Page 57 of Cartel Viper


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“Did you find what you need?”

“Yes. There’s plenty here. I made something simple in case we’re pressed for time.”

“We aren’t. Jorge and Joaquin are coming out here. They’ll take the helicopter, so no one can follow them. I trust the menhere, but not like the men in my family. Pablo wants to talk to you.”

I stiffen before I turn in Javi’s arms. “Why?”

“I don’t know.Tíosaid he did. You can call from my phone.”

“What do I say if he asks questions about Drew? What do you want him to know?”

“That’s up to you, Maddy. I won’t dictate what you can say to the men in my family since it’s best if they know as much of the truth as you can tell.”

“And if he asks why I went to you instead of him or Enrique?”

“Tell him the truth.”

“I can’t tell him the entire truth. I won’t say, ‘I’ve never wanted to fuck you, but I can’t wait to jump your cousin’s bones again.’”

I grin, and he pins me against the counter as he kisses my neck down to my collar bone and squeezes my left breast. He trails his lips back up my throat until he gets to my jaw, kissing along it until he nips my earlobe.

Pablo who?

I want nothing more than another round of what we did in the bath. Shower sex, pool sex, ocean sex. The water made it more erotic than anything I’ve ever experienced before. Javi is hands down the sexiest man I’ve ever been with. I’m insatiable.

I have a loose shirt on with buttons that run halfway down. He unfastens them and tugs my bra out of the way. Then he alternates tits as he sucks and licks. I lean back to make it easier, my right hand bracing me as my left clutches his shoulder. I don’t know if I’m hanging on for dear life or making sure he can’t get away. I’m unprepared for him to wrap his hands around my waist and hoist me in the air, suspending me in place.

“Pull your shorts down.”

I unfasten them and hurry to obey, though it tempts part of me to disobey or just move slowly to see how he punishes me.But I know my ass can’t take much more. The bath helped soothe the skin, but it’s definitely sore. I push them down and kick them off. He carefully places me on the counter, knowing I have no cushioning against the hard surface. He presses my knees apart before drawing me to the edge.

He squats as he kisses along my left inner thigh until he gets to my vag. His tongue does magical things as he licks the length of my pussy lips then swirls his tongue over my clit. He presses the tip into me before wrapping his lips around my clit. He sucks while licking back and forth, and I want to squirm. His hands pin me in place. I get what he offers, and he decides what that is. He’s completely in control of pleasuring me. He’ll deny me if he wants, just to intensify my need then the satisfaction when he lets me come.

When his tongue flicks my clit over and over, I use the cabinet behind me to hold me up. I’d melt into a gooey puddle of lust if it wasn’t there. He keeps working me, and I feel the ache in my pussy growing into a burn. I want him so badly it’s almost painful being empty.

“Javi, please. I need you.”

He obliges—partly. He thrusts three fingers into me as I tilt my hips farther forward. It feels amazing, but what I need is his cock. I need to know he’s inside me, but I also need the sensations only a dick can give. Fingers are great, but they’re not enough.

“Javi, I need more. I needyou.”

He doesn’t stop fingering me or sucking my clit, but he looks up at me. He must see my frustration because his brow furrows. His mouth lets go, and he withdraws his fingers, sucking them with a wicked gleam in his eyes. He lifts me off the counter and carries me to the kitchen table. He pushes down his shorts, and I love that he’s going commando. I reach over my head to grab the far edge as his fingers press into my ass, and he thrusts into me.

“Javi!”

“Sí, chiquita.”

“Fuck. You feelsogood. Hard, Daddy.”

He grunts as he plows into me. He loves hearing that word as much as I love saying it. It’s proof I trust him. That I surrender to him and will let him take care of me and protect me. It doesn’t mean I can’t do things for myself. It doesn’t make me a child. It doesn’t make me subservient to him. It makes me free.

“Fuck, Maddy. I’m going to come too fast.”

“I want to make you come.”

I Kegel as hard as I can every time he bottoms out inside me. He leans over me, pressing his chest to mine as our gazes lock. I’m entirely entranced. I’d do anything he told me right now. Not out of fear. Not to keep the peace. The excitement is intoxicating, and I want him to feel it too.

“Keep doing what you’re doing, and I will. Are you close?”