~~Elena~~
“Alejandro…” I whispered, my voice breaking as I fought myself, trying to stop. Grandpa already knew about us. He might have freed me from my uncle’s grip, but he could never stand against his own father.
Alejandro’s hand slid around me, and in a swift motion, he turned me to face him. My knees brushed in his sides, and his kiss deepened—hotter, hungrier, more possessive. I pushed against him, desperate to resist, but my body betrayed me. The harder I tried to fight, the more I found myself drowning, lost completely in his touch.
I gasped when I felt his hardness press against my inner thigh. My hands clung to his neck, pulling him closer as I shifted, desperate to feel him against the wet ache beneath my pants.
His hands roamed down my back, searching for the zipper. His lip
