Blue Dahlia (The Dahlia Trilogy of The Gilded Flower Series Book 1) by Vivian Winslow Page B
Authors: Vivian Winslow
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their kiss all-consuming. His hot tongue finds hers and takes the kiss so deep it sends electricity through her body. He always knows what she needs in the moment. Today, she wants all of him. She needs his reassurance.
He cups her face with his hands and gently tugs on her lower lip with his teeth. The desire in his eyes leaves her core throbbing for him. She moans as she feels his generous erection press up against her.
Rodrigo’s hand moves under her skirt, grabbing and kneading her ass before hitching her leg around his waist. Without missing a beat, she leans back against the wall to allow him better access to her snatch.
He smiles seductively, licking his bottom lip as his hand goes exploring, palming her clit. He presses his lips hard against hers, and she relishes in the heady feeling his kisses give her. Her hips begin to move to the rhythm of his fingers, as he glides them in and out of her wet, hot love tunnel.
Dahlia gasps as he begins to move faster. “I want you inside me,” she whispers, her breathing strained by the excitement of the moment. She can’t get enough of him. “Love me now.”
Dahlia playfully bites and licks his neck as she runs her hands through his thick dark hair. “I can’t imagine being anywhere else, baby.”
Rodrigo brusquely lifts her by her ass, and she wraps her legs around him. He moans as he sinks his hard cock into her.
He moves slowly at first, enjoying the tightness of her cunt. Dahlia closes her eyes as he plunges deeper into her core. She likes that he takes it slow with her, his fullness becoming all that she can feel, overwhelming her senses.
She encircles her arms around his neck and pulls his lips to hers, their tongues dancing as he begins to pick up his pace. Dahlia begins to feel her muscles tighten around his cock as he thrusts faster and faster. She digs her nails into his arms, throws her head back and cries, “I’m going to come.”
“That’s right, baby. Come for me,” he murmurs, pushing his hard shaft into her a few more times before stilling and emptying himself into her as her muscles continue to tighten around his swollen cock.
Rodrigo leans into her as they both try to catch their breath. The sound of footsteps stir them from their blissful moment.
“Oh shit,” Rodrigo whispers, pulling up his pants and quickly closing the zipper. Dahlia can barely stifle a giggle at his nervous reaction. “Relax,” she says quietly, adjusting her skirt and stockings, “No one cares.” She plants one last kiss on his tender lips, before lacing her hand in his and guiding him out of the room.
Chapter 4
“Do you have to leave so early?” Dahlia whines, covering her head with her pillow, the mid-winter sun already coming through the floor to ceiling windows in her loft.
Rodrigo pulls back the pillow and kisses her cheek. “It’s eight a.m. That’s only early for you, baby,” he chuckles. “There’s coffee in the pot when you’re ready.”
She rolls over and watches as he continues to dress. “Here, let me do that,” she says as she gets up on her knees and buttons his shirt. Seeing his gloriously chiseled body in the morning is certainly a good reason to get out of bed.
“Don’t look at me with those sexy blue eyes,” he warns, as she runs her tongue over her top lip. There doesn’t seem to be a moment when she doesn’t want him. “I’d love to have you again, but I’m already running late for my flight, and the car is waiting downstairs.”
“Tell Alejandro he can wait,” she says, as she begins to undo his shirt. He grabs her hand and kisses her fingers.
“I wish I could. I’ve already pushed back this trip twice. He’ll have my cojones if I postpone again.”
Dahlia sinks back onto her bed and props her head on her elbow. “What’s so important that he needs you back in Miami?”
“He wouldn’t say. Just that he wants the whole family to meet this afternoon.”
“Did he mention my sister?”
“You know
He cups her face with his hands and gently tugs on her lower lip with his teeth. The desire in his eyes leaves her core throbbing for him. She moans as she feels his generous erection press up against her.
Rodrigo’s hand moves under her skirt, grabbing and kneading her ass before hitching her leg around his waist. Without missing a beat, she leans back against the wall to allow him better access to her snatch.
He smiles seductively, licking his bottom lip as his hand goes exploring, palming her clit. He presses his lips hard against hers, and she relishes in the heady feeling his kisses give her. Her hips begin to move to the rhythm of his fingers, as he glides them in and out of her wet, hot love tunnel.
Dahlia gasps as he begins to move faster. “I want you inside me,” she whispers, her breathing strained by the excitement of the moment. She can’t get enough of him. “Love me now.”
Dahlia playfully bites and licks his neck as she runs her hands through his thick dark hair. “I can’t imagine being anywhere else, baby.”
Rodrigo brusquely lifts her by her ass, and she wraps her legs around him. He moans as he sinks his hard cock into her.
He moves slowly at first, enjoying the tightness of her cunt. Dahlia closes her eyes as he plunges deeper into her core. She likes that he takes it slow with her, his fullness becoming all that she can feel, overwhelming her senses.
She encircles her arms around his neck and pulls his lips to hers, their tongues dancing as he begins to pick up his pace. Dahlia begins to feel her muscles tighten around his cock as he thrusts faster and faster. She digs her nails into his arms, throws her head back and cries, “I’m going to come.”
“That’s right, baby. Come for me,” he murmurs, pushing his hard shaft into her a few more times before stilling and emptying himself into her as her muscles continue to tighten around his swollen cock.
Rodrigo leans into her as they both try to catch their breath. The sound of footsteps stir them from their blissful moment.
“Oh shit,” Rodrigo whispers, pulling up his pants and quickly closing the zipper. Dahlia can barely stifle a giggle at his nervous reaction. “Relax,” she says quietly, adjusting her skirt and stockings, “No one cares.” She plants one last kiss on his tender lips, before lacing her hand in his and guiding him out of the room.
Chapter 4
“Do you have to leave so early?” Dahlia whines, covering her head with her pillow, the mid-winter sun already coming through the floor to ceiling windows in her loft.
Rodrigo pulls back the pillow and kisses her cheek. “It’s eight a.m. That’s only early for you, baby,” he chuckles. “There’s coffee in the pot when you’re ready.”
She rolls over and watches as he continues to dress. “Here, let me do that,” she says as she gets up on her knees and buttons his shirt. Seeing his gloriously chiseled body in the morning is certainly a good reason to get out of bed.
“Don’t look at me with those sexy blue eyes,” he warns, as she runs her tongue over her top lip. There doesn’t seem to be a moment when she doesn’t want him. “I’d love to have you again, but I’m already running late for my flight, and the car is waiting downstairs.”
“Tell Alejandro he can wait,” she says, as she begins to undo his shirt. He grabs her hand and kisses her fingers.
“I wish I could. I’ve already pushed back this trip twice. He’ll have my cojones if I postpone again.”
Dahlia sinks back onto her bed and props her head on her elbow. “What’s so important that he needs you back in Miami?”
“He wouldn’t say. Just that he wants the whole family to meet this afternoon.”
“Did he mention my sister?”
“You know
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