Page 125 of Violent Attraction

“So much more.”

“I’ll give you every single thing you want, bella.” With that, he pulls from my chest, and opens my legs wide so that he can get situated right where I need him to be.

His eyes stay on mine as he gives himself a few good tugs and strokes right before he slides his thick and heavy cock into me.

“Yes.” I moan out, absolutely loving how he feels inside of me.

“Such a beautiful sight.” He growls out before he starts to move.

And move he does. This man is a fucking sex god and knows how to work my body perfectly.

I guess that’s what happens when you’ve had a partner for so long, they come to learn exactly what you like.

He pounds into me, fucks me to the point that sweat is rolling down both our bodies. Over and over again, he hits the right spots.

“Oh. Fuck. Don’t stop. Please.” I beg him. I need him to give me every single thing he has, because I’m at the edge ready to fall.

“Come, bella. Tighten around me. Let me feel this pretty pussy of yours hold my cock like a vice. Fucking cum.”

I pant his name over and over again as he continues to pound into me, my legs about to give out, but finally I’m able to listen to orders and let go of my release.

“Santos! Fuck!” I see fucking stars and black spot and I feel like I’m about to pass out. It was that good.

Santos continues to move and within seconds he is grunting and shaking as he releases inside of me.

“Fucking hell.” he pants out when he throws himself on the bed next to me and I cuddle into his arms.

We should really clean up, but I think both of us are two spent.

A few minutes pass by as we continue to lay there wrapped up in each other’s arms. Eventually though, he does get up to head to the bathroom and comes back with a washcloth to help clean me up.

This man.

We go back to cuddling and just living off the high that we just experienced.

As the TV gets turned on and I’m cuddled up in Santo’s arms, I realize only a few weeks ago, my life could have gone a completely different path. Had Santos and Leo not come up with a plan to put an end to Emilio and done what they did, I would be living in fear.

I would be terrified of what Emilio would do to me and wondering if I would live to see my next birthday.

But because Santos shot him, that life is something that I would never experience. And for that I’m grateful.

I’m grateful for this man, and I’m grateful for the possibilities that he brings with him

Yes, this relationship is far from perfect, and we have a lot to figure out, but I know in my heart and soul that this man is it for me.

Fourteen-year-old me was brilliant for seeing that this boy, this man, meant something more to her than just her brother’s best friend.

He helped save me.

He supports me in my work.

He loves me with all his heart.

And he is giving me the world that I deserve.

“Hey.” I say patting his stomach, getting his attention.

“¿Si?”

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