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The captain's angel

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If only Carmen would have guessed that happen that incident with his former master and captain of squad, probably would not have gone in search of much less would have allowed much progress in those so bold moves over it and let alone given the opportunity to see it in a new light .

Because it all started with a kiss ... a caress ... a reality check that stuns both officers ...

Mixed feelings... forbidden and uncontrollable desires...

What will they do to remedy it? Will they be able to emerge victorious from difficulties?

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It would have been the most perfect scenario if the situation had not been so delicate. There he was, his old teacher and squad captain, the always allusive Manuel Reyes, with his head on his crushed pillow, his body relaxed and the best part was that he was completely asleep. And his mask was begging to be removed ... Because if, since Carmen met him, he has used a mask that covers half of his face, nobody knows what his face is like completely and he is famous for it everywhere, among other peculiarities of his person and his fame as an officer. Yes, it would have been a perfect setting, here was Carmen Ramírez, an innocent woman who passed by the apartment of her former teacher to convey a message from her. She had knocked on the door but he hadn't answered, so she allowed herself to enter looking for a full minute at the sleeping man who was obviously out of this world before remembering her purpose there and taking a step closer until she was standing next to him. his bed, he stared at him, his vest was open and the sheets were around his legs dressed in his typical pants, his silver hair was disheveled and he breathed calmly, he was definitely out of this world, floating in the land of dreams very probably. She wanted nothing more than to reach out and slowly peel off that annoying mask and reveal the mystery that enveloped him, his fingers practically itching at the thought of doing so. Usually, his sense of honor got in the way before he could have the courage to do something like that, he knew it was like cheating, and no matter what, he promised he would choke on his saliva rather than do something as deceptive as that. But right now, she was too irritated for her to care if that supposed honor was worth it, especially since she knew that Iker would have won the bet a minute ago if he had been the one in charge of delivering the message. Besides, everything was fair when it came to gambling, right? Fingers anticipating, Carmen raised a hand, drawing closer and closer to her face. She touched the fabric, pausing, hesitating ... and gasped when Manuel's hand suddenly came to life from hers and clutched hers. And in less than a breath from her, he turned and sent her back to the bed with a thud, with him on top of her, her eyes still closed. He muttered something unintelligible and suddenly before she could react, her masked mouth was suddenly on her ear, her cheek, her mouth ... and her hands were everywhere. In her normal state, she would have hit him on the jaw at that moment not caring that he was her former teacher and should be respected even when he was grown up. In her normal state, she would have bitten his lips and mouth until he bled out, then she would have punched him rough to make sure he bled out fast, but she didn't do any of that ... she couldn't. Instead, she stood still unable to comprehend what was happening, unable to move and think things through, she could feel her lips through her mask and they were soft and they were kissing her so deeply, almost hungry. Her body was hard and almost immobilized her in place, she was strong but at that moment she was too shocked to even consider doing anything. Very weak. His own body was becoming soft as he continued with what he was doing, little by little he could feel his insides heating, all because of his mouth and his evil and strong hands, those that slid all over his skin as if belonged there. Her mind was darkening, through her head only one sensation dominated and it was to respond and let that delicious encounter continue. Delicious? Continue? But what the hell is wrong with me? She was under her former master and captain, who was older than her, who was drunk last night was given the faint smell of alcohol on his breath and with that delicious scent on his exposed neck ... and who was pretty sure had mistaken her for another person, which would explain why he was kissing her like there was no tomorrow. So ... why the hell wasn't he protesting? And damn why could she hear herself moan? Trying desperately to hold onto the sanity that was left in her mind, she raised a hand to put it on her shoulder and prevent her from doing what she was doing. It was the right thing to do, right? What they were doing was forbidden. With a fist in her hand, she clutched at her shirt determined to push him but she stopped when she felt the mask drop, she felt her bare lips now, wandering back to his mouth. she lazily, softly, wonderfully. Her breath hitched and her eyes closed, her grip on her shirt loosening. Oh, my Gods! What was happening? She had not noticed This, but he was responding now, moving his mouth, searching, raised his hands touching his shoulder, slowly sliding up to his neck, tracing soft little circles there. She heard a moan, she wasn't sure if it was her or his, did she care? Her hands continued to go up ... - No... Manuel- she murmured in a daze. Abruptly the mouth that harassed her stopped and unraveled, her hard body disappeared taking the heat with him, her bed moved before she could understand what was happening again or even open her eyes. a voice was heard from her. Rude scandalized and almost accusing. - Carmen, what the hell do you think you're doing? XXX Manuel's point of view Manuel let her hands go over the skin that was under him, she was soft like satin and very silky to the touch, she was hot and she got warmer as she let her fingers caress. She let her mouth linger on unfamiliar lips, hungry for the taste. She couldn't taste it much because as usual, her mask was in the way. He wondered if taking her from her would allow him to savor more of her whoever this wonderful woman was, this lucky and sensual person beneath him. Is true? Or am I just hallucinating after that binge last night? She impatiently lowered her mask, letting her mouth fall over the smoothness and taste. The strawberries and the warmth of her, he almost groaned at the intoxicating combination of her, felt a moan come from her, felt her hand slide over her skin, heard a sigh. - No ... Manuel ... He froze and felt her heart drop to her stomach with a thud. He would recognize that voice anywhere. - Carmen, what the hell do you think you're doing?

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