Our Sinful Desires (The Color Of Passion)

Breaking The Rules

Alice

It took them less than three days and they had already broken the rules. First, it was Mateo.

"I hope you like Thai food," Mateo said two days ago. He took me on a private plane to Thailand. He took me to Phi Le lagoon. We took a long tail boat and snorkeled before we had an incredible dinner on a dock by the water.

"So, what does Santiago think we are doing?" I asked. Mateo didn't answer me.

"Don't you just love it here?" Mateo asked me.

"It is beautiful," I told him.

"You are so beautiful," he said.

"Stop being cheesy," I said.

"I am not being cheesy," he said. "I am being honest."

"Whatever you say," I smiled. We went back to our hotel. It was a luxurious bird nest-type structure. The view was amazing.

"Alice," Mateo's hand slid down my cheek to my arm. It slid down my arm to my thigh.

"Mateo," I whispered. He slowly kissed my lips. He placed soft pecks along my jaw and then went down to my neck. He slowly lifted up my dress over my head. His hands brushed over my breasts and caressed my n*****s. A soft moan escaped my lips. He dropped to his knees and lifted my right leg over his shoulder. His tongue circled my core. My arm hairs stood up.

"I haven't even started the good part," he sneered. I clutched his hair with my fingers. He slid his tongue inside my wet p***y and swirled it around. My knees buckled but Mateo helped me stay in place. He suddenly stopped and slowly got up. He picked me up bridal style and took me into the bedroom. Mateo kissed my breasts then sucked on them. He divided his time between the two nicely. I was getting impatient. I wanted him. I wanted all of him.

"Mateo," I moaned. "I need you."

"I know," he smirked. He hovered over me. He trusted his manhood inside me. It felt like his c**k grew in size. I whimpered but he blocked my sounds by kissing me deeply. He pushed into me so sensually and rhythmically. It felt like we were dancing. I didn't want it to stop.

"f**k," Mateo cursed. "If he kills me for this. It was so worth it." I couldn't help but think for a second about who he was talking about. My mind came back to the moment I was in currently when Mateo pumped into me more forcefully. He shot out his release inside me. My mind went blank. I became so tired. Mateo pulled me to his chest. I fell asleep instantly. We went back home the next morning. Santiago shouted at Mateo for hours. I pretended like everything was normal but it wasn't it. Far from it.

One day later, Santiago came home from work early.

"My turn to kidnap you," he said.

"Oh, so that's what this is?" I questioned. He laughed and reached out for my hand. We flew to Ibiza. We went to a hotel his family-owned. It was incredibly beautiful. We arrived right before sunset so he took me to this magical spot. There was an amazing fancy-looking daybed lounge with a canopy. There were so many candles surrounding us. I looked out to the horizon and felt at peace. I didn't deserve any of this. This was like a dream or a fantasy. The sun disappeared and soon we just had the moon and the stars.

"Do you like it?" Santiago asked.

"I do but you didn't need to do all of this," I said. "I don't deserve it."

"Nonsense, you deserve this and much more," he said. "This is why I am so enamored with you."

"Cause I don't want fancy things,"

"Because you are humble and innocent,"

"Not too innocent you know,"

"Oh, I know," he grinned. He pulled me from my bed to his lap. He grabbed the back of my head and kissed me fiercely. "I won't give you up."

"Hope not," I bit his lip and I think he took that as a challenge. He lifted me up and pushed my head down on the bed.

"I want to f**k you so bad right now," Santiago stood up behind me.

"f**k me then," I said. He lifted my dress up and tore my panties off. He rammed his c**k inside me jerking me further into the bed. He slapped my ass as he rammed harder and harder into me. He yanked my arms back holding them causing pleasurable pain to soar through me.

"Santiago!" I cried.

"What do you need, little Alice," he teased.

"Harder, f**k me harder," I moaned. He let go of my arms and grabbed my waist. He quickly slammed into me and held me in place. He didn't move until he finally pushed my hips down on his c**k as he slammed into me over and over again. He slid out of me completely and slapped my ass with his c**k. He quickly pushed back into me and snaked his arms around my chest. His hands cupped my breasts and he began to squeeze them tightly. He pulled me back until my back hit his chest. He soon released his seed in me with a grunt. We stayed there for a few minutes. He finally slid out of me and carried me back to our room. We spent three days in paradise. There was a bathtub in our bedroom. He laid in bed and watched me bathe. His smile told me he enjoyed it way too much. He joined me the last night of our spontaneous trip.

When we came back home, Mateo was pissed. He yelled for thirty minutes but stopped when he noticed my discomfort. That night they both took their angry and unleashed it on me. We had another night together. Somehow in all this madness we still fit together. They both knew my body and knew how to make it weak. They both gave me the pleasure, the pain, and the sins to want them all again.