You don't even know the meaning of words
"I'm sorry"
I'm believing it should be illegal
deceive a woman's heart
Illegal – Shakira
Diana
We drove through the city streets in a taxi, Theo had already tried asking but couldn't speak, the memories making their way towards the light, bringing up feelings too complex to handle aloud.
When the taxi turned the closest street to Ortega's territory, the soldier looked at me with wide eyes, my sister next to me, not understanding anything that was going on, I took the opportunity and took the money from the purse paying the driver in front of Diego Carlos's big mansion Ortega the quiet streets of the neighborhood hiding the dangers of the Mexican cartel at the point of division between the territories located near the border of Mexico, a place that Ortega, got thanks to my husband, with all the years of working for Stefano, he must know of one or two deals between the boss of the Cartel and the son of the Don, a risky bet and at the same time the best option after all, the business between the two was quite profitable.
We got out of the car and some men took a step forward, any indication that Cosa Nostra discovered this place would be the start of a war.
- What do you want? A newly initiated man stood in front of me, his hand over his holster exposed in a clear threat.
“Tell Ortega that Rosa is here.
Speaking my real name is too risky, not knowing if any of your men are passing information to Enrico, Katarina and Theo turned their faces, watching me from the side, I think holding back their curiosity.
As quickly as he appeared, the young man turned towards the entrance of the great mansion situated two blocks from the border with Mexico, close enough to home and yet within enemy territory enough to act. I have to admit that despite being a traitor Stefano was not stupid at all, and thanks to his intelligence I hope Ortega accepts the deal.
The metal gate started to open even before the boy came back, without any fear I walked inside looking over my shoulder to give them the guarantee that they would be safe by my side. Inside the huge, well-mowed lawn, the men stand side by side with large, heavy weapons, over their bulletproof vests.
Apparently Carlos hasn't changed a thing here other than having beefed up security, the glass doors to the entrance opened revealing the little maid Thalia smiling.
- They said you died girl - Opening her arms without any shame she hugged me sniffling hidden in my neck.
- I missed you too - I confessed in his ear.
I felt the hairs on my neck prickling, I didn't have to let go of the housekeeper's affection to know of her presence. The unmistakable scent of Carlos filling the room.
I looked up to see the tall man with the trimmed beard and short hair, sporting all of his tattoos running down his neck and covering his arms, wearing jeans loose around his waist and that worn white T-shirt. His eyes carrying the usual dark circles, his expression closed trying to unravel what happened.
I released Thalia ready to answer her questions.
“Pink.” Sighing, and taking two long steps forward, I felt my body shudder under his imposing presence.
He looked at me in a ferocity talking silently through his eyes, I opened a smile for him and in moments his hand found the back of my neck pulling my body against his in a ravishing kiss.
The familiar heat of his body taking all his troubles with it in his dominating kiss. I listened to the sighs without giving the slightest hold on the arms of the only man who treated me like a dignified woman, when his teeth pulled my lips in a slow bite I couldn't contain the low moan.
He smiled approvingly, in silent questioning.
"What are you waiting for, Ortega?" - I put my hand on his chest - Age is making you slow.
Our laughter filled the air, at the height of his 37 years Carlos Diego Ortega is a hot kid and maybe the only man I've trusted besides my brothers, his gaze fell over my shoulder on Theo and Katarina.
“Thalia, accommodate our guests, I need to explain to Rosa that age only makes things better. - Giving a smile full of white teeth and then showing off the piercing hidden on the tip of his tongue.
I was lifted in his arms without containing the joy and laughter my legs wrapped around his defined waist, trapped in his hot body, in my little refuge in the middle of hell, feeling his slow caress on my back lighting my whole body during the ascent of the stairs. stairs to your room.
As the door closed, I took in the large room with large windows overlooking the territory between Arizona and now boasting a huge fence on the border with Mexico.
I turned to the handsome man with brown eyes and dark hair, his tanned skin glowing, not holding back my smile, I started to undress, wishing I had it all again, wanting to have a moment in paradise, the tension in the room building. His smile faded and even though the fear in the back of my mind resonated that the marks would erase his desire for me, Carlos ended the distance by kissing the starting point of the scar on my shoulder.
I sighed with the recognition of his body, his hands coming down and grabbing my thighs, raising my body to be at the level of his mouth, our eyes talking much more than one day we could live, his nose started a caress between my neck and chin .
I gripped her short hair at the nape of her neck pulling her mouth back to mine, feeling my breasts hard against her strong body, my center quivering with anticipation.
Falling into bed with only his jeans on, Carlos took off his shirt, showing his perfect torso. treat like a real woman under your arms.
Unbuttoning my pants, sporting a hard-on under my black boxers increasing my desire to an absurd level, I sat on the edge of the bed, hoping to grab his hip, his hands knocking me back onto the bed, tugging at my jeans. Her sigh of satisfaction on top of her panties, eliciting a squeal of surprise as she ripped her panties off.
His callused fingers worked their way up my calves to mid-thigh, spreading my legs apart. The throbbing increased desire, blowing over my soaking pussy, I propped myself up on my elbows to watch the expression of satisfaction at having conquered my desire.
“Always so ready for me, Beatrice.” With no time to respond, his mouth attacked my pussy the way he kissed my mouth.
The sounds filling the room, bringing up the realization of my moans of pleasure, I rolled my eyes with his tongue moving up and down, stopping at my clit and sucking with perfection. Two fingers penetrating and finding the spot that makes me see stars shining, swirling my tongue again to repeat the movement using the piercing to press the spot until I cry out, moving up my body with his kisses without taking his fingers from me.
I grabbed his strong arm trying to get some support, the cretin grin flashing ready to take what he wanted.
Coming back to my senses, I pushed into his chest.
- The condom, you son of a bitch - I said desperate to feel him inside me.
Her laughter filled the room as she turned around pulling a drawer out of the bedside cabinet, tossing a packet of condoms onto the bed.
"Are you sure, Rose?"
— Of what?
“My seeds like to fill you with fruit. - Smile
— What an idiotic phrase Carlos — I laughed — You're not going to get me pregnant this time.
I punctuated feeling the smile fade noticing the change, his mouth came against mine, the hard, tattooed chest brushing against my breasts. Moving away to tear the package, I pushed him, taking the condom licking the tip of the soaked cock and finishing pulling his underwear down, I came back sucking the hot tip, unrolling the condom on his cock slowly.
“Sit that pussy on my cock Beatrice.” The horny roar hit my uterus.
His hands tugging at my hips, I lifted myself over his body, swinging my right leg to the other side, the Mexican's eyes devouring all of my exposed skin. In one sure move I lowered my hips, causing my flesh to open to receive the full thickness of him. Going down slowly wanting to enjoy every inch of filling my body, we sighed in contentment with our bodies satisfying each other, moving my hips in an eight, brushing the clit against his pelvis, the strength of his hands against my skin increasing the desire I threw my head back. back about to find orgasm.
I yelled angrily at Carlos for interrupting the movement and swapping our positions, his face charged with desire and grace for pissing me off.
- Did you miss having fun? - I hit her chest indignantly, being taken by her hot kiss.
His hips wedged between my thighs, and his left hand cupped my ass, exposing my body to his desire. Pushing in until it took my breath away, unable to release his arms trying to maintain lucidity, without any mercy, he took it off leaving only the tip and put it all in at once, pulling out a scream.
Tearing my cum between his kisses on my neck, the rhythmic movements filled with lust leaving the room hot. I reached up with my right hand, pulling his hair, watching the man's face contort with desire.
“I want more,” I said in a whisper.
The smirk on his face was the last straw for the hard, hard thrusts, his mouth descending to my left breast squeezing the nipple between his teeth, making my pussy quiver in anticipation, I rolled my eyes helplessly, needing some relief.