Page 46 of The No Falling Rule
“Yes, baby,” I say, taking her hand and guiding her toward the private hangar. “We’re going to Chile. I need to close this deal—and then I need to ring in the new year with you.”
Her fingers tighten around mine as we approach security. “I’m looking forward to this new, exciting life with you Diego.”
“Me too, bonita,” I whisper, squeezing her hand. “Me too.”
And right there, in the middle of a crowded airport, I know it with absolute certainty—breaking the no-falling rule was the best decision I’ve ever made.
Because a lifetime of chasing sunsets with Mia Martínez is worth more than all the money in the world.
Epilogue
Mia
“I can’t believe this huge plane is just for the two of us,” I say, excitement bubbling out of me as I fasten my seatbelt beside Diego.
Once I decided to take him up on his offer, I called Carly to share the news. Then I emailed the foreman at the farm to ask for a few extra days off. I wasn’t sure what would’ve happened if he had said no, but I’m glad he wrote back almost immediately with a bigyes.
Now here I am, somewhere between terrified and thrilled, about to fly across the continent with the manwho’s turned my world upside down. I’m excited to spend more time with Diego, to learn the little things about him, and to hold on to this warmth that blooms in my chest whenever he’s near me.
I don’t know exactly what the next few days—or the rest of my life—will look like, but the thought of finding out with Diego feels right.
“I haven’t given you a proper tour, babe,” he says, grinning wickedly and boyish all at once. “We’ve got six hours to explore and do whatever we want.”
He leans in close, nibbling my ear. A shot of electricity runs through me, making me wet and ready for him.
I love Diego’s dirty mouth, and I can’t wait to hear all the filthy and delicious things he wants to do to me when I join the Mile High Club.
“Oh yeah?” I tease, trying to keep my voice even as my pulse speeds up. “What exactly do you have in mind?”
“Well, I’m going to start off by stripping you of your clothes—very slowly,” he says, kissing me thoroughly, leaving me breathless. “Then I’m going to feast on those sweet tits that make me hard just thinking about my cock between them.”
The way I immediately pictured him on top of me with his dick between my breasts as I squeeze them—fuck, my core throbs with anticipation.
“Then, I’m going to eat that pretty pussy of yours, and I’m going to make you come on my tongue. Then on my fingers.”
He cups my pussy through my clothes, and my head falls back. My body relaxes on the seat as Diego unfastens my seatbelt. My eyes open wide, searching for the seatbelt signal, but then I remember this is a private plane. I’m sure we’ll be fine.
“Once your throat is sore from screaming my name, I’m going to put you on all fours and ride you from the back. I’m going to bury myself so deep inside you and come so hard, my cum will be dripping out of the condom when I pull out.”
“Fuck, Diego. Less talk, more action, papi,” I say, panting. “My core is aching for you.”
Diego hisses and gets up in one swift move. He extends his hands as he stands in front of me, and I take them without hesitation.
I might not know what the future holds, but I know that as long as I’m with this man, I’ll be happy and in love.
Diego
“Are you ready for more, babe?” I ask Mia, feeling her breathing start to calm down. I’ve done everything I described earlier, but I’m still hungry for more—I’m insatiable when it comes to her.
“What? Are you getting hard again?” she asks with a chuckle.
“What can I say? You’ve got my dick working double shifts.”
She laughs, but it dies down as soon as my tongue spreads her lips.
“I’m so sensitive, but it feels so good. You take such good care of my pussy,” Mia pants.
I pick up speed, riled up by her words. When I flick her clit and push two fingers into her channel, she immediately tightens.
