Page 92 of Fate's Dice


Font Size:  

Dice smiles as she spots us in the background, "Yeah, your mom pointed it out to me when we were going through the photos. I had ten printed in ultra-HD. I wanted you to have these up. The penthouse has no personal touches and I thought you might enjoy this."

Dice looks down like she's shy, so I tip her face up to me, "I love them. I never put anything up because I've never felt the urge to. I like everything clean and uncluttered, but these are perfect and they’re going up tonight."

Dice smiles brightly before leaning in to kiss me. She tries to make it a quick one, but I cup the back of her head to hold her to me as I bite and lick her lips. So damn sweet.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

For the next few hours, Dice and I laze around the penthouse watching movies. Well, she watches them while I watch her. I watch as she unconsciously rubs her tummy, completely unaware of how much I love seeing it. I'm not even sure if she realizes how careful she moves around. Almost as if she's worried, she'll hurt the growing child in her womb.

When the end credits scroll across the screen, I can't hold back. I pull Dice over my lap with her thighs straddling my waist. I'm already hard for her but when her lacy clad pussy grinds against my sweatpants covered cock, I feel like a teen who is about to blow his load prematurely.

We decided to stay in the clothes we slept in so I have full access to her slick folds. I grip both of her thighs at the apex and let my thumbs slide beneath her panties.

"Eres una chica traviesa, Dice." You're a naughty girl. "Already wet for me, hm?"

She doesn't answer with her words, she just rotates her hips as my thumbs work her clit.

I don't want to waste any time; I need to be in her. Dice must feel the same because she lifts up and yanks the elastic waist of my sweatpants down and finds me commando. She gives my cock a couple strokes, making me hiss at the feel of her hand wrapped around me.

I pull her panties aside and use my other hand on her hip to guide her down.

We both sigh when she's fully impaled on me, but again, we waste no time.

I pull her forward so that her forearms rest on her backrest of the sofa while I anchor myself to her hip and slam into her from below.

"Fuck, you're so damn tight, baby. Fuuuuck." I bite and kiss her neck as her pussy begins to tighten even more.

"I'm right there, Leo. Come with me, let me feel your cock swell."

Damn, I've never heard such filthy words sound so fucking sexy and it's what has my spiraling off the cliff with my woman screaming into my neck.

After our breathing settles, Dice turns her face and kisses my jaw before standing. I follow after her as she heads to the shower.

Yeah, I think I can get used to this, the domestic life.

Not really, actually. Spilling blood and building my empire calls to me more but having Dice by my side while we rule together, yeah that's what really calls to me.

"Can we get out of here for a little bit? I'm getting a little sick of being inside," Dice asks as the elevator doors open, revealing her mother who carries bags of presents. I take them from her and set them under the tree.

Turning back to Dice, I suggest, "What if we go visit your pop? Your mother hasn't been there yet." I look to Raquel who covers her mouth with her hand.

"You know where he's buried?" She asks behind her hand.

"Si. I've taken Dice to visit but it was dark. Would you like to go?"

In the Latin culture, respecting the dead is huge. We have celebrations for the departed so that their spirits can live on in the afterlife. Dia de los muertos, the day of the dead. It's a tradition I haven't kept up with myself.

With the lifestyle I live, I honestly don't want to remember the dead. In the off chance that there is some type of afterlife that balances on our remembrance of the dead... well, I've killed many people who I don't want to live on after they're gone. If forgetting them keeps their worthless souls dead and rotten, then forgetting is what I'll do.

But there are those like Dice's father and mine.

"Yes, I'd love to go. Today is his…” Ma stops herself and shakes her head, “Let me go get my jacket." Raquel rushes to the elevator with a childlike smile on her face. Even as the doors slid closed, I didn't miss the joy on her face.

"Thank you, my love," Dice says before kissing me.

"You owe me," I tell her as I lift her off the floor and wrap her legs around me.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com