Page 49 of Born Sinner
The dark can’t mask what has only grown stronger with time. I feel him everywhere: in the air, on my skin, in my soul…
I spin around, and like two magnets, our mouths crash together, drinking the life from each other to soothe the thirst our separation caused. His bare chest rubs against my breasts, the scarred L carved into his flesh fanning the flames of my desire.
L for Lola.
L for lust.
L for love.
“Happy birthday, Lola.” He hums out a dark, satisfied groan as his tongue laps my arousal off his fingers. He lowers his hand, and I shake in anticipation at the sound of his jeans unzipping. “What’s your wish?”
“Freedom,” I whisper, gasping as he pins my back against the wall. “Blood and salvation.”
As I voice my demands, Sam grabs the back of my thighs and lifts me off the ground. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist, crying out as he thrusts inside me, the searing pain easing the ache in my heart.
“Blood I can give you,dulzura. You have to earn the rest for yourself.”
He’s right. It’s a battle fought with patience, not force. I’ll embrace my role as a pawn in this cartel chess game. I’ll move strategically across the board, hiding in plain sight from both deadly kings.
For now, we’re forced to play by their rules.
But one day, I’ll graduate. One day, I’ll return to him, and we’ll break these chains binding him to Colombia and me to Mexico. One day, we’ll cross this thorn-riddled line drawn between our two families.
“For now…” I groan, his possessive thrusts driving me toward the edge of ecstasy.
For now, we’ll meet in darkness.
Fuck in secret.
Love in silence.
Sam pauses, our bodies joined and aching for release. “And then what?”
I smile, soaking in the strained moments of peace before he shatters me once again.
“Checkmate.”
The End…
For Now
