Seducing Texas (So not Prince Charming #2)(36)

“Thank you, Emilio. I won’t think too long.” I’d rather tell him no on the phone, which feels safer than in person.

When Willa wasn’t supposed to be out with Aedan, Manny’s boys threatened her. I know I have to kill Manny, and Juarez has access. I don’t know another way to get close to him unless I ask to meet Manny in person. That’s what I’ll have to do.

Shane and I leave without anything more than a nod from Emilio. I believe him when he says he’s only interested in removing Manny from the picture and trusts me. Juarez’s operation has never seemed out of control like Manny’s, and Juarez seems to be more levelheaded.

As Shane and I drive back to pick up Willa from her date with Lynch, I tell Shane, “Juarez wants me to kill my uncle.” Which I need to do anyway.

He stops his truck. “What the f*ck? That’s way too dangerous.”

“I could just wait for Manny to kidnap Willa or me. If I work with Juarez, we’ll at least have the upper hand. He’s highly motivated because Manny killed his father. But then he’d hold that over my head, and it’s not worth it. I need to come up with a better solution.”

“Great family you have. Dammit, Cyn. I don’t know how to protect you. These people are nuts.”

“I know.” Juarez could get me close to Manny.

“I don’t like it, Cyn. You can’t take that kind of risk.” His large hand palms my cheek, and his kiss is sweet and gentle. From his staggered breaths, he’s frightened and so am I.

I sit as humanly close as I can to Shane to breathe in his masculine scent and feel the safety of his strength. For us to be free, my crazy uncle has to die.

I lean on Shane, but I won’t be able to when I go for Manny. I’m so scared tears roll down my face. “You can choose your friends but not your family,” I say.

One arm draws me closer to him.

I need to de-stress. My hand fumbles with his zipper to extract the famed organ all my sorority sisters have seen and drooled over in the communal shower.

Shane pulls off into the desert. March is the ideal time of year. Otherwise we’d be sweltering.

“I love you, Shane.”

Sliding back the seat, he gives me that cocky grin I love. “I know.” His rough, clever fingers push my skirt up, slip underneath my thong, and along my wet slit.

I whimper. “What? No foreplay?”

His finger strokes my exceedingly sensitive flesh, already wet and hungry for his touch. “You don’t need it anymore. All I have to do is push inside you, and you’ll cry all over me.”

My hand wraps around his oversized cock and massages the head. I lower my head to lick the crown and run my lips down the long length of his shaft.

Shane growls and pushes my head down onto his cock. “You are amazing.”

“You always say that when I have your cock in my mouth,” I garble.

He chuckles in between groans. “Keep working my stick, princess, and I’ll tell you anything you want.”

I punch his taut stomach, and he laughs. My mouth draws in his length until it hits my throat, and I swallow.

Shane lets out a whoosh of air. “That feels so damn good, princess. Slow down. I want to feel that sweet *.”

Obliging, I quickly pull my thong to the side. He easily lifts me up and on top of his hard cock.

I slide onto him and feel the hard length expanding my ready *. “I love the way you feel.”

“I can’t give you up, and if you get hurt, I will kill your f*cking uncle.”

“We aren’t going to think about me getting hurt,” I say sliding up and down on him. “Oh gosh.” The sensation ripples through me. I squeeze my eyes shut to relish the pleasure. It’s him. It’s always been him. He makes me come.

I ride Shane, pumping his cock with my *. His cock hits all the right spots and my * hugs onto the hardness.

He helps lift me, slipping his cock in and out. “Keep going, Cyn.” His hands clamp onto my hair and he tugs on it so that our lips clash and tongues tangle.

I bite on his lower lip, and he growls out his response. “I love you.”

“You’re only saying that because you’re inside me,” I tease.

“You have me by the balls, princess.”

I slip along him, letting the steel-hardened ridge press against the sensitive swollen flesh. A jolt of current shocks my system and lightning rips deep inside me. My * spasms, clamping down on his cock and he jerks inside me. His hot seed spurts and drenches my already soaked *.

Sweat runs down his face, and perspiration clings to my hair.

“I did all the work,” I say. “Why are you sweating?”

His tongue sizzles in my mouth. “Because you’re too damn hot, Cyn.” He pulls out napkins from the truck door’s side pocket to clean us up.

“We’ve made a mess in your truck,” I say.

He grins. “It was worth it.”

I thought sex would unwind me, but now that my * feels better, my mind doesn’t. This could end badly for Willa and me, and I don’t want to give up my life or Shane.

“Why don’t you let me handle killing Manny for you?” Shane asks.

I chew on the inside of my cheek. “You won’t be able to get close to my uncle. It has to be me. Manny has an ego, so he isn’t afraid of a woman. I could set up a fake exchange of the flash drive. I won’t be able to get a gun into his house, so I don’t know how I could kill him.”