He gives me a smirk and licks his lips as his eyes trail down my cropped top and tight ripped jeans. “Did he stick his cock inside you, Luciana?” he asks, his voice lowering above a whisper. My eyes are trained on his lips and the words spilling out.
I am honest when I answer him. “No. He fucked me with his fingers, and I sucked his cock.”
“He is a better man than I am. I would have fucked you so hard you would still be recovering from it a month later.”
“How noble of you.”
He laughs and I grin. His hand slides to the ripped opening on the back of my jeans and caresses the skin on my ass. I gasp when his fingers trail over to the hem of my jeans at my waist and he slips his hand down my pants, sliding his fingers over my pussy.
“What are you doing? They can see us.”
His lips graze my ear. “Let them see how much I want you. The Kings know who you are and there is no other woman in my life that is above you. My sister is different, and they know not to touch you and whatever you ask, they will follow. Look at the girls standing next to them.”
My head moves slightly to see what he means. Sure enough, four girls with khakis and T-shirts are looking this way. The girl that was on his lap is nervously looking down.
When I glance back at him, I pinch my brows. “What am I missing?”
“You don’t get it. You, Khalani and Linda are untouchable.”
If they only knew what I am capable of, they would look at me differently.
“Okay.”
He smiles with his hand still hovering over my pussy. My eyes flick to where his arm is and he slides his hand up, caressing my thighs until he removes his arm completely.
“Let’s go to my room. We need to talk.”
“Isn’t that what we are doing? Talking.”
He nods toward the house, and I take a step toward the walkway. I can hear him tell Hector, Jose, and the other Kings he will be right back. Catcalls can be heard, and I roll my eyes. Once inside, I head to Alex’s room while he enters behind me and closes the door. Khalan and Linda must still be in the bedroom because they haven’t come out. Alex has a Bose speaker in his room, and I sit on the edge of his bed and watch him power it up, connecting his phone. “La Diabla” by Romeo Santos plays and the sound of the guitar strings echo all around the room, mixed with Romeo’s sexy romantic voice.
He removes his tank top and the rest of his clothes, standing naked, his tattoos all over his body looking like body paint covering his brown skin. His fingers lift my crop top by the hem, and I raise my arms up over my head. He slowly removes my clothes, peppering soft kisses all over my skin after removing each piece. My nipples harden and between my legs pool in a wet heat when he lifts me up higher on the bed. His body hovers over me while the music changes to another bachata song called “Sobredosis” by Romeo Santos.
His naked body is hovering over mine; his eyes are dark like midnight as he gazes into mine. His fingers caressing my torso, sliding up over my nipples.
When his lips capture mine, he whispers. “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever had the pleasure of tasting. I’ll do anything for you, even if I can’t have you.”
My fingers caress his back because Alex has a way with words, and I know he means every word. When I think he is acting a certain way, he surprises me, making sense of everything. I know it was dangerous choosing him to make me forget about my pain, but I don’t regret it. How can a girl be in love with one man but also lust after another that is forbidden? Alex is like forbidden fruit and Mase is the man I love with all my soul. In the end, I can’t have either.
Breaking the kiss, I say softly, “Thank you for making the pain go away, Alex.”
He kisses me softly and lifts, holding himself while he slides a condom on. He places the tip of his cock at my entrance and I close my eyes as he licks and sucks each nipple. His tongue swirls over each tender bite he gives me, moving back to my neck. His hands slide under my ass to lift me at a better angle. My arousal leaks out of the lips of my pussy and I moan. He brushes the tip of his cock up and down my clit and my legs open, accommodating him. He slides his cock in, stretching me slowly.
He groans as his eyes roll back inside his skull and I writhe, needing him to move faster. “Fuck, baby. Your pussy is so tight. I love how beautiful you look when you come. Me vuelvo loco contigo. You drive me crazy. I’m crazy about you.”
He moves in a hard, fast rhythm. The sound of our bodies slapping on the bed as he raises my legs high on his hips can be heard. He pounds into me and I moan loudly.
“Yes. Faster, Alex.”
He responds, pounding into me in hard, strong strokes, his cock sliding in and out of me. He groans and grunts.
“You feel so good, mi amor.”
My eyes find his because he is calling me his love. He grins. “You will always be my love. Even if you belong to him. He can kill me tomorrow and I’ll do it all over if it means being inside you.”
A tear slides down my cheek at his beautiful words and I can’t help feeling torn because I don’t want to hurt him. He licks my tears from my cheeks and our tongues tangle with the taste of my salty tears. He moves inside me and my pussy clenches and I’m about to come.
He feels it because he says, “You are about to come, preciosa. I want you to come with me and let it all go, baby. I’ll take it away.”