Page 43 of The No Falling Rule
She gives me a look that says,What the fuck is wrong with you?
“You’re coming on my cock, Mia. I’ll be damned if the first time I’m inside you, you’re going to touch your clit to come.”
She huffs and pouts—so fucking adorable.
“But I’ve never been able to come without touching my clit,” she says.
“That’s because you’ve never been with me, baby.”
I thrust hard against her, making the sofa slide across the floor. Her hand flies back to it.
I hold her tighter, one hand around her waist, the other tangled in a fistful of hair.
“I want the entire resort to hear how hard you come on my cock, Mia. I want you to pant, scream, moan. I don’t fucking care what it is—I just want to hear you,” I say through my teeth.
“Oh, papi, yes. It feels so good. Fuck, your cock is so big. I love how it fills me up.” Her words falter, and I can feel her walls pulsing against my rod.
“Come for me, baby. Tell them whose pussy this is.”
“Yours, Diego.Tuya.”
Her head drops, body going still as a tremor runs through her. I drive into her once, then two more times before I fall off the proverbial cliff right after her. The thought of coming bare inside her makes me roar in ecstasy.
What the fuck?
I let my body rest against her, careful not to crush her.
“Wow, you’ve truly fucked me,” she says, looking back at me, her eyes are bright with bliss.
I chuckle, then press my lips to hers. Everything with her feels so effortless; I don’t need to show my money off for her to look at me with those adoring eyes.
I pull out slowly, and her little whimper makes me pause—but when I see her pout, I realize she’s not hurt. She just wants more.
“Ready for round two?” I ask, tying the condom and tossing it in the trash.
“Yes, sir,” she says with a saucy smile.
I walk back to her and scoop her up, carrying her to my room. “Give me five, and I promise I’ll make you see stars again.”
True to my word, I give her two more orgasms. Later, under the warm spray of the shower, she goes down on me, milking my cock and swallowing every drop of my cum.
As we lie in bed, I hold her in my arms, thinking about how lucky I am to have met this extraordinary woman—and how the universe somehow found a way for me to keep her by my side while still working with my family.
Her breathing is steady, most likely she’s already asleep, but I still murmur against her skin, “Feliz Navidad, Bonita. I’ll make sure all your dreams come true.”
I wake up with a hard-on, and my first thought is to sink inside Mia for some relief. But when I reach for her, the bed is cold.
“Mia?” I call out, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
Nothing.
I get up, pull on a fresh pair of boxers, and head to the living area. The first thing I notice is her dress—it’s gone.
After checking every corner of my suite, the truth settles in.
She left.
Chapter 14
