Jacinta decided to keep the ceiling lights off, and I can’t help but think about the only reasonable explanation behind it. Damn, is she actually trying to seduce me?
But a moment later, Jacinta clears her throat, and I realize that I’ve been staring at her dress for the last few seconds. I look up at her face just in time to see her tuck her hair behind her ear. I don’t know if it’s simply a trick of the light, but her cheeks and neck look pink. Jacinta refuses to look me in the eyes, but something in the way she avoids my gaze reminds me of our first meeting. Does she actually get shy so easily?
“Paolo, um, yes, I wanted to talk to you…” It sounds like Jacinta is looking for words, and I can’t help but smirk. I like how my attention
affects her. “I wanted to talk to you about my dad.” Oh?
I blink out of the lewdness of my thoughts and focus on her properly. “What about him?”
“If I help you get closer to him…” Jacinta raises her head and finally looks me in the eyes with the determination I’m already familiar with. “Will you let me go?”
I hum and tilt my head, studying her from a new angle. I’d been more interested in her appearance when I entered, but now, her thoughts seem more valuable. I wouldn’t mind it if she decided to betray Gerardo
Escarra. Isn’t that why I kidnapped Jacinta, after all? To get under the skin of her family and get rid of them once and for all?
“It depends on what you have to offer.” I step further into her room and look around with fake interest all the while walking closer to Jacinta. “Are you actually willing to give him to us?”
I stop right in front of her, looking down. There is a few inches difference between us, and it’s the first time I can see it so clearly. Jacinta is shorter than me, her body is softer, and despite her fiery demeanor, everything about her is so feminine that I feel the primal need to have her.
Jacinta tenses up from my closeness, but she refuses to look away and holds my gaze. “Yes.”
Interesting.
“In that case, we can start with the location of your home.”
“Start?” Jacinta narrows her eyes in suspicion as if she is in the position to dictate the terms. “No, I want to know what you want from me in exchange for freedom.”
“Didn’t you just say you’re ready to betray Gerardo?” I quirk an eyebrow, and Jacinta frowns and looks away, tightening her fists. “His location is the first step, but I’ll need more to find him-names, dates, his favorite places. It’s not easy to get close to him, so of course you’ll have to pay me with more information. Your freedom is priceless, after all.”
I laugh a little, but Jacinta doesn’t find it funny. She keeps staring at the curtain on her right with a serious frown, and I huff. God, she was the one to bring it up-and now she’s hesitating, huh? I told you, she is a tease.
“Do you need time to think about it?”
“No.” She purses her lips in determination and looks at me. “I’m ready.”
“Good.” I nod and turn around, reaching for my phone to get the map. “So what about-”
Suddenly, Jacinta jumps at me, wraps her arm across my chest, presses herself flush to my back, and I feel a touch of something cold on my neck. Damn it. For a moment, I actually tense up and try to move away from it, worried that Jacinta managed to find another shard or a knife.
“Let me go,” Jacinta hisses into my ear, pressing the edge into my skin-and that’s when I finally realize what it is. She’s holding a goddamn dining knife against me.
When it dawns on me, I can’t help but laugh and turn my head toward her. “Are you gonna scare me with that?”
It catches her off guard, and Jacinta doesn’t say anything for a moment before pressing the knife deeper into my skin. “It’s sharp enough to cut you.”
“Well then, let me help you.”
I cover her hand with mine and force Jacinta to slide the knife against my neck. It does leave a faint cut on my skin, but I can barely feel the pain. For me, it’s nothing-but Jacinta lets out a squeak and immediately releases the knife, stepping back and away from me. Just like I thought. She’s too innocent to pose any threat.
“Now, Senorita Jacinta.” I turn to her with a chuckle.
Jacinta is not in the best position now, stuck between her bed and the wall, and it looks like she understands it too. She doesn’t wait for me to make the first move and, as soon as we come face-to-face, Jacinta dashes forward in an attempt to get past me. Of course, it doesn’t work.
I catch her shoulders and push her back until I’m pressing her against the wall with my body. Jacinta looks up at me with wide and scared eyes, hot and heavily breathing, but she still tries to push against me and kick me with her feet.
“Let me go!”
“What did I tell you today?” “No!”
“Do you want me to torture you?” I chuckle when Jacinta shuts her eyes and shakes her head, trying to press herself into the wall. She looks like she’s on the verge of crying, and it makes my hands itch to touch her. “You could’ve just asked, you know.”
With my hands still holding her shoulders, I push my knee up and between her thighs, gathering the folds of her dress as I press right into her sweet spot. Jacinta gasps and opens her eyes, making another attempt at getting out of my hold-but all she does is press herself closer into my knee.
She blinks in surprise while her whole body quivers in response, betraying her desire. It makes me smile and move my knee against her. She can’t fight it for too long-and indeed, a few seconds later, Jacinta bites her lip and looks away, finally giving up on her escape. Who would’ve thought I just needed to touch her once to make her obedient?
“That’s a good girl,” I murmur, and change our position so that my arm is pressed against her shoulders, still holding her against the wall.
It allows my other hand to let go of her shoulder, and I let it slide down her body and replace my knee between her thighs. Her dress is so thin I don’t even have to get my hand underneath it to feel the pulsation of her heat. But my fingers are more precise at rubbing her where she needs it-
and Jacinta responds to my touch with a quivering sigh.
She closes her eyes and licks her lips in a pure image of pleasure, and I doubt she even realizes that the muscles of her thighs relax, allowing my fingers to dig deeper through her dress and panties. Everything about
her is so seductive right now that I can barely keep myself from forcing her to turn around and take me-but I can’t.
She was right, I can’t hurt her-but I can teach her a lesson.
Jacinta’s breath grows heavier under my touches, and she shakes her head and moans under her breath, clearly getting closer to her climax. Her body is so honest I almost want to kiss her and get more out of her. Instead, I rub her once, twice-and take my hand away, stepping back from her.
Ah, what a vision.
Jacinta remains leaning against the wall with her hands exactly where they were holding onto me. She’s flushed pink all over with a wet
spot soaking through her dress. Her body is still quivering, asking for more, but when I don’t touch her again Jacinta finally opens her eyes and looks at me hazily.
“Does that feel good?” I tilt my head, watching her, and Jacinta frowns, seemingly coming back to her senses. “No? Neither does having a goddamn knife against my throat.”
Jacinta blinks and finally pushes herself up against the wall, fixing her dress. She doesn’t say anything, but I can see the bright blush blooming on her cheeks. She’s still frowning though, and I know that her body wants me right now-so I chuckle and walk back to the door.
“Next time, think twice before pissing me off.”
But when I leave the room and close the door behind me, I pause and breathe out, trying to calm down the fire in my veins. Damn it. If she actually gets into my hands again…how am I supposed to resist her?