One More Time
1024 Words
Alice
"Come here," his voice a subtle command. The music changed by his command too. It was slower and more seductive. I climbed on top of his lap.
"You are even more beautiful now," he whispered.
"It's the clothes," I said.
"No, it's the confidence and those moves," he grinned. "Why didn't you use a wig?"
"I hear guys prefer blondes,"
"I sure do,"
"Santia-," he didn't let me finish. He kissed me softly.
"I want you,"
"But,"
"Still hesitant," he said. "Come on, one more time."
"Last time," I agreed.
"Sure," his kisses moved to my neck. I let my head rollback. "Santiago." With that he unzipped the bodysuit I was wearing. My breasts spilled out. I wasn't wearing a bra. He looked like he had just won the lottery. He quickly brought his mouth to my right breast.
"f**k, I missed them," I began undoing his belt and took out his c**k. I stroked it until it got hard. "Eager are we?" Santiago lifted me up and he stood up. He unbuttoned his shirt. His chest, muscular and taut. I remember those abs, how I want to lick them and run my fingers through them. He was handsome for sure. His dark locks and green eyes. His eyes were his best features. They were fierce and intimidating but I would get lost in that rainforest anytime. He stood tall in front of me, smiling. He was going to ruin me. I knew it and he knew it.
"Turn around," he commanded. I did. His hand came to the middle of my back. He helped me arch my back. He slowly moved the fabric that covered my p***y. I felt his thumb pressing on my c**t. I wanted to whimper but I held it in.
"Already wet," he remarked. "Good." He pushed into me. My face pressed onto the couch we were on. He slammed into me over and over again. He held my face down on the couch. The pain was mixed in with shots of pleasure. He was f*****g me fast and rough.
"Tell me you're real name?" he requested.
"Why," I managed to say.
"Don't want to tell me?" he slammed into. I knew he would do it again if I didn't answer. I was torn between wanting more and wanting to tell him my name.
"Alice," I said. He didn't say anything. He just grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me back onto his chest.
"You are a very good girl, I think you are going to be my favorite," he said. Something changed, something inside me felt different. I knew what he meant but I ignored it. I shouldn't care.
"Want to taste what you rightful earned," he said.
"No," I said. I could feel his body tense up behind me. I didn't want him to think I was bothered by his remarks. "I want you to cover me with it." He quickly slid out of me and I kneeled down on the floor. He quickly pumped his hard c**k until he came on my chest.
"f**k!" he cursed. "Stand up." I did and he forcefully kissed me. I let my hands roam his hair. "You are wild, Alice."
"Thanks," is all I could manage to say.
"I'll see you soon,"
"Yeah," I opened the door slightly and saw no one was looking this way. I ran to the hallway that led to the backstage area. I knew most of the ladies would still be working so I ran to the bathroom area and cleaned up.
I couldn't believe I saw him again and had s*x with him, again. He was also my boss's son. Santiago Lionheart. What a man? What an ass? Not just his actual backside but he was a jerk. I knew he was no good but I just couldn't stop thinking about him. I got changed and went on stage to do my next performance. I danced for two more customers and then got dressed to go home. I don't know if Santiago stayed all night but I didn't want to know. He would alter my mood and take away all my confidence if he was.
THE NEXT DAY
-Hey-
Mateo was texting me again. Here, I thought he was a nice guy but I was wrong. I mean should I be shocked. I knew better, I knew guys were all the same. All they do is cheat and leave. I had already ignored him once before so I decided to be nice and reply.
-Hi-
-Want to grab some coffee-
-Sure-
-Cool, meet me at our place-
Our place, he is such an asshole. After he gave me this whole speech and just left. Our place, he really made me laugh with that one. I went to work out and took a shower after. I got dressed for my coffee date and left.
"Hey Alice, I missed you," Mateo said.
"Oh, yeah. I missed you too," I said. Damn it, Mateo had such a nice smile. He looked like the sweet and innocent type but his eyes told a different story. That gleam, that sparkle, told you he was dangerous and a playboy. His golden-brown eyes were hypnotizing. I wouldn't let him trick me again.
"So, what have you been up to?" he asked.
"Nothing much, just working,"
"So trial bases over?"
"Not yet but everything is going good," I had a small flashback to the events that happened last night.
"Well, let me know when I can stop by,"
"Yeah, sure,"
"Well, I was hoping you could forgive me for just up and leaving. I have been trying to get my life on the straight and narrow path lately," Mateo explained.
"That's good,"
"And, that also means, I want to give us a shot,"
"Oh,"
"Is that bad?"
"No, but I don't know what to say,"
"Well, say you will give me a shot,"
"I don't know if I have time,"
"I am not asking you for anything, let's just hang out and stay friends,"
"Friends," I repeated. "I can do that."
"Good," he smiled. "I'll be seeing you soon."
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