Our Sinful Desires (The Color Of Passion)

Serious

Alice

Everything was going great with Mateo. He was sweet and understanding. We were having so much fun. It was nice. I saw less and less of Santiago. He only stopped by the club one time last week and not one day this week. I was sort of happy. It was a good thing but also I did miss him. He was arrogant but his aura and his powerful energy were intoxicating. I didn't want to admit I missed his smug face but I did.

Later that day, I went to rehearsals and then went home to take a nap before work.

-Hey, how's my favorite girl?-

Mateo texted me

-Fine, how are you handsome-

I flirted back

-Missing you-

-Want to come over later-

Mateo asked but I had to work so I declined. I told him I was looking forward to our date on Friday. I took a shower and got ready for work.

I was wearing a bedazzled brassier and shorts with a matching collar. I put my hair in a high ponytail. Today's routine was mostly me and another girl groping each other on stage. I was laying down while she caressed my entire body. She helped me up and I tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear before lightly kissing her. We were swaying our hips back and forth until the other girls came and joined. All of us ladies in a line rocking our hips back and forth. Twirling our hair and touching ourselves for the crowd. We dropped down on one knee and posed as the song finished.

I walked off the stage and was pulled back by a strong arm.

"Long time no see, Alice," Santiago said roughly.

"Santiago," I called out in surprise.

"Come with me," he commanded. I had little to no choice as he pulled me back. We went into one of the private rooms and he pushed me toward the couch.

"So, I have been thinking,"

"I can't do this," I interrupted. "I sort of have a boyfriend." His eyes widen. I was scared, I wasn't going to lie.

"Sort of?" he questioned. "Is it serious?"  I didn't know what to answer. I knew the answer but I didn't want to say it out loud.

"I," Santiago walked towards me. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me towards his crotch.

"I WANT YOU, NOW!" he said bluntly. "Do you want me?" I didn't answer him. He unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the ground. He pumped himself a few times and then brought my face to his c**k. I was shocked and didn't know what to do.

"Put it in or I will do it for you," he said seriously. I swallowed hard and placed my hands around his length. I stroked him before I slowly put the head in. He didn't like the slow pace so he pushed himself deeper in my mouth. I choked as his length hit the back of my throat. His eyes were gleaming. He was enjoying this. I looked up at him. I was looking at a living god. His broad shoulders expanded as his muscles flexed underneath his shirt. I truly believed he could break me in half if he tried. I had seen this man in all his glory. He was perfection if I had ever seen it. His green eyes sparkled as they taunted me with that angry yet satisfied look he was giving me. His hands clutched my hair tighter. My throat was beginning to hurt. He was rough and unwavering. He finally pulled out. I caught my breath but he suddenly pulled me up and kissed me roughly. His teeth bit my lower lip and sucked on it. I could have sworn I tasted blood but I ignored it.

"Undress," he commanded. I slowly obeyed him. I was nervous but also somewhat excited. He didn't look like he wanted to hurt me, well not hurt that didn't follow up with pleasure. He slowly took off his shirt and we stood there naked. I admired the view before he quickly picked me up. I wrapped my legs around him and he pushed me against the door.

"You want it," he grinned.

"Yes," I said confidently and boldly. His smile grew and he suddenly slammed into me. My back hit the door with a loud thud. I can only imagine what people walking by thought of when they heard that noise. Santiago was wildly f*****g me into oblivion. I was on such a high. He began to suck on my neck before he bit down hard.

"Now he will know who you truly belong to," I wanted to panic but the feeling was too good.

We went two more rounds. Once on the table, doggy style, and then on the couch. I rode him until he came inside me. He pulled my hair, smacked my ass, and held me with a grip so hard it left marks all over my body. I was numb and panting on the couch as he stood up and got dressed.

"I can take you home," he said.

"No need,"

"I will take you home, go get dressed Alice," he said aggressively. I put on my clothes and ran to the back area to get cleaned up. I changed into my leggings and t-shirt before I met back up with Santiago.

"Ready?" he asked. All the girls saw him talking to me. I knew they would question me about this tomorrow night. I knew some would hate me for sleeping with the owner's son but it was not any of their business. I just hope they didn't cause me any trouble for it.

"This is me," I said as Santiago pulled up to my place.

"It's a s**t hole,"

"Um, thanks," I rolled my eyes. "I told you, you didn't have to drop me off."

"Alice, I am sorry but I did want to tell you something," Santiago went from warm to serious. "I want you to be mine."

"Um,"

"Only mine,"

"What does that mean?"

"I don't know but I need to have you," he was staring so intently at me. "I can't share you and I don't want to stop seeing you."

"Don't stop coming to the club," I said innocently.

"What if I need more," all the air I had escaped my lungs. I really didn't know what he was trying to say. "I'll see you tomorrow. Sweet dreams Alice."