Page 21 of Trapped In Wonderland

“How often?” he asks as the tip of his cock dips into me, testing me.

“Every night.”

The broad head of his cock stretches me wider, sending chills over my heated skin.

“Did you touch yourself thinking about me?” he continues interrogating me.

My reply is an incoherent groan and a frantic nod as he fills me fully. The need that has accumulated in the past two weeks is about to reach a boiling point again, like magma waiting to escape a volcano. When he retreats, my vision darkens with an almost painful ecstasy.

“Come for me,Amante,” he grounds the order as he slams back into me.

Words escape me and I can do nothing more than pant with need. Stretched to the point I’ve never been before, every stroke of his velvety length sends me to oblivion, reaching for something in the dark. My fingernails scrape his back as I brace for the eruption that will ruin me for any other men.

“Fuck, Kate!” Raul grunts as he freezes inside me as I squeeze him tight. He waits until I come down somewhat from my climax before he slams into me again. He shifts to his knees and lifts my legs to rest over his shoulders so he can go deeper, harder, hitting my G-spot like it’s a goal post.

My heart lodges in my throat as another orgasm rolls over me as Raul’s groan of satisfaction fills the room.

13

Kate

Sunshine peeks through theblue curtains covering the window when I open my eyes. God, I had the best dream ever. My body, floating—somewhat used, but completely fulfilled, unlike those other nights when I dreamed about Raul Rojas. Stretching my limbs, I kick off the thin sheet covering my nakedness.

I gasp as the sleep fog dissipates and quickly look around the room and finding no sign of Raul except for the rumple of the sheet next to me. My heart drops. Quickly, I jump off the bed, wrapping the sheet around me and walk to the outer room. The front door is open and I sigh in relief when I see his bare back as he stands leaning against the porch column. The sight of his tattooed back in the bright light of day takes my breath away. As I get close, the raised edges of his scars seem more visible under his tattoos.

Sensing me, Raul turns around and smiles. “Buenos dias.”

“Good morning.”I return the smile and let him engulf me into his embrace. “I thought you left.”

He drops a kiss on my hair. “You think I’d leave without saying goodbye?” he asks, sounding offended.

Shrugging, I honestly answer, “I don’t know what to think.”

“Last night was…” he pauses to find the word. “Increíble, Amante.”

“Itwasincredible.” I smile, reliving the night in my head. “But…?”

Raul puts a finger under my chin and tilts my face, so I meet his eyes. “No buts. Just what’s next.”

“So, what’s next? You go home to Madrid. And I go home to New York.”

“Or I go home with you and sometimes you come home with me,” he easily suggests. “In between, we can converge anywhere else in the world.”

I scoff. “As fuck buddies?”

“Amante, don’t be so crude,” he reprimands me with a frown. “You might not believe what I said last night, but I’m yours, Kate. I’ll worship you at your feet whenever and wherever you’ll have me. But I’m hoping we’ll find a way to have adventures together. Whatever comes next, let the stars write it in the sky.”

A smile tugs at my lips. “I didn’t know you believe in the stars and all.”

“I believe there are moments in life that make you who you are. That night with you in Club Wonderland was one of those moments that unlocked something for me. Then last night, the door completely opened. I’d like to explore this new path with you. If you’re willing.”

I lift an arm to round his shoulder and trace the scars on his back. “Is what caused these scars one of those moments?” I ask gently.

Raul’s muscles tense before he visibly relaxes as I continue my caress.

“Did you know I was captured by the Taliban during my last year of deployment in Afghanistan? That was years before we met.”

“No.”

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