Chapter 138 - Playing? - Fars
Miguel
We arrived at Mrs. Veronica's room. She approached the crib she had bought for Isaac, but the baby wasn't there. I smiled, Ines must have him. She turned to face me while I positioned myself near the closed door.
"So, was this a jealous scene?"
"No, it wasn't that," I replied.
"Oh! It wasn't?"
She put her hands on her hips. With heels, she grew just a bit taller. She had a gorgeous body, and I had dreamed of doing a thousand things to her once I took off her clothes. Thinking like that made my dick grow, and I tensed up.
"Hasn't the nurse taken away your sexual desire?"
Shit! She noticed I was hard. It was obvious with these pants, and why deny it, I had four months of abstinence, and just thinking about a kiss with those full lips... it got even harder.
"Do you need help with something?"
Don't tempt the devil, Little One. But... she looked so beautiful in that cowgirl outfit, the jeans fitting tight around that delicious ass.
"Don't worry, I can sacrifice myself."
"Oh! Really?"
God, the sensual voice that came from that little mouth... I wanted her so much, imagining her pressed against my dick. We were starting a dangerous game.
"Don't tempt the devil."
I spoke in a low voice, almost a whisper. Let her press against me, Lord of everything, grant me a miracle!
"My height seems perfect for the moment, if I kneel, I'll be right in front of what's troubling you."
"Diana..."
I couldn't help it, just imagining it made my dick even more tense if that was possible. But all the blood went to my dick, and it needed attention.
"It's better to leave."
I managed to say, clinging to the last drop of reason, but that Little torment's hand grabbed my dick, and the sensation when she squeezed it was the fall of my last resistance. My breathing altered as she massaged my dick over the jeans. Our eyes connected, and I could swear she was enjoying the situation. And this strange feeling began to please me.
"Should I stop?"
She had the most sensual voice I had ever heard, and I had a long list for comparison. I shook my head, already surrendered to desire.
"Only if you want a punishment."
I said, my Little One wanted to play. That beautiful smile made me follow her like a dog.
"This time I don't want to be punished."
For the love of the divine, I loved this game. How did she do it? Without breaking eye contact, she undid the belt, then the button, lowered the zipper. That was the only sound in the room. Her beautiful face blushed, that mix of innocence and desire shattered all my barriers.
Maybe I was sick, I knew I was a pervert, but... the image of her hand on my member and seeing the satisfaction in her eyes from what she was doing. No way in hell she'd do this with anyone else! I had never been possessive, but with Diana, it was different. I felt possession. She belonged to me. My breathing intensified with the rhythm she set in the masturbation. I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation more, and I couldn't help but moan when the heat of her mouth enveloped me.
"Dianaaaa..." I moaned.
The image of my dick being sucked in that mouth, I couldn't help it, my hand clutched her head and pushed her deeper. She didn't complain, her tongue started wreaking havoc on my sanity, licking from the base to torturing the head of my glans. I didn't think I could hold out much longer, I was so pent up. I moaned louder when her tongue attacked my balls.
"Dianaaaa."
The little devil didn't slow down, on the contrary, she started sucking harder. I was screwed, I was going to explode in her mouth.
"Diana, I'm going to come, stop or..."
I tried to pull her away and failed. It was the fastest blowjob of my life and with more devastating consequences than I had ever experienced, either because of the strong feeling I had for her. Or maybe it was the four months of abstinence, or because she sucked like a goddess or the mix of those three sensations.
The truth was that I came in her mouth. I didn't want to open my eyes, my body felt light. When I looked at her, she was licking her lips. I couldn't help but smile, I wanted this for my whole life, that Little devilish look.
"You taste good. I hope this doesn't happen again, really, call your nurse. I won't have any more lapses of charity. Excuse me, I want to keep dancing."
"What?!" What was she up to now?
"It hurts, right?"
She left the room while I stayed, analyzing her comment, calming my breathing, and adjusting my dick, which was still out. Did she mean it? At that moment, I remembered the words I said to her in El Arenal and smiled.
"Oh! Vengeful Little One, you want to play... Fine!" I went to find her, catching up before she left the house. "I'm coming in!"
"Excuse me?" I lifted her and pinned her against the wall, her feet were about a foot off the ground.
"I accept your game," I repeated.
"I'm not playing."
"I think you are." I leaned in close to her ear and saw her skin prickle. "I'll always play with you," I said, looking into her eyes. "The only condition is that our game will last a lifetime."
"What?!" Her eyes sparkled, and in a second, I devoured her mouth and then pulled away, leaving her wanting more.
"You accept the only rule. We'll play together for life."
"Diana!"
Inés called her. We heard our child crying. I set Diana down, and she clung to the wall. She wasn't the only one whose chest was heaving. I kissed her forehead and stepped back a bit.
"My little torment, don't take long to give me your answer."
Her eyes were too bright, she couldn't hide it anymore. I loved this woman. I hoped she understood.
"Inés! We're at the exit." She had entered through the back door of the house. She arrived, and my wife picked up the child.
"I'll be right back."
"What's wrong, dear?"
"Mom, she tempted the devil," I replied.
"Now, of all the nicknames you have for me, should I add Torment?" She took Isaac, and I moved close to her ear again, causing her skin to prickle once more as I whispered.
"Yes, you are my beloved torment, my darling shorty, my beautiful Minions. Don't take long to give me your answer."
Before leaving, I gently bit her earlobe, and her skin prickled even more.
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Luisa
My brother had me on the verge of hysteria. If I could enter Colombia, I would have done it just to punch that Juan guy. Now I understood Simón a little better and saw that Miguel was also being a bit possessive with my sister-in-law. I had spent these days wearing sunglasses so Roland's jerk wouldn't see his wife. I was desperate for Blanco to arrive. Only two cities were left, and by the creator's request, his team would dismantle them.
I admit the second-in-command was very clever. Anyway, what Verónica said two days ago kept spinning in my head, and with each passing minute, I wanted to kiss Simón. I looked at the dance floor, where Verónica was dancing with Juan again. At that moment, my phone vibrated once more. I didn't even look at the message. I had already told him to stop bothering me! I had told him that his friends had kept the guy at bay, but being the jealous type, he didn't understand.
I walked toward the table where they were offering drinks. I was Colombian, but such events had never been my thing. I saw Miguel take the baby from Diana, and Simón interrupted their conversation. Who knows what excuse they used to take her away. Miguel handed the child to her, and at that moment, someone called Simón. I saw him walk away, then signal to his friend to leave. I was alarmed, but seeing them bump fists, I knew they had handed the baby to Vero to keep her from dancing.
"Did you see what those two did?" Diana offered me a Coke.
"It's obvious. They can't stand anyone being near Verónica." I couldn't help the jealousy in my voice. She shook her head as she looked at me.
"It's not like that. I've lived with them since they magically burst into my life, becoming my personal heroes. It's not male jealousy; they're just protecting Mr. Roland's love."
"Did you meet him?" She shook her head.
"Only through stories and photos. Inés orchestrated that move."
"Inés?" I smiled. "Aren't you jealous?"
"No, although in the first few days living in their house, I thought they were in love with her, but nothing could be further from the truth. It's true they care for each other, and Mr. Roland's absence brought them together in a strange way, more like sibling love. A lot happened in the first month and a half after his death."
"Can I know?"
She smiled. She was a short woman with a captivating, very pretty smile, and Miguel was in love with her.
"Accept Simón so you can be part of this family."
"Nice try," I smiled nervously.
"Luisa, I didn't know the boss of bosses. They just mention him a lot, and I even feel affection for him. I can only tell you, those two men are gentlemen, loyal, brave, and they protect what is theirs. I lacked many things, but since I arrived at that house, under Mrs. Vero's care, I have felt like family. Simón is a gentleman. They often say he's a one-woman man when he finds her. Don't be mad at him."
"Who said I was mad?"
"Right, it's not anger, it's jealousy. He doesn't look at Mrs. Vero the way he looks at you." My face turned red. "I like you."
"Are you going to get your son?"
"And let that trio."
I looked in the direction she pointed. Inés was talking to them without taking her eyes off Verónica.
"Annihilate me… No, my son will be the lifeline. I know from Mrs. Vero's own words that she doesn't know how to get that young man off her back." I smiled.
"Thanks for the clarification."