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I swallow down the lump of anxiety in my throat. “It’s so beautiful. I could get lost in this.”

He runs his fingers up and down my forearm with the slightest contact. It feels like my skin is on fire from his touch, making my hands sweat.

“Me too, Emma. I wish I could stay like this forever, my little thief.”

Suddenly, I am afraid we aren’t talking about the stars anymore. When I can no longer resist, I turn and see Eduardo staring at me. I swallow down saliva that has lodged, forming a lump in my throat.

I see something cross my line of sight. “Look! A shooting star.” I point with excitement at the streak across the sky.My giddiness is coming off in waves. I close my eyes and concentrate.

“What did you wish for Emma?”

Shaking my head out of the dream, I reflect on all my wishes. I would wish for a new bike when I was younger. Then, as I got older, I wished for an ATV to ride with my other cousins instead of riding with someone else.

That day, though, I wished for a boy I had crushed on to kiss me. Now, when I gaze at the stars, I wish for love. I know that my uncle and cousins love me, but it isn’t the same. I miss my sister and my parents, but most of all, I miss being held and protected.

In Brownsville, the city lights obscured the stars, but out here… they are so brilliant and clear in the country. I see a shooting star and make a wish like I did back then. Maybe it’s the little girl in me who used to look out at the colossal sky with hope and make a wish, but I wish on a star that someday I can find the fairy tale love that every little girl wishes for. Instead of Prince Charming, I want to wear the crown with that badass boyfriend who would give his life to protect his queen and would rather die than live without me.

CHAPTER 11

Eduardo

She bobs her head up and down on my cock. Her red lipstick smudges all over her mouth and my dick. Her nickname is Cherry Pop. She always orders a rum and coke with cherries as her signature drink. That, along with the cherry-red lipstick, and you get the picture. The joke isn’t lost on me that this is far from the first time Cherry was a virgin. Her saliva is pooling down her chin. I am almost about to come when she looks up at me with those big green eyes.Fuck. I shut my eyes and stop thrusting, pulling my cock out of her mouth as her teeth scrape the underside of it. I hiss in response. She immediately stands up and puts her hand on my chest.

“Eduardo, what’s wrong, baby? You were about to come. I could feel it. Can I–”

I don’t give her a second to finish her sentence as I turn her around facedown on my desk. I push her skirt and panties down as they remain stationary around her knees, restricting any further leg movement. I push my cock into her pussy without much warning. I mean, if she doesn’t understand what is happening here, then she is dense.

Cherry grips the end of my desk and holds on for the ride. I lift her slightly by placing one arm under her hips. The positionallows me to have a firm grip, keeping her in place. It also allows a better angle for me to fuck her. I fist her ponytail with the other hand and pull, causing her back to arch toward me. Cherry starts to groan, and I slow my thrusts, trying to get back to the feeling I had of almost coming before she looked at me. The familiar green eye color of a girl I’ve wanted to forget about—a girl I was told to forget about. If I did, she would be safe.

“Please, Eduardo, if you care about my daughter, you will forget about her. I don’t want this life for her. You are going to start high school and meet girls your age. She’s too young for you now anyway.”

She looks at me, thinking I will say, sure, okay. I’ll stay away from Emma. My little thief. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Ortiz, but I can’t do that.”

She quickly corrects me. Frowning, she replies, “It’s Mrs. Taylor, Eduardo.” I know this, but she tries to forget where she came from, and I quickly remind her that she is just like me, as much as Mrs. Ortiz-Taylor doesn’t want to admit it—born into the same life. The same rules. The same mafia-style family.

“I figured you would say that.” She looks me up and down disapprovingly and walks away.

When I returned the following summer to be close to Emma, she didn’t return. Her uncle said that her parents broke ties with the family to give the girls what he quoted from her mother “A normal life.” That was the last summer I saw Emma. My dad made me promise to respect the family’s wishes, but the consequences be damned. My heart be damned. It wants what it wants, right?

High school came and went in a blur. I had my share of girls, but nothing in the form of a relationship. If I couldn’t have the one girl I wanted, then I would go through it alone.

When I went to college, I moved to Houston, Texas. I was in a fraternity and made great friends who quickly became my fratbrothers. Many of them I still talk to. I focused on the family businesses and, more importantly, made myself a name in the industry.

I own a few companies. One is a gym/fitness center, and the other is a nightclub—the one where I am supposed to blow my load into a bartender’s red-lipped mouth. Instead, I had to turn her away from facing me because I was having flashbacks. Fucking triggers.

You know that saying you shouldn’t eat where you shit? Well, I should take my advice, or it will come back to bite me in the ass.

I pick up my pace, and Cherry moans like a porn star. “Oh god, baby. Just like that. Harder. Faster.”

I fight the urge not to roll my eyes and give the woman what she wants. Her breath turns into a high-pitched cry as her pussy quivers. My phone rings, and I stare at the name on the screen. Ramiro. Fabulous, what does my brother want now?

I pick up the phone mid-thrust, and the sound of skin slapping skin can be heard throughout the room. “Ram,” I answer the call.

“Hey, dick,” My brother responds. “What the…'' he trails off.

Cherry’s walls tighten around me, gripping my dick like a glove, and I come shortly after. Her breathing is all quick pants and then a moan in satisfaction as she falls on the desk with a grunt. She giggles.

“Baby, you fuck me so good.”

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