Tempt Me (Tease Me Book 2) (9 page)

Her face fell, and she wrapped her arms around herself. “Everything okay?” she asked shyly.

I realized I was scowling at her. “Yes,
chica
,” I said and let out a breath. “Did you get the roses?”

That brought an instant smile back to her face. “I did. I loved them.”

“Good,” I said and strode through the kitchen. “Come upstairs,” I instructed. Ellie grabbed the book she had been reading and followed me up the stairs. As soon as we were in my room, I grabbed her and threw her onto the bed, set on ripping her clothes off and fucking her hard.

Then I noticed the book in her hand. I picked it up and laughed. “You’re reading fairytales?” The book was worn, with faded pictures and tattered pages.

“It’s a kids’ book,” she started and put her hands over mine. “I thought it would have simple words that I could learn. But I don’t know what it says, and the pictures are a little creepy.”

I opened the book. “
El Principe Oso
,” I said. “Means
The Bear Prince
.”
 

Ellie nodded and pointed to a picture. “He turns into a man at night?”

“Yeah,” I went on. “Basically, he can switch forms, but his wife shares his secret and disobeys him. She is punished and has to fight to get him back, but they get together in the end.”

“Interesting,” she said. “What about this one?”

“
La Reina Mora
,” I said. “Gypsy Queen. A prince wants to find the most beautiful woman to marry, so he sets off looking for her. He picks oranges, and then she springs out of the orange.”

“Seriously?” Ellie asked, hiking up an eyebrow. “A woman comes out of an orange?”

I narrowed my eyes and smiled. “Yes, she does.”

She rolled her eyes. “Then what?”

“She asks for bread, but the prince has none. So he gets another orange, and another woman appears, more beautiful than the last.”

Ellie laughed. “You have weird fairy tales.”

“And you don’t?” I asked, closing the book and advancing on her. I pushed her back, opening her thighs with my hands. “European fairytales are gruesome.”
 
I hooked my leg over her, moving in between her thighs. Ellie untucked my shirt.

“I’d think you’d like that.”

I let out a chuckle. “Not as a child.”

She ran her hands around and started unbuttoning my shirt but suddenly stopped. “You have blood on your shirt,” she said, face going a bit white. “Are you hurt?”

“It’s not mine,” I said.

“Oh,” she said and bit her lip. She closed her eyes in a long blink then finished unbuttoning my shirt. “Is that a good or bad thing?”

“Depends on how you look at it,” I said, flashing a devilish grin. “Good for me, but…”

“Bad for the other guy.”

“Right.”

She moved her hands from my shirt to my face, looking deep into my eyes. My heart sped up, and I wanted to kiss her. Or move away. It was like she was seeing into me, seeing too much. I looked back at her, into her green eyes, and was captivated. I couldn’t move away if I tried. I lowered my head and kissed her softly.

She moaned and widened her legs. I opened her mouth with my tongue, putting more passion into the kiss. I rolled us over, putting her on top of me. Her heart thumped along with mine. She leaned up, quickly unbuttoning my shirt the rest of the way.

“I missed you,” she said coyly and ran her hands over my chest. She took a breath, biting her lip, and looked down at me. Fuck, she was sexy. “Did you miss me?”

“I did,
chica
.” I reached up and pulled her shirt off. “Your tits look fantastic.” She was wearing one of the new bras she had bought yesterday. She just smiled and grabbed my hands, putting them over her breasts. Blood rushed to my cock. She squirmed on top of me then reached down and unzipped my pants.

“I want you,” she said.

Desire wound inside me. She was learning well, telling me she wanted me before I had to ask. “How bad?”

“So, so bad.” She leaned over, tugging on my pants. “You’re all I thought about all day. Even when I was hungover and felt like shit,” she added, making me laugh.

I lifted my hips and let her pull my jeans down. “Take your pants off,” I told her. She smiled and stood, slowly unbuttoning her shorts. She took her time pulling down the zipper then slowly shimmied out of them.

“Christ,” I said when I saw her ass barely covered in a thong. Fuck, I wanted her. The tip of my dick ached. It needed to be inside of her. Her mouth, her pussy, her ass…it didn’t matter where. Even inside the grasp of her hand would be enough.
 
I
needed
her. Now.

I pulled her to me, throwing her on the bed. I dove in between her legs, feeling her soft skin run against mine as I pushed my cock against her. She moaned, tossing her head back in pleasure as I rubbed her clit.

The desperate need to be inside of her consumed me, though it was more than physical. I kissed her, and it hit me. Ellie made me feel. Fucking her felt more than good, obviously. But beyond that, she made me feel alive, made me feel human. She made me feel like there was more to life than this, that dreams might be worth chasing after all, that maybe I had a choice.

Just fuck it.

I moved her thong to the side and pushed myself inside of her. Ellie gasped, not expecting the penetration so soon. She widened her legs and wrapped them around me. I pushed deeper into her, the primal need to fuck her taking over.

“Alejandro,” she gasped as I thrust. “Oh, God!”

I moved my hips back and forth, back and forth, then slowed and kissed her. Ellie’s arms went around me as she kissed me back. I groaned and bit her bottom lip. She arched her back, needing to be fucked just as badly as I needed to fuck her. I moved my lips to her neck and picked up the pace again, sliding my cock in and out of her tight pussy.

Then she put her hands on my waist and pushed me away.

“Get on your back,” she ordered, flashing a fiery smile. I pulled out of her and reached down, rubbing her clit a few times before rolling over. She got off the bed and bent over and slowly rolled her thong down over her ass. As soon as it fell to the floor, she was back in the bed.
 

She reached over me, turning the lamp on the nightstand off. Only the light on the dresser across from us dimly lit the room. Then she opened the drawer and rooted around for something. I heard the familiar sound of metal chain rubbing against the wood.

Fuck yeah.
 

“Put your hands above your head,” she said, her voice smooth and sexy.

“Make me,” I countered. My heart raced and my desire spiked. I’d always been the one doing the tying and the spanking; it was never the other way around. Holy shit, Ellie was hot.

“Do it, or none of this for you,” she said and put her hand between her legs. She ran her tongue over her lips then slowly stuck one finger inside of her cunt. Fuck, I could come right now.

“Well then,” I said and lifted my arms. “I see I have no choice.”
 

She straddled me, hovering above my cock just enough for me to feel the wet warmth of her pussy as she leaned over, tits in my face. I buried my head in them as she wrapped the silver chain around my wrists and tied me to the headboard.
 

CHAPTER ELEVEN

 
ELLIE

MY HEART raced. I was nervous. I pushed the lock into place and leaned back. Alejandro’s hard cock pulsed under my pussy.
 
I was so wet for him. I’d never tied anyone up before. I wasn’t sure what to do or if he would like it. I swallowed my fear and looked down at him.
 

Holy hell, he was sexy. With his tattooed arms over his head, his muscles bulged. He pulled against the chain, testing my knots. When his hands didn’t come free, he smiled. My pussy spasmed, wanting his dick back inside. I felt empty without him in me, and I wanted him now.

I closed my eyes and took a breath. It wouldn’t take much for me to come right now. Hard. He always made me come so fucking hard.
 

“You’ve been a bad, bad boy,” I told him.
 

“I have, haven’t I?” he said and rocked his hips, causing his cock to rub against me. Holy hell, that felt amazing. I leaned forward, putting my hands on his muscular chest. I parted my legs and sank deeper against him. He moved again, and I moaned.

Oh shit, I was wound up. My mound was so swollen. I didn’t want him to stop. I didn’t want to get off of him until
I
got off. The warmth flowed up through me. My cheeks flushed, and my nipples hardened. I tossed my head back and pressed my nails into Alejandro’s skin.

He bent his knees up, and I fell forward. I moaned, pushing myself back up. He continued to move his hips, sliding his cock against my clit. Oh my God. I wanted to tease him, to make him wait and draw it out for him, and yet here we were, with him teasing me even though he was tied up. I needed to be in control, dammit. But that didn’t mean I couldn’t come now, did it?
 

Thank God for multiple orgasms.

I reached down, putting my fingers around my slit, and spread myself open. He pumped his hips faster and faster, rubbing me. Oh yes…I was getting close. I leaned back so he hit me at a different angle. Yes…yes…I was so close…almost there—and then he stopped.

Fuck. My muscles tightened. I was at the point of no return. I had to come now. I grabbed his cock and lifted my hips.

“Make me come. Now,” I ordered. I put his against me. “Now. Oh God, now!”

Alejandro deviously grinned but listened. He thrust against me. I let out a gasp as I came, the orgasm rippling through me. My toes curled, and I fell forward, catching myself before I crashed onto Alejandro.

My hair was in his face. Ears ringing and heart racing, I took a few breaths before moving down, trailing kisses from his neck to his navel and back up. I took his cock, wet and slippery from my juices, in one hand while I continued to tease him with kisses.

I parted his legs and moved to the side. Alejandro’s breathing quickened. I kissed the inside of his thigh. He groaned and wiggled underneath me as if he couldn’t help it. I put my lips against the tip of his dick but didn’t allow him to push inside my mouth.

I sucked hard then moved to the inside of his thigh again. He let out a gasp and bent one leg up. I ran my tongue up his hard shaft. Alejandro pulled against the chains. Knowing that I was driving him crazy was so fucking hot. Getting him close to the edge made me close to the edge—again.

I put my mouth over his dick again, nibbling at the tip before suddenly pushing down, taking him all the way in. Alejandro moaned out loud. Hearing his desire just made this even hotter. I started sucking him off; he moved his hips in rhythm with me.

I knew he was close to coming when he started to speed up his movements. I stopped. He pulled against the chains again. I slowly moved my mouth up then let him go completely so I could move back on. I grasped his cock in one hand and guided it into me.

We both let out a moan. I started rocking, feeling his cock inside me. I reach around and undid my bra, letting the straps fall down my arms. I leaned forward so that my breasts hung free in Alejandro’s face. He opened his mouth, sucking on my nipple.
 

He bent his knees, angling his hips so his cock reached my g-spot. I closed my eyes as the pleasure built up. Oh fuck, I was going to come again. And Alejandro was going to as well. His breathing quickened, and he tugged on the chains. I straightened up and widened my legs as far as they would go. Every nerve in my body tingled. I cupped my breast with my own hand and came, crying out in pleasure. Alejandro came just a second later, both of us in the throes of ecstasy at the same time.

 
It was fucking amazing.
 

I clung onto him, pussy contracting like crazy. His mouth was open, and his breath came out in ragged huffs. I lifted off of him. His cock, dripping wet, slid out of me and rested on his stomach. I rolled over onto my back, one hand in between my breasts, feeling my heart race.
 

Alejandro pushed himself up towards the headboard. He twisted his wrists around and freed his hands. Damn. I thought I had him in there for good. He moved on top of me, still panting. My pussy contracted one last time. I closed my eyes, satisfied.
 

“Ellie,” Alejandro started. I opened my eyes to find him staring down at me, looking at me hard enough to drill a hole in my head. I opened my mouth to ask him what was going on, but he kissed me, silencing my question before it even escaped my lips.

He slid his hands under me, crushing me against him. He rolled onto his side, holding me close. I hooked my leg over his, only half aware of the semen dripping down my thigh and onto the sheets. It didn’t matter.
 

Alejandro’s embrace tightened. He kissed me harder, faster. His heart thumped right along with mine. This was all that matter. Just him and nothing else.

CHAPTER TWLEVE

ELLIE

ALEJANDRO WAS gone before I got up the next morning. There was no note, no new flowers, nor any clue when he’d be home. We had fallen asleep tangled in each other’s arms last night. Something had changed between us. I was afraid that if I thought about it too hard, I would jinx it. That was ridiculous. I didn’t believe in jinxes. I never had before. Maybe it wasn’t a superstitious belief I feared but the reality of it. The passion between Alejandro and I had started so quickly, turning from something desperate and physical to…to this.
 

And I liked this. Whatever it was.

I showered and got dressed, doing my makeup and curling my hair. Then I kept myself entertained by walking around the house. The house was grand, way bigger than anything I’d ever been in before. It was staffed, from maids and butlers to cooks and armed guards. It was one hell of a life, well, if you took the danger and risk out of it.

From what I had learned while eavesdropping on conversations between my father and other Indianapolis Police Department members, the Calaveras didn’t consider themselves a mafia at all. But the family-centered way they had run their cartel business modeled what we had seen with other mafia families. I wondered where Alejandro’s mother was. I thought he had a sister too. I closed my eyes, recalling the family tree that was pinned to a wall above my brother’s desk.