Page 7 of Naked Truth

“O,dio!” She explodes on my tongue, drenching me with her juices. I eagerly drink, sucking and lapping until there’s nothing left. Falling forward, she whimpers and releases a ragged breath. “Um…wow.”

“Now you are clean.” I replace the fabric covering what is mine—and after tasting her, her pussy will only be mine from this moment forward—and help her down from the counter. “Is there any other part of you requiring attention?”

She’s staring at my mouth as she’s done so many times tonight. And as before, it drives me wild. I lean in, covering her lips with mine and kissing her with all the passion I have for this woman in my arms.

Once we’ve both made ourselves presentable, we leave the bathroom and return to Dom Hernandez. The gifts have all been presented, and he appears to be searching the room. For Valentina, I’m sure. As soon as he spots me leading her by the hand back to him, he smiles more widely than I’ve ever seen.

“Ah, there you are.” He walks toward us, meeting us halfway, his attention on Valentina. When he presents his arm, he says, “Come, señorita. Allow me to show you around the house. You’ll be fascinated by the portraits of all your familia.”

It’s the same every time a young woman claiming to be the long-lost granddaughter of Dom Hernandez. The man is so desperate to believe she’s still alive, he’ll do anything to keep that hope inside him. And, as with every time before, I will stay at my employer’s side while he escorts her around the grounds. When the DNA results prove the imposter is exactly that, it’s always my job to remove the fraud from the property.

I hope beyond all hope this time will be different.