Chapter 398 - Delicious Morning - mdfour
Verónica
"Instead of figuring out how to discover what they do, you should earn the honor of knowing. You have disappointed me beyond belief, and it's not because of what you did but because of the underlying reasons. Every human being has a gift, and it is our duty to offer it to the right side. Answer me something, Dante."
"Ma'am." There was my wife, giving us a masterful lecture.
"If the police had caught you and in the chaos, Milena or Dayana had been harmed, how would you feel? Or if in the rush, you dragged and hurt Gregorio and Cristofer, how would you react? Do you know what it's like in a juvenile detention center?
"Some do well, others don't, but what is certain is that because of your personal desire to discover what you wanted, your cousins would be deprived of the comforts of their home, a hot and delicious meal, the comfort of their bed and studies, and you would have broken your aunts' hearts.
"That's what a leader must see before their personal interest. This goes for both of you. In a week, I want you to tell me what you learned from all this after finishing painting the fence, and take the time to find out what your father does. See you tomorrow."
Roland's hand on my chest made me smile, we had only slept four hours, and since our kids are grown, I don't have to wake them up for school.
"Is Jacinto taking them to school?" he whispered in my ear.
"Last night, well, early this morning, I asked him to do it." I turned around, and we were face to face. Is it possible to love someone more each day? "Did you scold them?"
"No, I'll talk to them. With what moral authority would I tell them what they did was wrong? That's why I passed the ball to you, you're the angel of my life."
"You're their father, which is why I'm the ogre of the family, you always leave the scolding to me."
"I've punished them too. Love, do you know what it's like to paint all the fences we have on our property?"
"They'll be paid, all the money Jacinto was going to spend on that job will go to them. Just imagining the consequences... God! Thank goodness the police didn't make any raids. What will you do with that money?"
"I'll suggest they donate it to the community kitchens of the parish we go to. But first, I'll talk to the parents of the winners."
"Is today the Brazil mission?"
My husband's hands began to roam my body with subtle caresses, sending waves to my belly with that gentle gesture.
"Yes. Today I'll be at the base all day, I'll be the eyes of the group, it's nothing major, no shooting, no bullets. Nothing like that, so stay calm. We'll support the raid of several brothels in different cities.
"Any asked for our help because there are many, and she needs someone to lead her team. There are eight in total, and they will be done simultaneously; Any, Cooper, Moore, and Simon will each lead a raid individually with agency personnel, the rest will be in teams of two."
"Has Moore settled in with you?"
"They're training him. Any is getting too old, as she says, Cooper is moving up to her position, and they need her left hand."
"I imagine they've already investigated him."
"We even know he likes cartoon socks." I burst into laughter. The caresses increased, he pulled me close, and I felt his morning erection. "Will you keep interrogating me, or will you pay attention to a cock that requires your services?"
"Isn't it too bold to ask the whore?"
"No, she is exclusive, and this week she has only been teasing me."
He commented near my neck, his hand slipped under my panties, his mouth attacked mine, and once again, I succumbed to the passion that overflows from my husband, I never tire of giving myself to him.
"I want your mouth licking my cock, Verónica."
It sounds so dirty, but I love when he talks to me this way. I started kissing his neck, slowly making my way downward. I could see a tent forming under the blanket because of his hardened erection.
I love my husband. I finally reached my destination and tasted him from the base, tracing his long and thick member, ending by savoring the tip. Then I took in as much as I could. I love doing it, tasting his shaft. Once I start, I don't stop. Sometimes he pulls me away to penetrate me.
But this time he didn't. I delighted in licking from his testicles to the smooth tip of his glans. He had tensed up, a sign that he was about to ejaculate. I pulled away and climbed on top of him, lowering myself slowly and starting to move.
"Are you satisfied, sir?"
"You're incredible."
He sat up, and I continued riding his delicious penis. His hands began to press down to create more friction and penetrate harder while I kept moving. His mouth bit one of my nipples, and one of his hands started circling my clitoris while the other took control of my anal opening, making me euphoric.
"Together, beautiful."
His voice was a command. My body responded to its master. He bit down harder on my nipple with his teeth and tongue. One of his fingers entered my anus, and the other didn't stop its dancing movements. I moved up and down, caressing his shaft with my vaginal walls until we screamed, succumbing to our ecstasy, naked and sweaty skin merging in an endless embrace, where each of us rested on the other, calming our convulsions.
"I love you, Veronica."
"And I adore you, Roland." We looked at each other.
"Don't get off. It feels so damn good to be inside you."
"We have obligations."
"I still have a few years left on my sentence. I promise, once I can get out, we'll take a year off to travel, my love. I'm sorry for keeping you locked up."
"All this time by your side has been wonderful. Now let's go take a shower."
"And have a quickie under the water?"
"You're insatiable." I heard him laugh. "When you're sixty, I hope you can still get it up."
"That's what my tongue and fingers are for..." I covered his mouth.
After breakfast, Roland locked himself in the office. I wouldn't see him for many hours, but at least I sent him off well-fed, with lunch, snacks, and several treats. He would be alone, watching over his team.
The hours passed, and my kids came home from school. Liam was the first to run to me every time he arrived, wanting a hug and a kiss on the forehead.
"Mom, can we practice the salsa dance extra today?"
He adjusted his glasses. That habit we couldn't break; he didn't like contact lenses. Even so, my little one looked cute, already taller than me but smaller than his two older brothers.
"Of course, my love."
"We'll practice tonight." I frowned. "I'm going to help my brothers paint the fences."
"You're not grounded."
"I know."
Victoria came to greet me, followed by Enrique and Dante. Even if they were grounded, I wouldn't deny them my greetings, affection, kisses, and hugs. I am their mother, and I love them with my life. They already had their scolding and punishment; that didn't mean I would withhold my affection.
As I've always told them, and they know, even if they commit a serious offense in society, I will make them serve their sentence because I won't lift a finger to help them if they're guilty. But if they serve time in prison, I will visit them every week.
Any of my children, if they commit an offense, will have to pay for it, but they will never stop being my children. I told them that afternoon when all four of them, on that occasion, had pulled one of their many pranks. Roland showed them a real video of prisons, how they treat people, and what visitors have to go through, including the searches. I remember he told them, "If you love your mother, don't do anything that will land you in prison and force the woman who loves you most in life to be groped."