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FOURTY SEVEN

FOURTY SEVEN

ANDRES

Miguel was right; I was losing my head. I had allowed her crawl and wedge herself inside my skin and now all I could think about was her scent, her taste as I walked away from the one thing I wanted more than anything.

I thought I had been ready for her wiles and even fortified against them but sadly she had crept up on me, feasting her hooks inside my head, taunting me like she must have done all the men she had slept with.

“Mi querido” I heard Ana call out

“Not now” I lashed out, walking past her and into the den.

Even there I still was not far enough from her scent and that fucking taste; it was going to be my undoing. I flipped open my laptop and scrolled to the recent files on the CCTV footage in my room, I wanted to see what she was up to.

She was in my bed, it would seem with the blanket covering her body and her eyes…

Wait a damned minute

She was fucking touching herself

I growled low in my throat, my cock hardening as I zoomed in on her face, wanting to se
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