Chapter 92 Alexandro's Revenge {7}
"Is it in?"
"No, not y...et," she moaned into my mouth, holding my head close as she poked her ass out.
I tried to guide my rod upwards, finding the exact solace in her hole but it slapped against her clit.
That elicited a gasp and a shudder from her.
Pleased with such effect, I grazed my finger tips across her cleft.
I watched her suck her lower lip as one of my hand captured her aching, protruded boob.
"Has it now?" I whispered, guiding my elongated shaft into her tightness.
She shuddered, willing herself to a pause. "Damn, Alexandro.. I don't want to come too soon," she said, holding my gaze.
"It must be so good," I voiced, watching myself drown in her eyes.
I captured the other breast, squeezed it gently then watched as she slowly buck on me.
That was powerful, she riding me. Letting her take full control of me was magnificent.
"Kiss me, Jacqueline. Don't just turn your face from me," I said.
She hummed, taking the invitation.
Her tongue sunk into my mouth, entwining round mine while seeking more from such a collision.
She had initiated the move on me, wrenching off my clothes wherever they flew.
How could she be this randy?
Yet, she just couldn't have enough of me.
"Fuck, Alex...," her voice trailed off as my mouth went for her breasts.
Her hips bucked rhythmically, grinding hard and fast, pure and raw, with great efficiency.
Suddenly, she froze - taking a deep breath while trying to be in control of the jerks overpowering her.
"What's it?" I opened my eyes, seeking hers as well.
She held my face, kissed me deeply then looked back into my eyes breathlessly.
"Are you done with me?" I asked her.
She shook her head in negation, "promise me something, Alexandro."
At a time like this? I thought to myself.
Now, what would she be asking of me, what wound her question be?
But I was too clouded to dwell on the consequences of giving replies to whatever questions she would ask of me.
"I promise," my lips reached upwards to plant a kiss, instead it was met by her index finger.
"You keep on emphasizing that you want to avenge your near-death. No one knows where Charles is, and Bruno would face trials for the murder of our own people. Let it go, live a normal fulfilled life. It would be better if no one know you're alive," she said to me.
"Jacqueline," I groaned, "let's not go over this again," I begged her.
And when she made attempt to say more words, I picked her up by the waist and threw her to the bed.
She shrieked in delight, her round boobs bouncing to the effect.
I cradled her legs apart, placed my massive frame in between them.
Dick in my hand, I shoved the length of it into her to avoid another one of her tantrums.
She whimpered and let out a loud moan.
"That's more like it," I praised, meshing our mouths together.
I didn't like her talking me out from what I intended to do. That was my goal.
Tell me, why else was I alive?
She wouldn't understand the severe pains that I had to endure, silent days where I wished it just had never happened - or the depressed, tortured days that hung me on a string.
No sight or word from Charlie, and with Bruno right in jail, Charlie simply did not care.
He had always been a selfish bastard cowered under the disguise of a doctor.
Tell me, how had he assumed such a role for such a very long time and I never suspected anything.
Jacqueline's moans conquered my thoughts, she turned and began to ride me faster than ever, drawing us both to a verge of rapture.
"Fuck, harder Alex, harder," her voice rang.
And I took my cue, giving her just the way her body wanted it and just the way she like it.
Why was I even recalling about our love making at a time like this?
I kicked the trolley towards Drew who was almost pulling the trigger.
Drew thrashed against it, and I turned to the other direction to escape but was met with the dark skinned agent, Jacqueline and Vinny.
"Who the hell is he?" The lady on braids swerved her gaze to Jacqueline.
Jacqueline was quiet until she took further steps towards me after pushing Vinny behind her.
I had a disguise on - dressed supposedly like Idris the cleaner: a mustache with long, thick dreadlocks.
Jacqueline's brows narrowed when she looked into my eyes. Quickly, I signaled to Vinny to leave - but he was too stubborn to make a move.
"Alexandro?" She called out in surprise, bringing my gaze back to her.
"Alexandro? The mafia king? Didn't he die?" The dark lady threw in.
The alarm went off signalling an intrusion in the technical room.
I made for a move, and someone pulled the trigger.
Everywhere fell silent.
What had just happened?
I looked down at myself hoping to see a trickle of blood coming from me.
Nothing.
I shot my head upwards.
"Vincenzo! Look at me," Jacqueline screamed, grabbing his saggy body.
"Hell, Drew, you shouldn't have pulled the trigger," Jacqueline shot a glare at Drew.
I made the move towards Vinny despite Drew's threats at me.
"Dad," Vinny called out to me, holding a hand close to his wounded abdomen.
All eyes fell on me.
What was going on here?
Pain coursed through my blood and halted at the base of my throat.
Antonio had warned me severely not to include the young lad, he was just fourteen.
But, Vinny was so happy to be around me, he wanted my approval to be called my son. I had pushed him away severally, hated the thought of him being my son.
But he was just a boy.
An innocent boy who only wanted my love.
A silent tear ran down my cheek.
Must innocent people die just at my expense?
To serve what purpose again?
I should have taken Antonio's advice.
Hell, I should have listened to Jacqueline!
"Dad, I'm okay," Vinny wheezed with an outstretched hand.
I took it, and a stunned Jacqueline let me hold his body.
"You're going to be alright, we'll get you to a safe place," I pulled him close, hoping my words would serve as a soothing balm.
"It doesn't hurt, dad," he tried to assure me.
But that only shredded my heart, I looked up to meet Jacqueline's piercing gaze. She was brushing a tear away while allowing us some family time.
"Dad, I'm glad to be with you," he tried a weak smile.
I hugged him close, "shhh, nothing will happen to you."
His eyes gradually fluttered to a close.
At the expense of my revenge, I wasn't sure Vinny would live.