Our Sinful Desires (The Color Of Passion)

Concerned

Alice

"Alice, what's wrong?" Santiago asked.

"Nothing," I responded.

"Alice!" he said loudly.

"I'm hungry. I barely touched my food at your parent's house," Mateo and Santiago looked at each other for a second. They both looked puzzled.

"Want some pizza?" Mateo asked. I nodded my head in response. "One medium pizza with pepperoni."

"You guys aren't hungry?" I asked curiously.

"I'm not," Santiago said.

"We can share," Mateo added.

"Right," I sighed. I was so hungry and angry. I think my anger was making me more hungry.

The pizza finally came an hour later. I sat on the couch and started to eat. Santiago sat in front of me never taking his eyes off of me.

"Are you concerned your mom is here?" Santiago asked me.

"Concerned?" I questioned. "I guess I am worried but it's not something I like to talk about."

"Alice, I want to know everything about you, the good and the bad," Santiago said.

"Okay," I said hesitantly. "I guess the reason I am so hesitant to love, because I know it won't last. Because it didn't last for my parents. My father left us when I was nine. My mother spent the rest of her life pining for him. She never threw away his stuff. She drank herself in and out of depression. Sometimes I wondered what made her stay so loyal. They fought all the time during that last year they were together. I remember it all. My mother cried every night. My father slept on the sofa. They were so happy in the beginning or so she told me. I remember my dad being my hero but sometimes it's hard to remember the good times. I don't want to become my mother. I don't want to fall for someone and then lose them so suddenly."

"You can't be afraid to love," Mateo said.

"Aren't you?" I said. "Both of you. You both are just like me." Neither wanted to admit it at first.

"I guess you are right," Santiago said. "I have met many women who only wanted me for my money and I was okay with that. I didn't trust them. I look at my parent's marriage and even though they are happy and make it work, I don't want that. I don't want to share."

"Um, I guess Santiago is right, It's complicated but I was afraid to open up. I was afraid for someone to see me, the real me. I wanted to have fun because that was easy. No commitment, that meant they never get to see me and I didn't have to disappoint them if I wasn't what they really wanted. I was a jerk and that was fine. I knew it wasn't really me so hate me or love me. It didn't matter."

"Mateo," I said softly.

"Don't worry, I want to be real with you," he smiled.

"What if I screw this up?" I asked.

"You think you will be the one to screw this up?" Mateo questioned. I laughed softly but then thought. If I didn't maybe one of them would.

Santiago suddenly started kissing me up my arm.

"Santiago," I said. He didn't stop. Mateo then joined him. They both reached the crook of my neck and placed soft kisses on my neck. Santiago swiftly picked me up and laid me down on the dining room table. Santiago pulled off my dress as Mateo began to kiss me sweetly. Santiago placed soft kisses on my thigh as he began to slide down my panties. Santiago quickly made his way to my core. He ran his tongue up my p***y lips. They both kissed me harder, one above, one below. Mateo made his way to my bare breasts. He sucked and licked gently. Suddenly, they switched places. Santiago came and gave me a deep passionate kiss on my lips. I could taste my sweetness on his lips. Santiago then made his way to my breasts. He was more aggressive. He began to nibble and bite my n*****s. I reached over and began to unzip Santiago's pants.

"In a hurry," they were being sweet and giving me all the attention but I wanted more. I liked it when they touched me but I also wanted to touch them. I gently stroked Santiago's c**k as I released it from his boxer briefs.

"You want to ride my c**k?" Santiago said so suddenly. I nodded. "Get on." Mateo helped me up and Santiago laid down on the table. For a minute, I thought it would break. He was a big muscular man and we were about to.

I slowly slid down his hard c**k. Mateo came behind me and rubbed his thumb over my other hole. He slowly put his c**k inside me.

"OH, GOD!" I moaned.

"Your mom is going to hear you," Mateo joked.

"Let her," Santiago added.

"Please!" I moaned again.

"Yes," they both replied.

"f**k ME!" Mateo slapped my ass hard and then so did Santiago.

"You're our little bad girl," Santiago whispered.

"Yes," I said softly.

"You want more," Santiago grinned.

"Yes," I cried. Both brothers pumped into me harder and faster. Santiago took my right breast into his mouth and sucked hard. Mateo's hand lowered and began to rub my c**t with such intensity. It didn't take much longer and we all climaxed. They poured their seed into me until it all came out.

"You okay?" Mateo asked me.

"Yeah,"

"Did you forget about your troubles," he asked next.

"I did,"

"Good," Santiago replied. "Let's go to bed."

-The Next Day-

"Good morning, honey," my mother was extra chipper this morning. "So, which one is your boyfriend?"

"Mom, not now, I just woke up," I told her.

"So, are we having breakfast here?" she asked. I didn't want to answer.

"Yes, I sent for some now," Mateo said as he came in wearing nothing but pajama pants.

"Wow, he looks hot," my mother whispered to me.

"Mother, please,"

"What, he looks gorgeous," she said. "Like a model. Look at his butt."

"Mom, stop," I shouted.

"Good morning Alice," Santiago said as he came into the kitchen wearing a suit.

"He looks like he has a lot packing underneath all that fancy clothes," my mother said. "Even a nice long-,"

"Stop," I nudged her a bit.

"Okay, Okay, sorry I was just teasing but no really they are incredible and nice to look at," she said. "Please tell me you are dating one of them?"

"I am, happy, now stop. Let's just eat and talk about why you are here so we can have you on your way back home," I said harshly.

"Alright, alright," she said. She began to pour herself some orange juice. "I want to look for your father."