FORTY-EIGHT

Kamilla Lopez

I won't be smart if I fight him, pissing him off won't make it any easier, just hard enough to interrupt what I want so badly, the urge to escape. I wrap my hands around his neck and deepen the kiss, I let myself be involved at that moment the beginning of his possession, his lust, the pleasure he already shows between his legs. This man awakens something deeper than love, kissing his lips leaves me completely inert and hit by different emotions, I'm confused by everything I've witnessed and what I feel about him.

When I held that gun aiming at that abuser's head, something in me ignited, I was confused at that moment, scared by the feeling of losing in my hands, I had that man's life, I felt a certain power, like a judge of souls. But my rational side scolded me and I came to my senses. Killing that man and seeing the blood spatter on my hands, a small smile drew my lips, but soon I passed out being supported by his arms.

Nick Ross awakens me diversities of pleasure and danger, sometimes I feel the luckiest woman to be in his bed and thoughts, another I feel the unlucky woman to get involved with a dangerous and powerful man in legal and illegal business. As your hands glide over my body, sad and disappointed tears continue to fall and slide down my face, yes, I love him, but I will not accept being the wife of a bandit, of a man who leads a criminal organization, I don't see happiness by his side.

Pulling me out of my thoughts, Nick lifts me off the floor and makes me wrap my legs around his waist, he takes us to the bed and lays me down, above me, he pulls away from my lips and starts kissing my neck. My body instantly responds to his loving and wanting caresses, my stomach flutters with butterflies and my breath catches, God..... Why let me fall in love with him?

Nick took off my nightgown and released my breasts, they were grabbed and squeezed one by his mouth and hand, while he prepares my body I watch his gestures and gentle movements, my body corresponds to each grip of his thick and rough hand, when he squeezes my skin I feel dominated and trapped in his arms, and I really am.

— My girl.... My woman.... Mine!

He uttered the sentence that I am yours, his husky and seductive voice says full of obsession and desire.

Over the small piece he goes down his fingers and circulate in the clitoris, I close my eyes and bite my lower lip, the panties are already wet with lubrication.

— Look at me, my girl.

I do as he asks, and my eyes meet with his dark blue and gray irises as a warning of a stormy night, his eyes show me danger and desire, the serious and sensual look leaves me inert hit with an intense desire full of lust. Nick rips off her panties brutally and releases what he so desires, now I'm completely naked in his bed, he lifts his body and looks at me from above, he evaluates like an animal salivating ready to eat its prey, I'm the prey.

I see him start to get rid of his clothes as his muscles contract with each movement, completely naked he holds his penis and begins to masturbate, my eyes admire that rare landscape. Without waiting for more Nick lays his body over mine and brushes his cock across every wet slit, I feel him aim at the entrance, without further ado he buries his hard and powerful member in my vaccine separating all my flesh. A loud satisfying groan escapes my lips and I throw my head back, Nick spreads my legs wider and adjusts my position, his face buries into my neck and starts to move inside me, he glides easily in rhythms of back and forth, chaste and tender kisses are deposited on my skin causing shivers and release sighs from my mouth.

— I know you don't accept me for the life I lead, but I know you love me, your body reveals what your mouth doesn't say, go my angel, say you're mine.

Nick lifts his face and touches his forehead to mine, he doesn't stop moving, he continues to penetrate me hard and powerful, leaving me more surrendered to his arms. Yes, he's right, but I'll never tell him that, now I have a baby who depends on me, I know that next to him, I won't have an exemplary father, I see how Erick is spoiled and manipulated by him to make up for his absence.

— I don't love you, I despise you, since the day I met you my life has become hell, you should understand that I don't love you, that I don't want you, accept the end, Ross.

With those words loaded with lies and a little hate I see his eyes convey anger and frustration, he takes my lips and crushes them violently, he squeezes me in his arms and increases the thrusts trying to cause me pain, but no, I'm sorry, too much on the contrary, my legs shake and go into an explosion tearing my being with a strong and intense orgasm. I moaned against his lips and tightened my hands around his body, I grabbed him and scratched his skin with my nails, I hear his muffled and hoarse moan, he breaks our kiss and stares at me while increasing his thrusts.

The bed comes out of place due to the extreme power he throws himself inside me, his balls hit against my intimacy, and he collides making an exciting noise, I see his hair disheveled and falling on his forehead, his muscles contract and the sweat glistens his body with help from the moon that surpass the large windows of the room. Nick moans louder and soon, I feel his penis throb and drip his semen inside my vagina, he curses and curses next to my ear, I feel a sense of power for seeing him so surrendered and submissive at that moment while he cums because of me, he is weakened by the orgasm, this will help me a lot in trying to manipulate him in the future.

After enjoying his body is thrown to the side of the mattress and pulls me hugging my body, I hear his panting and irregular breathing return to normal, I was quiet and silent afraid of what comes next. His body moves and moves away from mine, I'm apprehensive, at that moment I scolded myself for having spoken those harsh and hateful words to him. Nick grabs my arm and makes me face him, his flaming and intimidating eyes make me scared, soon, I hear his scary and husky voice utter words showing to be a problematic obsessive.

— I don't care what you feel about me, whether it's love or not, I hope it's love, so you'll accept it at once that you're mine now and that you'll stay by my side, you're mine and accept that at once for all it will be better, understand?

— Yes....

— Perfect, now spread those legs, the night has just begun.