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Luis thrusts against my hand, a satisfied moan coming from deep in his throat. “That is understandable,” he says, looking down at my hand that’s half-closed around him as I continue to jerk him off.
“I don’t think it’s me forgetting myself.” Adding more pressure to my hold on his dick, I watch his Adam’s apple bob. “Have you already forgotten our last time together? What threats did you have to make for that to happen? None, I did that of my own volition. Yet here you are, throwing your weight around, assuming you need to force me into anything without even trying to ask.” I undo his pants and move my hands inside, fisting his cock.
It feels wrong. The girth, the length, the slight curve to it. Even the vein at the side is wrong. While he isn’t small in this department, he has nothing on my men. Not that it matters because what’s wrong isn’t the size or shape, it’s the man the appendage is attached to.
“Darling Baby,” Luis rasps, closing his eyes as I pump him harder and faster. “You are right, of course.”
While his eyes are closed, I look toward the door, contemplating if I can make a run for it. Just as I convince myself of what a bad idea it would be to even try, I catch some movement, and Steve comes into view. In his hand is a gun—my gun. He lifts it for me to see before bringing a finger to his lips, disappearing back into the shadows without a sound.
My mind is reeling with possibilities, though I don’t dare to believe any of them. No, as far as I know, Steve was a double agent, loyal to Luis, and not Martin.
“Let me touch you,” Luis groans, his hand trailing up my thigh, and without thinking, I slap it away, causing his eyes to fly open.
“This is for you,” I purr, fluttering my lashes in an attempt to look… I don’t even fucking know what I’m trying to do. “Relax and enjoy it.”
Luis braces one arm on the wall behind me, and with another moan, he gives in and allows me to continue without trying to touch me. Biting down on my lip, I work his dick as fast as possible, relieved when his breathing turns ragged and I feel him coming in my hand.
Unlike my times with Neil or when I was grinding on Luis until he came, I don’t feel dirty or ashamed of my actions. I feel stronger and almost proud. I’m taking control by not letting myself become a victim.
Palming my sore jaw, Luis lifts my face until I’m looking at him. “Let us get you to bed. We have a busy day tomorrow, wife-to-be.” Then he softly presses his lips to mine.
