Page 19 of Blood Ties
“Are you sure about this?” Able asks, pulling into the parking lot of the hotel. It’s still not much to look at after all these years and I know he can’t see what I do whenever he looks at it. Only one other person in the world and he is waiting for me inside the place where no one exists but us.
“I can’t turn back now.”
He sighs. “I’ll be out here waiting, no matter how long it takes, and you should bring Cesar with you at least.”
I turn around, glancing between Cesar and Able. “Fine, but you will stay in the lobby.”
“If that’s what you want, boss.”
It’s what I need, for it to be only me and Mi conejito again. Able parks the car in the front of the hotel and Cesar follows me inside. Shaking with nerves, I run up the two flights of stairs. I practically fly out the door when I reach the second floor. The numbers are still hanging crooked on the door. I smile, lightly knocking. The door pushes open with the force of my hand fromnot being closed all the way. The flutters in my stomach only increase as I enter the room.
I swallow back a groan at the vision in front of me. He’s lying on the bed in a pink silk robe, pulled open the way it is in the photo I carry around with me everywhere I go. I’ve dreamt of this moment many times. Why go back when you can move ahead? I inch closer, steadying my breathing while hoping he can’t hear my heart pounding hard in my chest.
“It took you long enough.” He spreads his legs wider, sliding his hand down the center of his body. He’s pure fucking perfection, only getting better with age.
“Moments like these shouldn’t be rushed.”
“Pretty sure I’ve kept you waiting long enough. You finally have what you want. Why don’t you come get it?”
“What is it you think I want?”
“Me surrendering.”
“Are you sure? You may want to hide the gun tucked under your pillow better if you truly want me to believe that.”
He laughs, throwing his head back. “You don’t miss a thing, do you?”
“Only you. I’ve only ever missed you.”
“Prove it.” He strokes his cock, running his thumb over the tip.
I strip off my clothes, not caring if I’m signing my own death wish. No threat has ever been so sweet and delicious. Crawling onto the bed, I move between his thighs. I reach behind him for the gun and remove the magazine before racking the receiver back to empty the chamber. I grin while tossing them to the floor. “You won’t need those tonight.” I pin him to the headboard, shoving my tongue in his mouth.
He’s as addictive as I remember. My hands are everywhere, touching and teasing every part of his body. He moans into my mouth and my kisses move down his neck. I don’t stop licking my way down until I reach one of his nipples. I suck it into mymouth, tugging and lapping at the center. “Someone’s been a bad boy. I think it’s time you learn a very important lesson.”
“What lesson would that be?” he asks between pants.
“Not to fuck with your papi’s job. Someone won’t get to come tonight and you’re going to show me how sorry you are. First you will drop to your knees and beg for forgiveness and if I think you deserve it, I’ll let you suck Papi’s cock. You want that, precious?”
He shudders. “So much, Papi. I want to be filled with your cum.”
“You have to earn it first.” I press a kiss to his nose. “On the floor.”
He doesn’t argue and rolls off the bed to drop to his knees. Such a pretty sight. One I’ll remember forever. I log it into the back of my brain like the others. Standing in front of him, I slip my hand through his blond locks. He dyed his hair a lighter shade. If it was colored purple, he’d still be just as beautiful as the first day I met him.
“I didn’t think I’d ever get to touch you like this again.” He leans into my touch, practically purring the more I scratch my nails over his scalp. “Someone has been going way too long without being touched properly.”
“I only want to be touched by you, Papi. No one else will do,” he says with begging eyes.
“I’m still waiting for you to apologize for all the trouble you’ve caused.”
“I’m so sorry, Papi. I only wanted your attention. I didn’t know how else to ask without appearing too desperate.” He bats his lashes, turning my ass into putty in his hands.
“What will you do in the future?”
“I promise to use my words from here on out.”
I lift his chin up with my fingers. “What else?”
