son,” Papi said as he took a few pictures and looked at them. “One more, and smile. Your madre needs to see this big smile on your face.”

“Papi, come on. Don’t send that to Mami. She’s going to jump to conclusions and start to ask me questions every day.”

“I have to. She worries about you. She does. She calls me every week. ‘When will Fitz find love? There has to be something more to this life than business.’” He mocked Fitz’s mother. “I have to send this picture to get her off of my back, son.”

“Okay, so to get her off your back, you going to put her on my back?”

“Yes,” he admitted.

“Okay, Papi, take this.” Fitz grabbed Bianca, leaned her over his arms, and blessed her with a long tongue kiss.

Bianca’s face turned red from the embarrassment, but she secretly loved every moment of it.

“You happy now?” Fitz said.

“Yes, and I’m sure your madre will be, too.”

“So your father and your mother are not together still?” Bianca asked.

“No, they’re not, but they are very close friends. The situation is very complicated. I will share it with you one day.” He didn’t bother giving Bianca the story of how Señor Manuella had adopted him and raised him as his own. In fact, he didn’t talk about it to anybody. But most likely, one day, he’d share it with her.

“Okay, sounds good, but it does seem like they love you so much. Especially your father.”

“Yes, I’m his only child. I did have a brother and a sister. They were twins. Both are no longer with us. We had the same mother, but I had a different father than they did.”

“So sorry to hear that,” she said.

“Yeah, me and my brother were never close. But my sister . . . I loved her with all my heart. She was my baby. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for her,” he said, letting his mind drift to thoughts of Annalise.

“Your father’s not what I thought he’d be.”

“What do you mean?”

“When we were at dinner the other night, you spoke about him as if he was a tough businessman who only wanted you to work.”

“Well, he is, and he is indeed a shrewd businessman who doesn’t fuck around by any means. But now he’s older, and through everything, he has always wanted nothing but the best for me,” Fitz said.

“Well, I adore your father. He’s so kind and cool, and he seems like he likes me.”

“He does.”

They spent the rest of the day just lying on the beach, chatting and enjoying getting to know each other. Every second around Fitz made her fall deeper and harder for him.

Dinner went off without a hitch. It was the best dinner she had ever had, and the company and conversation were even better. A mixture of too much red wine and the sheer thrill of excitement caused Bianca to doze off to sleep.

CHAPTER 28

Waking up in the middle of the night, in Fitz’s, strong, muscular arms, had to be the most amazing feeling. So she thought, anyway. She would’ve liked to get up and jump in the shower, but she didn’t want to move out of her comfort zone.

The second he realized she was up, he asked in a whisper, “Are you okay?”

“Yes, in your arms, it makes everything okay.”

“Is that you or the wine talking?” he asked, running his fingers through her hair.

“All me, baby,” she said. Then she moved in closer to him to inadvertently back her butt on his manhood, and as she did, she felt it was hard as wood. Good God, she thought to herself.

“Why are you teasing me?” he asked, beginning to massage her shoulder.

“No tease here.” She grinded a little bit against him.

“I don’t think you are ready.”

“Maybe it’s you that’s not ready.”

“You know you are going to be mine,” he said in her ear as he began to rub her legs.

A flame of fire began to light under her. There was passion and anxiousness that she couldn’t control. As bad as she wanted to turn the heat down, there was no way that she could. Before he could even touch her again, she was on fire.

Fitz’s touch was like butter, melting her as he ran his fingers over her body and gently licked on her nipples, making his may his way down toward her secret place. When he touched it, it was like Niagara Falls, so wet and juicy.

He gently caressed her clit with his lips as his tongue circulated around it. He kindly pushed her legs toward her stomach and inserted his tongue into her waterfall, before softly going in and out of the coochie with his tongue, prompting her to climb the walls.

“Don’t run,” he quietly said, bringing her back to him. He continued licking her with such pride and passion, every which way, driving her crazy, immediately sending her into an orgasm. The way he used his tongue, it felt so good that it brought tears to her eyes. All she could think about was pleasing him, and she did.

Bianca had never had this kind of passion and arousal before. All she wanted to do was jump on top of him and ride him. The sex was perfect and incredible, and the best thing about it was that she had not taken a pill or a drug, yet this man had her in ecstasy.

They went on for the next hour, until the sheets were wet and they both were worn out, spent. They fell off to sleep in each other’s arms.

CHAPTER 29

The next morning, they were both awakened by his phone vibrating. He rolled over and looked at his phone. He sat up in the bed. “Oh, shit!” he said.

She turned over. “What is it, baby?”

“Nothing to worry your pretty face about. I just need to go take this call in the other room.”

“Okay. Will you pass me my phone too?”

He handed Bianca her phone so she could check her messages. Of course, one

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