He doesn’t bother saying anything back, just slides his arms around each of my bare thighs, as if he needs to hold me in place, and swallows me—first halfway then whole. I’m in fucking heaven, and only his magical doppelganger fucking my ass at the same time could have made this better.
My fingers weave through his hair, and while I don’t intend to take the reins, he does react to the gentle touch, changing his pace and the angle at which he holds me in his mouth whenever I as much as twitch.
No one has ever been so attentive to my needs before, but while he’s setting a new standard, I know he’s right when he says I deserve this kind of care. My exes have taken me for granted, but not Cesar. Cesar sees me as this precious creature, and I want to let him.