Chapter 233 - I Will Not Hurt You - meters
Arnold
My biological alarm clock went off, and the blessed habit of needing to pee at six in the morning on the dot, along with the morning erection, didn’t help me lie face down. As I moved, I realized I wasn’t hugging a pillow. That’s when the memories came back; I had fallen asleep hugging Lupe.
I opened my eyes, and there she was, the Little Frog. I hadn’t turned on the air conditioning last night, so we slept with the fan. In addition to my natural morning erection, it got even harder seeing that caramel-colored mermaid in my bed. I was already obsessed with the young girl, and now, who could stand me? I’d end up jerking off.
I moved closer; she always smelled the same, a mix of almond and flowers. She always smelled fresh, her scent was refreshing. I sprang out of bed like a spring, took my first pee of the day. It was very early, and I had a strong urge for her to get ready in my room.
It never crossed my mind that the first woman to sleep in this bed, in my brothers’ and Inés’s house, which was sacred to me, would be none other than the Little Frog and without having sex. "I needed to talk to her mom," I said as I opened the door and spoke of the devil.
"Good morning," she said, handing me Lupe’s clothes.
"Good morning, and I want to clarify, nothing happened, Mrs. Carmela."
"Always be honest with her. My daughter values the truth, no matter how hard it is. Regarding my daughter’s private life, it’s hers. We did our job of raising her well, to be honest and hardworking. Just tell her if she can or cannot hope for something with you. Don’t play games. You’re not my favorite, not because of what you are, but because of your womanizing ways, something I don’t see in the other bosses. But you can’t control the heart, and Lupe had her eyes on you since she first saw you."
"I see where Lupe gets her honesty from."
"With the truth, you always know where you stand. My way of thinking isn’t the same as my husband’s. He likes you and doesn’t know his beloved daughter didn’t sleep at home. I told him she came early to the ranch to get ready with the ladies. I have no idea what this situation leaves me in."
"Thank you, she knows my way of thinking."
"Yes, sometimes you have to learn the hard way. As a mother, I will always be there to support her when you hurt her."
"Wow, I see I’m not welcome as a son-in-law."
"Not if you don’t change at all, young man. But I will never disrespect you or speak ill of you behind your back, as you can see. I hope I’ve raised my daughter well enough to know when to walk away with dignity if you screw up."
"If that happens, I’ll beat you with a stick!"
That was Inés, my shameless old lady, opening the door. Lupe was still asleep in my bed, looking beautiful, that caramel-colored mermaid.
"We'll talk later, young man. Because of the wedding rush, the priest said he would hold the baptism mass at ten. Vero and Roland must still be asleep, or so we think, with the babies, who knows."
"I hope I’ve been clear, young man," Mrs. Carmela said.
"I’ll call them for breakfast."
The two women left. I had Lupe’s dress and a toiletry bag with her things. I closed the door. It was still very early. I left the things on the dresser, turned on the air conditioning, and lay down next to my mermaid. I put my arm around her waist, knowing she had amazing hips made my dick hard. "The North Pole water is freezing," I told myself, but that psychology didn’t work.
I brought my nose to her neck, and that scent started to put me to sleep. It was the best feeling of comfort and tranquility. I had her in my arms. She didn’t go anywhere; she stayed with me. I was falling asleep when I felt her move, and having her so close, her butt brushed against my sensitive dick. She moved again. I couldn’t take it. I squeezed her hip where there was plenty of flesh to grab.
"Little Frog, if you move again and brush your butt against me, I’ll think you’re teasing me." When I looked at her, I saw her blush. She pulled away a bit and covered her mouth.
"What! Do you wake up with dragon breath?"
She blushed even more. She made a move to get up, but I didn't want to let her go, so I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back to my chest.
"Arnold!"
"If you don't move, there won't be any problems."
"It's uncomfortable feeling that thing against my butt."
Those words made my erection even harder. I kissed her neck, and her skin bristled. What her mother had told me pleased me; since she first saw me, she had her eyes on me, and last night she confessed her jealousy. The times she ratted me out to Inés were because of her jealousy; that's where the nickname "Little Frog" came from, as she was a tattletale, but since she was a girl, I called her that.
"We could be playing right now."
The damned girl, turning around to face me, brushed against the tip of my erection again on purpose.
"You know my stance on that."
Those beautiful brown eyes were shining. If I didn't want to hurt her before, now that I knew who my father was, even less. We weren't talking about just any mafia; it was the damn Russian mafia.
"Can I ask?" I shook my head.
She nodded, turned on her back, looking at the ceiling, and her nipples were erect, which didn't help.
"Having you in my bed doesn't help my erection go down."
"Such subtlety, I'm leaving, I need to get ready to hold my prince."
"Poopy. Don't forget how much those boss's babies poop."
"All babies poop, do you think yours would do it with air fresheners?" I laughed at her comment, and after a while, she did too.
"I'll shower first."
"I'm leaving now."
"Your clothes are here, Lupe, your mom brought them. She said not to hurt you, that she doesn't like me very much. She also said how hopelessly in love you are since you arrived, that your eyes were dazzled by my beauty." I got on top of her; she was red, and I wanted to bite those breasts.
"She told me to be honest with you, and the truth is; I won't hurt you, I like women, and I don't plan to change that, for now." She showed no expression; I didn't know whether to admire her or be angry at her cold attitude.
"Thank you for last night. I won't speak of it again, but thank you. And you're a temptation, Little Frog. I'll shower first."
I got out of bed, and the pants I wore to the wedding were way too tight. I had to masturbate, unbelievable, but I didn't have a woman nearby to satisfy me, and just closing my eyes, those erect nipples under the silk fabric... I was fourteen again. Once I finished, I grabbed the towel and left the bathroom. She was standing by the window, looking out; she was a temptation, and she still had a young girl's body, untouched by anyone.
"Can I borrow a towel?"
"There are several in the bathroom." She smiled when she saw me.
"Thanks."
As soon as she closed the door, I went to the big closet and picked out my outfit. I had to wear white. The groomsmen would be in guayabera shirts. Today, the party would have vallenato, mariachi, and gaita music, and it was going to be a blast.
After getting dressed, I noticed the bed was made. She was the first woman to sleep in my bed and make it. In fact, the apartment we lived in looked spotless. I put on my watch, applied some cologne, and now I smelled good. She came out in a towel.
"Nice legs."
"Drop the sarcasm. You've seen me naked, but you need to leave; I need to get ready." I nodded, took her hand, and sat her on the couch. I knelt down and tried to speak.
"Arnold, no one will know what happened here, and it doesn't matter. Now I'm just one of the women who sleep with you."
"I don't want people to talk badly about you."
"Who cares? You and I know the truth. Rest assured, from my mouth, nothing will come out besides the two of us knowing you look very tender when you're vulnerable. And based on what you said when I woke up, you're back to being that silly boy." She raised her hand and caressed my face. "Arnold, couldn't you try... I'm not lowering myself, but I'd like to know. Could you try to stay with just one woman?"
"I might, but it won't be with you, Guadalupe." She blushed. "I won't do that to you, not to you." I kissed her forehead and left the room.