59| Hickeys.

ROSALINDA.

I completely lost track of time. The sex was so damn good that I was trapped in a daze, forgetting everything else.

My purpose in coming here was to convince Antonio to change his mind about murdering Oliver. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine ending up in his bed. He was just too irresistibly tempting. I had been resisting him for a long time, and my control had finally reached its limit.

“Your father, right?” Antonio stalked behind me, planting a soft kiss on my neck before I could even turn around. A new wave of shivers ran through me, making me want him all over again.

“Yes.” I moaned as he cupped my breast in his large palm, gently kneading it.

“I guess you’re in trouble then.” He stated matter-of-factly, his warm breath blowing into my ears.

“Antonio.” I moaned, arching my back in ecstasy.

“I want you, baby. I can never get enough of you.” He rasped, his lips connecting with my neck, nibbling at it, and sending my senses into overdrive.

“I—need— to—go—home.” I t