Chapter Ten
“Sergio, guess what?” There was a bounce in Jessie’s step as she entered the trailer.
Sergio looked up from his laptop. He didn’t tell her, but his funds were running a little low. Victor had found a way to freeze his main bank account. Sergio had been in a foul mood all morning. He’d debated taking up freelance contract work.
He had compiled numerous contacts during the time he’d worked for Victor. Opening himself up for work also meant exposure. Once Victor found out Sergio was selling his services to the highest bidder, it wouldn’t be long before Victor discovered where Jessie and he had holed up. A month had passed since Jessie and he had taken up residence in his parents’ old trailer. Four perfect weeks of bliss, of pretending to live like some domestic couple. Well, not everything had been perfect. They had their share of arguments. Their recent one involved Jessie wanting to find work in town.
Sergio had adamantly refused until he realized Jessie would come to resent him if he didn’t bend a little. So, he’d allowed her to find work. Jessie had nothing to do. She was getting bored and restless. A dangerous combination. Sergio could keep her tied up in bed and satisfied if he wanted, but that would hurt her and their relationship in the long run.
Jessie hugged him from behind the sofa. Sergio inhaled the familiar, enticing scent of her soap and perfume. He cupped her face and pulled her down for a sharp kiss that left both of them wanting more afterward.
The contact of her mouth against his, her soft body against his back, lit a fire in his dick. If Sergio threw her over his shoulder and carried her to the bed, she wouldn’t be able to resist him. She never could.
“What did you want to say?” he asked instead.
She looked so excited. Sergio wondered with every passing day how long he could hold on to this illusion of a life they’d created together. Illusion because deep down, Sergio knew it wouldn’t last long.
He could pretend all he wanted they were a normal couple living one day at a time. The harsh reality was they were still both hunted people. Sergio would never be able to stop looking over his shoulder. One mistake could cost him, and he could lose Jessie. The thought of never waking up next to her in the mornings terrified him more than anything.
Jessie didn’t speak right away. Sergio understood. She wanted him to guess, but he’d never been good at guessing games, so he waited. She sighed, walked around the couch, and slid into his lap.
She wore jeans and a sweater when she left earlier that morning for a job interview. She’d changed out of those clothes and into a pair of tiny denim shorts that fitted her ass like a dream. The pink, mouth-watering crop top she wore only served to make him hard. She gripped his shoulders and beamed up at him.
“I got the job at the bookstore,” she announced.
Her excitement waned and she bit on her bottom lip. She was waiting for his reaction. Sergio didn’t want to fight her on this. His main bank account, the one where the Family deposited his funds, might be frozen, but he had more.
He reminded himself that she merely wanted to be independent. He’d assured her multiple times that he could take care of her, but she wouldn’t hear of it. She needed a job to keep her sane. It was her way of coping with the fear that someday, their little slice of heaven could be taken away without a moment’s notice.
“I’m happy for you,” he said, nuzzling her neck.
“You sure?” she asked.
“Of course.” He peeled her top down. She didn’t wear a bra underneath because she knew he wanted easy access to her. He gave her left nipple a squeeze. She groaned, shifting on his knee. “I know how we’re going to celebrate.”
“How?” she asked, a twinkle in her eyes.
He unbuttoned her shorts in answer, then tugged down the zipper. She moaned when he fingered her clit and her pussy lips.
“You bad girl. Why aren’t you wearing any underwear?” he demanded.
“Because you told me not to when we’re at home.”
He chuckled. “I did, didn’t I?”
She shifted on his lap, practically thrusting her wet cunt against his hand. Sergio slipped a finger inside her. She leaned against him, moaning softly. Sergio always loved witnessing her coming undone for him. When he lifted his fingers to her mouth, she licked her need off his digits like a cat.
“That’s my good girl,” he said.
She slipped off his lap and surprised him by kneeling between his legs. He leaned back against the sofa as she undid his pants. Jessie pulled out his dick, which was already at half-mast. She licked her lips and bent her head forward.
Sergio speared his fingers into her hair and tugged her close. She darted her pink tongue out and explored him from crown to base, not forgetting his balls. She took these in her mouth and sucked. Groaning, he tightened his hold on her hair.
Jessie opened her mouth wider and took his shaft down her throat. He closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of Jessie blowing him.
“Keep your mouth open,” he instructed. Jessie obeyed. He opened his eyes again and began thrusting his dick and out of her hole. She took his cock like a champ. With a groan, he sheathed his prick in his mouth one last time and erupted. She drank down his seed, not spilling a single drop.
“Baby, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmured. She settled on his lap again and kissed him on the mouth.