Free Accidentally Hooked (The Naked Truth Series Book 1) by Carmen Falcone Page A

stroked her clit, and she bit his lip. Hard. The pain shot through him, upping his body temperature one notch higher.
    In retaliation, he added one more finger and intensified the rhythm. Low moans flew from her lips, and when he felt her inner muscles clenching around him, he flipped her around so she faced the monitors. “Bend over a bit, love.”
    She followed suit, her hips undulating as he grabbed his condom from the wallet, and faster than he thought possible, pulled down his pants and boxers. He fumbled for the condom, with the sense of urgency of a sex deprived teenage boy. What was happening to him?
    Too late to wonder. He pulled up her dress, and groaned. She moved her hips again, as if offering them to him, and looked over her shoulder, tossing him a sexy glance. “What’s taking you so long?”
    He smacked her round buttocks. “Your gorgeous ass distracted me.” He winked at her, and something warm and dangerous moved through him. Weird. This was just sex. Just, just sex.
    She smiled a little. “Remember the rule.”
    No back smashing. Just because he couldn’t do it, didn’t mean he couldn’t fantasize, did it? Nudging her legs apart, he thrust into her. She threw her head back, and he could tell from the sounds she smothered, she was on the brink of an orgasm. She pushed her hips against him, and he let his hands caress her buttocks before smacking her again, this time a tad harder than before.
    “Yes. Yes,” she hissed.
    He put his hands on both of her sides, and started to drive himself inside her deeper, setting a rhythm that was driving them both over the edge. Then, withdraw almost his entire cock, and impaled her one last time. All the way to the hilt.
    ***
    The standing lamp in the living room was off. Kika removed her shoes, and carrying one in each hand, she tip toed into the bathroom, where she planned to wash her face, brush her teeth, and go to sleep. Maybe Luna was in bed. She could just slip onto the bottom part of the bunk bed and dodge her sister’s questions. Phew.
    “Where have you been?” Luna asked behind her as she flicked on the unflattering bright light in the bathroom. Kika turned to her sister. Luna’s face was still swollen and the spot around her eye, dark. Outrage consumed Kika every time she saw the wound, but talking about it again wouldn’t take them anywhere. Especially when she was already doing something to change things.
    “Out.” Kika bit her lower lip to keep from saying more.
    “Out? Besides a quick call to say everything would be okay, you kept me in the dark. I called you, but all you did was text. I was worried.” The delicate planes of Luna’s face tightened, and for a moment Kika realized what it was to step in her sister’s shoes. At least for a while. She had taken the role of concerned older sister in the past, although according to their mother, technically she’d only come out two minutes earlier.
    “I’m sorry.” She tried a smile. “I told you, I talked to Omar and we’ll get him the money. We’ll get you out of here and safe.” New York City was in her plans, but was it a good idea to dive into her professional goals and leave her sister out in the big city to her own devices? She had to come up with a plan, one that would benefit both of them. This time, I’m not screwing things up. Fate was showing her a way, giving her a chance to care for her sister and erase some of the pain from her past. She wasn’t about to let that slide through her fingers.
    “How are you going to pay him?” Luna followed her into the narrow hallway and their shared bedroom.
    “I ran into someone… This guy. He’ll give me the money in a few days’ time.”
    “Someone? What do you mean?” Her forehead creased. “You don’t know anyone in Vegas but me.”
    Kika plopped on the bunk bed, with a sigh that translated all her frustration. Lying to her sister wasn’t her plan, but her throat thickened before she worked up the courage to tell her what