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He drops money on the bar and stands up from the stool, smiling at me one last time, and I don't give him the satisfaction of reacting or responding. If he thought he was going to bring any kind of emotions out of me, he was sadly mistaken. All those died the day I lost everything. He would soon know exactly how that feels.
I'll let him go ahead and have his moment for now. I stare down at my phone when it vibrates in my hand. It's my oldest brother, Carlos, passing on a message about a new client. We have our own codes for things at this point. We've been in the killing game a long time. And Santiago was wrong. I'm nothing like him. If anything, he's the kind of man I get hired to kill.
I never claimed to be a good guy, but I am nowhere near the monster he is. I can't wait until he finally gets his. And he will. I know someone who wants to see him suffer a lot more than I do and I promised him when this was all over, I would gladly deliver Santiago to him all wrapped up in a pretty bow.
As I stand up out of my chair watching Santiago walk away, my mind goes back to Mateo. The fiancé he leaves alone to his own devices each night. He was so focused on his drug dealings, he didn't notice someone wasn't only moving in on his territory, they were moving on something else of his. That someone was me. I was always the two birds with one stone type of guy. I walk through the dancing crowd and out through the club doors into the cool night.
Once in my car, I pull out of the parking lot in a rush, with only one destination in mind. A place I know is too much of a risk to show up at. Time to see just how guarded the Juventino house is tonight and just how easy it is for someone like me to slip right in. I always did pride myself in being quiet and quick on my feet.
Parking a distance away the way I had before, I step out of my car, hurrying to the spot I first asked him to meet me. It's quiet except for the water running through the fountain. The house is dark except for a few porch lights, and there are only a few men patrolling the house. Not a single one near Mateo's room. They seem to be distracted by an unexpected visitor pulling up to the front gate, just like I hoped they would be.
I carefully make my way to the back of the house, approaching the balcony that leads right into Mateo's room. The doors are unlocked. I smile, “Such a careless move, Mateo.” Or maybe it's an invitation. I get an unsettling sinking sensation in my stomach thinking about someone else sneaking in here instead of me. It wouldn't be difficult. The room is dark except for a bit of the porch lights coming in through the windows. Mateo looks so peaceful and precious snuggled up on his side, arms wrapped around a pillow.
We are supposed to meet tomorrow, but he didn't know yet. He never knew until it was happening. After the night I had, it couldn't wait. I wasn't sure if it was because I craved Mateo or because I craved revenge against Santiago. The way he spat and laughed in my face made my blood boil. In the end, I'm the one laughing at him. How can he be so blind? For someone who seems to know everything, he has yet to find out about what's been happening between his fiancé and me. The thought has me smiling wide and vibrating with pleasure.
I slip in beside my sleeping princesa, already becoming warm from the sheets and the heat radiating off his body. My smile widens as I trace my fingers along his naked hip, loving the silkiness of his bare skin against my rough exterior. The edge of my thumb continues to move past the sheets the more his body trembles. His eyes still remain shut as his lashes flutter against his cheeks. He's wearing nothing but a white tank.
I drag my fingers down his crease, slipping one between his ass cheeks and rubbing against his pucker, causing him to squirm in his sleep. Moving his face against the pillow, his expression relaxes, and his soft snores return. I slip out of the bed, watching the mattress rise from my missing weight. I pull the belt from the loops of my pants, unbuttoning the front and letting them slide down my hips. My cock springs free, twitching at the touch of cold air, begging to be buried in Mateo's warmth. The leather of my belt is smooth beneath my fingers as I form it into a cuff, slipping it over his wrists as I place them gently behind his back. He had already moved in the perfect position for me, on his belly, with his ass facing up.
My mouth waters when I set my gaze on the sheet hanging low off his hips, exposing the cleft of his ass. I yank my tie off my already unbuttoned shirt, slipping it over his closed eyes and tying it around his hair, letting the ends fall between his soft curls. He shifts again in his sleep, a soft whine escaping his lips as I shove the gag in his mouth.
I guess tonight I'll find out how heavy of a sleeper he is. I yank the sheet and blanket off his body, leaving his bottom half bare against the white cotton. He wiggles his bottom, moving his face against the pillow. His wrists tug against the cuff and a surge of panic hits him. He shifts from side to side, moving his face against the blindfold and making sounds against the gag. I spread his legs apart, moving my body between them, and lick between his cheeks while pressing my hand to his lower back. He screams against the gag, his sounds muffled. I lick him again and he fights harder, thrashing between me and the mattress. “Don't worry, mi princesa, I got you.”
His body relaxes at the sound of my voice and his back arches against my hand. I run kisses up his back, licking and nipping at his soft skin. His moans come out around the gag in quiet murmurs. My mouth hovers over his ear. “You are so beautiful like this. I could do anything I want to you right now and there's nothing you could do about it.”
His whines are pleading against the plastic and I release a low-deep chuckle, nipping at his ear. “Would you like that?”
He nods against the pillow, flexing his ass out against my groin, rubbing it over my hard cock. “Such a needy princesa.” He goes still beneath my body, but as soon as I move, he pushes himself up further on his knees, forehead pressing to the pillow. Him spreading his legs further apart for me is all the invitation I need to bury my face between the fleshy globes of his ass, thrusting my tongue into his tight heat, tasting him again.
He pushes himself back further as I continue to fuck him with my tongue. More moaning forms around the gag and a part of me wishes it wasn't there. A part of me wishes we were somewhere else where I could have him screaming my name so loud the neighbors would hear. I tug his cheeks further apart, thrusting my tongue in out before slipping a finger in beside it. He rocks himself back and forth on it needily. “You ready for more, needy little cock slut?”
He whines again, balling his fists together. I grab the condom from my pocket and pull out a bottle of lube from his drawer. He stiffens at the coldness of my drenched fingers and more sounds are muffled against the gag. I move my digits in and out, working my way up to three. “I wanted to make sure you were really ready, sweetness, and you definitely are now. Your first time should be special after all.”
I line myself up with his hole, pressing my tip against his entrance, slowly pushing my way in. His body shudders once I'm fully in, inner walls clenching tightly against me. I move myself in and out a few times in a steady rhythm. Pulling all the way out, I slam back in, going deeper and harder.
Needing to see him more, I pull out of him completely, lying beside him. I grab his body, pulling it on top of me, sliding his ass over my cock. Flattening myself on my back, I buck my hips upward and he slides down my cock, his hole swallowing me inch by inch. He’s been playing with his hole recently. He’s taking me a lot easier than I thought he would but still wrapping tightly around me like a vice. Now I wish I had planted a camera in here so I could see what he does when he's in here alone at night. I'll keep that in mine for next time. There shouldn't be a next time though.
His body trembles, pushing himself further down on me until I'm bottoming out. He bucks his hips forward, riding me harder, throwing his head back. His veins are bulging in his neck and sweat drips down his chest. I move my hands up his hips to slide up his shirt, and he shakes his head. I don't keep going, but I make a note for later to ask why he is so against having his shirt off in front of me. I buck my hips up again and his body shakes above me. I take his cock in my hands, stroking and tugging as he continues to ride me with his eyes closed. “That's it, take what you need from me. You feel so good, just like I knew you would.” Better even. It's a shame I'll have to eventually say goodbye to this.
He felt too good. I could stay buried inside him forever. If only things were different. If only he was someone else's son. His ass clenches around my cock, as his dick twitches in my hand, shooting spurts of cum. He moans against the gag and continues to rock forward, appearing fully sated. A few more thrusts of my hips has me coming inside the condom and I tense underneath him, closing my eyes until I remember how to move again. I slide him off me, untie his hands, remove the gag and fall back on the bed. Removing the blindfold, he crashes beside me, and I swipe my tongue over his plump lips nearly forgetting about my no kissing rule. “Hi, sweetness.”
“Hi.” His voice is low and raspy, face completely flushed.
I rub my thumbs over his cheeks. “This might be my last visit for a while.”
“Why?”
“Because it's too risky and I have business to tend to. I shouldn't have come here today.”
“Why did you then?”
“Because I had a sudden craving for my princesa.” Not to mention, Santiago pissed me off so much, I was done delaying popping his fiancé’s cherry before he did.
Fifteen
Mateo
The way Gabriel takes complete control of my body sets my soul on fire, making me feel alive for the first time. I shouldn't be so turned on by the way he came into my room and made me helpless in my own bed. But the very thought has me growing hard again. Maybe it's not how I expected to lose my virginity, but I can't imagine a better way. What started off as a throbbing pain quickly morphed into pleasure. I may have never had a cock up my ass before, but I’ve had plenty of toys up there. They won't be enough after today. Gabriel has ruined me for anything and anyone else. I'm going to want him again and again. I already feel like some damn fiend after having him one time.
