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Her half-whimper, half-moan
nearly undid me. Her mouth was slightly ajar as she pushed into me,
met my movements halfway. I felt her inner walls squeeze my cock
and knew she was close. The second I switched breasts, she flew.
She cried out as I milked her, demanding every flutter of pleasure
her body would give. As soon as she started to come down, I pounded
into my own release, announced by a mangled cry.

Chapter 5
    My body was alive, every nerve ending
on fire. I struggled to catch my breath as we both floated back
down to earth from our passionate tangle. Cruz rested his forehead
on his heavily muscled bicep. His arms strained to keep him
floating above me, their quivering visible. Moments later, he
collapsed on the bed beside me. His arms curled around my waist and
pulled me into him immediately. He pressed several kisses along my
shoulder, his lips searing beyond the layer of perspiration coating
my skin. It was a sweet sentiment that sent my heart
aflutter.
    This man was shaking me up, turning me
inside out. I never knew pleasure of this magnitude existed. He
waltzed into my life, and in one night, he released every ounce of
stress I’d endured over the last four years. My hormones soared
into disarray and my heart swooned in delight. He was dangerous.
I’d never felt so sexy, so ostentatious, yet so weak. I was an
utter submissive when it came to him, and that scared me. I
definitely had to get away before he woke up.
    “Sleep now. Think
later, mi amor ,” he
ordered.
    He stood and turned off the light. I
heard him rummaging through a closet. Seconds later I was being
covered with a thin sheet that caressed my skin rather than
sticking to it. Cruz climbed into bed, aligning our bodies beneath
the cover.
    I didn’t know what it was about him. He
unnerved me, pushed every boundary I’d created for myself, yet I
was still able to relax into him. Somehow, I knew he would never
hurt me. I actually felt safe with him. Unadulterated bliss or not,
I couldn’t stay.
    ***
    A soft snore echoed throughout the
space. I was sure the hum of the air conditioner was a soothing
lullaby to most locals who had it. It helped lull me off to sleep
last night, though Cruz caressing the side of my body relaxed me
even more.
    He had one leg hitched over my left
thigh and his left arm was draped across my stomach. There was no
clock in the room, so I couldn’t tell how long I’d been nestled
next to the comfort of his male warmth. A soft light glowed beyond
the bedroom door, but it wasn’t strong enough to offer me any
guidance.
    I held my breath as I disentangled my
leg from his. I waited a few seconds to ensure he didn’t stir
before breathing a soft sigh of relief. With the grace of a snake,
I slithered across the mattress and nearly fell over the edge
before his hand plopped down off of my midriff. My right foot swung
down and landed on the cold floor, steadying me as I again waited
for him to wake. I blew out a silent breath as I slid off the rest
of the way, my ass hitting the hard tile below. I winced, but kept
moving. On my hands and knees I searched for every item of clothing
I’d worn the night before.
    After several minutes, I’d located all
but one shoe and my panties. I was desperate enough to leave
without panties, but I loved my sandals. They were my go-to shoes
during the summer since I could dress them up or down. Unable to
avoid the measure, I carefully laid a pillow atop Cruz’s face,
ensuring he could still breathe, before clicking on the lamp. I
immediately spotted my other sandal near the bedroom door and
turned off the light. My heart was racing. Fear choked me as I
listened for any movement, but thankfully, he didn’t
budge.
    I grabbed my purse off the bed, made a
dash for my shoe and scuttled out of the bedroom. I didn’t stop in
the living room, but headed straight for the front door. I fumbled
over a sofa near the door before reaching my final destination. My
pulse quickened as I opened the front door.