Jesse wrapped his arms around Blade's neck during the kiss, pulling him toward him. He had pressed her brutally against the wall, molding it to his body. His hands slid unabashedly around her curves until they landed on the girl's buttocks, squeezing tightly and willingly and all the while. His lips were still glued to each other in an overwhelming, insatiable rhythm. Blade bit the lower part of Jesse's mouth making her moan that made him smile in the kiss.

-You drive me crazy, investigator, - he confessed, almost voiceless, and started kissing her desperately.

-In what sense? - Jesse made a charm, moving his mouth away from hers. Blade frowned, not liking to lose touch.

-all senses - he replied quickly, pretended to continue from where they had stopped.

-You are not easy either, Mr. Maldonado. -Blade stared at her seriously, and immediately Jesse braced himself for the worst.

- I never said it was. - His tone was defensive.

-Well, as they say, the harder, the better the hotter. -Jesse disarmed him he was learning how to tame the beast.

-Is it yummy? - He asked maliciously, caressing her breasts lightly, rubbing his thumbs on her nipples that began to dazzle beneath the thin fabric of her dress. Jesse felt a surge of heat and pleasure coming at her body.

- Perverted! - Jesse sighed, fully delivered.

 -You have not seen anything, but you will have the opportunity to see! - Or rather, feel strong and deep. The last word practically whispered with his lips close to her, seducing her.

-Why do not you show me now? - Her response, though half unsure, surprised him greatly, especially as Jesse reached for the belt of his pants with the intention of opening it.

-We need to stop before I do anything foolish.

Even though he wanted to, Blade knew that to possess it would be crazy. Someone could catch them red-handed. The first person to come to her mind was her mother, who, probably, when she missed her daughter, would come looking for her. She did not want trouble with her mother-in-law.

- Anything foolish - Jesse's uncertainty doubled, now she did not want to. She looked away, annoyed.

-Look at me, - he ordered, but she did not obey. Then Blade turned her face into his eyes. I'm not a teenager, Jesse. For me you are like one of those old bottles of wine from this cellar, too valuable and that I want to taste calm, preferably in my bed. Since you made me come to this cold place, the least you should do is keep me warm. He kissed Jesse's face then hugged her. -All night and during the day, too, - he finally concluded, feeling her heart pound against his chest.

- I love you, Blade! -She declared herself, but there was no response from him.

She felt his breath soften and her arms tighten around her. Jesse was not sad because he did not expect him to respond. He knew their limitations and respected them. He knew he might never hear "I love you," but it did not matter to her to talk. Better to feel than to talk!

-Get some clothes to wear tomorrow and leave a note for your mother on the bed, telling her not to worry, because she'll be with me.

Jesse did not understand his confidence in telling his mother that he would spend the night and the next day with a man she had just met, it was almost the same as saying that her daughter had been kidnapped by a mad rapist of defenseless girls. Jesse did not know anything, he was a innocent Blade had already won his mother-in-law as soon as Maria Joaquim had laid eyes on him in the hospital, holding her hand a while ago.

Even without understanding, she did as he was told, obeyed, and put some pieces of clothing and some toiletries in his backpack. The idea that he would wake up next to him in the morning was wonderful, perfect. She made her way to the room without anyone noticing and smiled when she found Blade waiting for her, impatient, leaning against a brand-new white car. It looked like movie stuff, expensive and fast. He had gotten off his coat and tie, only wearing a long-sleeved white shirt as if he did not feel the freezing cold of Canada. In fact, he was a hot man. Even more with his hands in his pocket, her legs crossed in front of each other and a sexy expression on his face, a true god of Olympus.

-You're late, - he muttered, opening the door on the side of the hitchhiker. Blade was thick, but he knew how to be gentle when he wanted to.

-Relax we have all night and day, too. -Jesse kissed his face before getting into the car.

-It's nothing for me, - said the sour-faced bandit.

- Where are we going? - Asked Jesse trying to slip on her belt, but without success, Blade helped brutally. If she did not know him, she would have been hurt.

- Does not matter! - He cut the subject off, dashing off toward downtown Toronto.

-Thanks for the dress and the other presents, I loved it! - She smiled shyly at him.

She wanted to say that even though she enjoyed it so much I would not accept it, especially the jewelry. But she thought it ewas best to leave it to say another time, so as not to make him nervous and spoil everything as after their first time in hiding. Blade did not answer, stretched out his arm to the back of the Ferrari GTC4Lusso and picked up a small black box with a bow over it.

- Those gifts I bought for you, this one is for me! - He placed the small box in Jesse's palm, which he held carefully. Her cheeks flushed as he opened it, dead with embarrassment. It was an erotic costume of Little Red Riding Hood, a hooded red-blooded hood, and the tiny thong in the same color. The fabric was so thin it was transparent on the left side of the hip was a small tie.

The five-star Hotel that Blade was staying in was the largest and most luxurious hotel in town. They did not exchange a word during the drive to the elevator, where they waited for the next to climb to the roof. They were in total silence. Jesse was holding his nervous backpack, especially since she knew his eyes burned over her. She was surprised when she felt the fingers of the bandit's right-hand slide between hers and did not let go.

- Are you alright? - Blade asked in a worried tone staring at her, who was shaking even in a thick beige coat over the dress she'd taken when she'd gone in the bedroom before leaving the uncles' mansion.

-Just a little cold. - He shrank back, pretending to pay attention to the screen on the wall that showed where the elevator was, twenty-four stories above. He knew Jesse was lying, the tremor had another reason: anxiety.

-It will pass when your body is undermined, with my hands sliding in every inch of it, - Maldonado said naturally in a tone of tranquility.

He was completely irresistible, in every way. Jesse just swallowed, making the face of the landscape as if he had not heard the comment.

Suddenly four boys in their mid-twenties entered the elevator. They seemed to be coming back from some ballad the smell of alcohol took over the big steel box. Blade, noticing the way individuals looked at Jesse from top to bottom admiring their delicate curves well-shaped by the dress he'd personally bought and picked, pulled the girl closer to him immediately, so they knew she had already and that this lucky guy was him. And then he shot them, making them go out in fear on the next floor, practically flying.

-What is wrong with you, Blade? - Jesse asked confusedly, not understanding why he was more closed-faced than usual. After all, she had done nothing wrong, at least not at that moment.

- I am jealousy! - He replied only between his teeth. From his expression, he thought it best to leave the subject quiet, but the vain smile was there, present on Jesse's face.

-Have you rented an entire penthouse just to stay here for a few days? - Jesse asked as they came to the door.

- For us. - Blade pulled a card out of his pocket and unlocked the door. She put her hand to her mouth, delighted with what she saw.

The apartment was all decorated with flowers of all colors. On the floor was a carpet of rose petals that made a way to the main suite, the bed with white silk sheets. On the bedside table, a bottle of champagne inside a container with ice and two glass bowls. The ceiling was all mirrored they could see each other while they made love. The windows were panoramic and overlooked the city of Toronto against a backdrop of thick snow-capped mountains. A light was faint and warm, as was the climate of the place, pleasantly warm and welcoming. Luxury was everywhere, from the modern furniture to every little detail of the decor. He had thought of everything to please her.

- Do you like it? I'm not very good at it.

What if he was? She thought, running her eyes through the cover. For the first time Blade was unsure that she would not like the surprise he had prepared with his own hands before going to Jesse's family's house looking for her.

- I loved it, thank you! I thought wolves did not send flowers or be romantic. - She kissed his lips, smiling, excited.

-You're my exception, remember?

- And that makes me very happy. -He smiled in a charming way.

-It takes so little to make you happy! - He touched her shoulder with his fingertips in slight movements.

-I would not call it a little, Mr. Maldonado. - She brought her index finger in the middle of Blade's muscular chest on the expensive fabric of the imported suit.

- The bathroom is on the second door on the left, you can use it to change. Blade had a mischievous, calculating smile on his lips.

-All right, - Jesse said sheepishly, looking at the direction he spoke.

-Do not be late! - he ordered, squeezing her butt.

Thirty minutes later, Jesse came back wearing only the tiny thong and the red cape. Her hair had come lose her curls were more rebellious than ever. The delicacy of an angel dressed with the daring of a demon. Her eyes lit up with desire as she saw Blade in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window with her pants unbuttoned and the zipper open, exposing the part far below her abdomen. He had his eyes closed, feeling the cold wind touching his face. His expression was one of peace.

As soon as he felt her presence, Blade opened them, turning his face to the side to admire her better. He filled the perfectly tattooed chest with air and exhaled slowly. He began a minute sweep of his small bare feet on the rose petals and climbed slowly until he met the dark, timid brown eyes. Instead of jumping over her like any other man would in his place, Blade walked quietly to the champagne bottle and poured himself a glass. She thought the bandit would finally touch her, but he did not. He passed her holding his drink and sat in an armchair in the corner, which gave a wide and privileged view of the entire room. he crossed her legs and took a sip, without losing eye contact with the investigator.

-Dance for me, I want you to touch your body thinking of me as you did in Tijuana. A thick, sexy voice echoed through the room. - He was obviously very excited. The same song that played in the bar that day began to play, -Lambada - Forbidden Dance. - Jesse remained paralyzed, too embarrassed to attend to his request.

-Can´t we skip this part? - Jesse asked ungraciously.

- Now! - He pulled a gun from his waist, unlocking it and placing it in his lap in the form of a threat.

Jesse knew what he was doing, wanted to punish her because of the striptease he had made for Matteo Castelli's henchman. And she was right, Blade could let his cuddle with the bartender and ski with his cousin Tony pass, but he would never let it go blank. The little episode with the enemy's henchman it was thorough and vindictive. That was a lot of ingratitude on his part it was not fair to be punished for risking her life to help him. And the fool here thinking that she was being romantic with me it was just a scenario to punish me but if he wanted to fight, he would have to bear the consequences.

- As you wish! - she took off the cape, surprising him as usual.

Blade drooled looking at her with only red floss it was a perfect match with the black color of her skin. The way he looked at her, he knew he was lost in her hands. Jesse closed his eyes feeling the rhythm of the song, letting himself be carried by it. Starting with a very sexy movement on the hip as he slid his hands down the side of the body in the corners unsatisfied, she turned her back and kept rolling, clutching the curls at the top of her head, then releasing them like a waterfall.

- Oh my God! - Blade was beside herself, she had bowed as if bowing to some kind, pricking her butt. And up she slipped her hands up her legs, some kind of erotic and provocative dance invented by Jesse. What excited him most was the delicate way he performed the gestures, he looked like a dancer so light and charming. To make matters worse for the bandit, the young woman began to sing with the sweet voice along with the music.

The memory will be forever wherever I go,

Crying will be remembering a love

That one day I did not know how to take care

Song, laughter and pain, love melody

A moment that stays in the air

 

It was not enough to look like an angel, he had to sing like one, thought Blade hypnotized like a sailor delivered to the corner of a mermaid. Turning to face him again, with one hand, Jesse tightened one breast and the other tucked into her panties, in fact, imagining being touched by him. Blade rummaged in the chair trying to work out the volume that had formed inside his pants, but it was becoming too big to keep hidden.

-Now that's enough, damn it, - Blade practically shouted nervously.

He was annoyed to see that she was doing very well in the act of giving herself pleasure, which was his. But Jesse did not stop. She seemed to be in some kind of trance state. When the song finally ended, the investigator opened her eyes and found the thug in front of her with a frightening expression.

-It's time for the Bad Wolf to attack! - Blade pushed her onto the bed, ripping off her panties, pulling off her pants, then her white underwear giving her a beautiful view of his incredibly erect limb pointing up at the ceiling. He crawled over Jesse completely covering his frail body with his a cloak that every woman dreamed of having in her life.

-Why those big eyes, Bad Wolf? - She teased, noticing the greedy way she looked at her as she touched his thigh with her fingertips.

-To see you better Little Cap! - He replied, looking deep into his eyes. There were fire and desire within them.

- And that big mouth? - Jesse asked, unaware of the danger he was running through with that joke. He said nothing. The only thing the young woman heard was the noise of the handcuffs being locked around her wrists.

- To eat you better!

When she found herself, Blade had her face in the middle of her legs after descending kissing her body. Jesse shivered, not wanting to think what was going on in the head of the last dangerous and fearless Maldonado.

-Blade, please, I never imagined being touched... - She trailed off, embarrassed.

- Everything always has a first time! - He kissed her thighs. Blade did not stop looking for a moment at her face, aware of any sign of discomfort.

- Angel spread your legs!

Jesse's eyes grew apprehensive and suspicious. But he did as he was told, if he had his hands untied, he would have covered his dead face with shame. Blade knew that, so he arrested them, wanted her to see him giving him pleasure.

- Do not worry, you'll like it! -Blade smirked and started to stroke her fingers. Jesse groaned only with that simple contact.

- I'm sure yes! - Jesse said tightly.

Blade could hear her breathing quickening as she approached her intimacy. The bandit bowed his head in wonder. And she liked what she saw, the anxiety in her eyes to be touched by him. First, he kissed the inside of her thigh, depositing a slight bite in the same place, teasing her before commencing torture with her mouth. She arched her body as she felt his tongue sliding across the length of her entrance, hot and humid. It was moaning and moaning, loud and exciting. Maldonado began to suck her faster and faster until she struggled and tried to close her legs. It was then that the young woman reached her peak, letting out a moan so loud that it sounded like a cry for help. And he enjoyed it, feeling his body relax in his hands. Blade continued to suck her, slowly, enjoying her taste. He released the handcuffs as he kissed her.

-That was incredible. - Blade looked at those beautiful, dark, expressive eyes containing a convinced smile, happy to be responsible for giving her angel so much pleasure.

- And it will get better and better, we have the whole night ahead!

Blade reached for a condom, but she had forgotten to buy it. The latter had used Jesse's first time and since he no longer lived a filthy life, he forgot to buy more. Without thinking much, he threw everything up, acting like an inexperienced and passionate teenager.

- Oh! That's a lot better I'll try to remember how you're always right. - Her voice came out lustily, laden with lust.

This time Blade was not as gentle as the first time, caught her hair between his fingers penetrating deeper and deeper. The impression was that he was going to break it in half at any moment, and he was holding himself tight enough not to love her as he wished. They stayed in this erotic dance for a long time, until both bodies were sweaty and full.

- You are mine! - Blade howled like a horse in heat, enjoying herself as she had never done before with any of the other sexy, confident, mature women with whom she'd had sex. They repeated the twelve a few more times until they had completely lost their strength. For the rest of the night, the angel fell asleep in the demon's arms, entwined, flesh and flesh between sleepy kisses and spontaneous caresses of complicity.

-Are you awake, little one? - Blade whispered into Jesse's ear, nestling lazily into his arms.

 The day had just cleared and he could not wait for another second to hear her voice. Staying with her was becoming an addiction, a dangerous obsession.

- Good morning, my love! - Jesse replied yawning, still sleepy, with his eyes closed.

Blade's eyes widened, he did not expect it. Actually, Jesse Carter was a little box of surprises, which he gradually unraveled. He always thought he was made to be odd and unparalleled, not to be truly loved by a woman other than his mother.

- What did you say? I do not think I heard that right. -It was rare when Blade showed some kind of feeling and that was one of them.

- I said "Good morning"! -Jesse's eyes were still closed, still sleepy.

-Not that part, the other, - he said quietly, timidly.

- What part, love?

The word "love" was so natural out of Jesse's mouth that I could always hear her say it. He leaned down to kiss her in the crook of her neck, they were hugging each other in the shell and spoke very close to her, too close.

-I have not heard you yet, - she lied, cynically.

- Liar! -he teased, opening her eyes.

- Thank you! "This time," - Blade said in a serious, firm tone, squeezing her waist tightly.

- What for? -She wrapped her fingers around his for safety.

-For loving me, I do not deserve to be loved. - Blade's voice shuddered and the muscles in his body tensed.

Jesse worriedly turned her face to look at him, finding two blue eyes glittering and sad.

- I love you, Blade Maldonado! -She said rather emphatically in "I love you."

He said nothing, touching her lips with his. He opened his legs with his knee, did not have to be too smart to know what he intended. He positioned himself better and held her firmly on her hips and squeezed her breasts. Nothing better than sealing that lovemaking moment on a beautiful Saturday morning in Toronto watching the snow fall through the glass. Then they fell asleep again, no time to wake up.