Tease Me (13 page)

Her eyes were vivid green, captivating and
wild at the same time. Her dark hair was pulled up in a messy bun
today. I wanted to rip the clip out and run my fingers through her
locks. She wasn’t wearing makeup, not that she needed it. She
looked so raw and real, I couldn’t help but find her absolutely
beautiful.

“
Wait,” she said, holding up
her hand. “You don’t talk about work, right? Do you even call it
that? Is being a drug cartel a job?” She shrugged. “I guess it
doesn’t matter.” She picked up a strawberry.

Her full lips surrounded it. She bit down. I
crossed the kitchen and grabbed her waist. Ellie’s eyes widened. I
picked her up and set her on the counter.

“
I never talk about work,” I
whispered. Then I pressed my lips to hers. They were soft, tasting
like strawberries. Instantly, I wanted more. I shoved my tongue in
her mouth, past her teeth until it touched hers. She kissed me
back, rough and passionate. She dropped the top of the strawberry
on the counter and wrapped her arms around me, leaning back and
sliding her ass toward my cock.

I could feel her warmth even through the
denim pants she had on. I leaned forward, bending her backward on
the counter. Her hands slid down me, and she moaned, drinking me
in.

Then her fingers graced the top of the Glock
that was tucked in the back of my pants. She hesitated. My heart
hammered.

“
You know,” she whispered,
taking my bottom lip between her teeth, “you should get a proper
holster for this.” She grasped the gun but didn’t pull it out.
“I’ve seen a few unfortunate accidents.” With a careful tug, she
pulled the gun from my pants. “These things don’t have
safeties.”

I didn’t move. I swallowed hard, realizing
that she was holding a loaded gun. I let out my breath and closed
my eyes, moving my head to lick her neck.

She shivered as my tongue ran along her
collarbone.

“
I would hate to see your
dick blown off,” she said, sliding one hand around and taking my
semi-hard shaft in her hand. She set the Glock on the counter,
spinning it so the barrel was pointed away from us.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “You’ve seen dicks
blown off?”

She linked her fingers with mine. “Okay,
maybe I haven’t seen it personally, but I’ve heard it. I had the
most boring job ever, remember? All I saw was a computer screen and
after-church traffic. But hey—things got kinda crazy on Christmas
and Easter.”

“
You did have a pathetic
life,” I said endearingly. “Working on holidays.”

She looked surprised. “You care about that
stuff?”

I raised an eyebrow. “Why wouldn’t I?”

She blinked several times
then shook her head. “I guess I don’t
really
know about you…or people like
you. Cartels, I mean. I only know one side, the business side. I
guess I forget you’re people too.”

Her unabashed honesty hit me. Family was
important to me. I worked so hard to uphold the family name after
all. My mother told me (over and over) that I needed a wife and
some children. As my father’s only son, it was up to me to continue
the family line.

I would never admit it to my
mother—hell, I barely admitted it to myself—that if I ever did have
children, I didn’t want them to live this life. I couldn’t
imagine
not
having
money. From time to time, my mind drifted to the piles of cash I
had stashed away. I had more than enough to sustain myself and any
children I might have for years past the end of my life.

“
What do you want to know?”
I asked.

“
Oh gosh,” she gushed.
“Everything. Did you always want to do this? Do you consider this a
career? What if you want out? Are you always in danger? What do you
do for insurance? Do you tell people who you are? And I mean
non-druggie people.”

I laughed. “You ask a lot of questions.” I
looked into Ellie’s eyes. She was genuinely curious. I usually got
annoyed or even pissed if someone asked personal questions. But I
didn’t think I could get annoyed with Ellie easily. There was
something so innocent about her that made me very forgiving.

“
I do consider this a
career. Yes, this line of work is very dangerous. I don’t tell
people who I am or what I do unless I have to.”

“
What if you want out?” she
asked again softly.

My eyes flicked to the floor. I shook my head
then looked back at her. “That’s not really a choice, Ellie.”

“
So you’re
stuck?”

“
Yes,” I admitted. I was. I
was in too deep to get out now. Fuck. She didn’t need to know this.
I pushed my shoulders back. “But I’m not complaining. Look around.
I live
very
comfortably.”

“
I can attest to that,” she
said and smiled.

“
I’m glad you can.” I kissed
her, harshly pressing my lips to hers and forcing her mouth open
with my tongue. When we broke for air, she was
squirming.

Ellie widened her legs and leaned in. My
thoughts shifted from family and the future to just getting my dick
wet. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her again. She
groaned, tugging at the button on my jeans.

“
Are you wet,
chica
?”

“
I am,” she said.

“
How wet?”

“
Dripping. I’m so wet for
you.”

I unbuttoned her pants. “Show me. Show me
your wet spot.”

Her body quivered, and she leaned back on the
counter, spreading her legs. She took my hand and pressed it to her
core. My cock pulsed. She was sopping. I licked my lips, looking at
the dark spot between her legs. She lifted her hips, ready for me
to pull her pants down.

Instead, I grabbed her thigh, roughly rubbing
my thumb over her clit. She tensed, reaching for me.

“
Do you want me to fuck
you?” I asked.

“
Yes. Please. I need it. I
need you. Inside me. Now.”

I pushed my hand up, spreading her legs. I
moved my mouth over her; I could almost taste her through the
fabric. I was so hard it hurt. Ellie’s legs tightened around my
neck. I nipped at her cunt, teeth pressing the denim against her
swollen mound. Her wetness increased.

“
Oh fuck!” she said and
unzipped her pants. “Fuck me now, Alejandro. Please! I need you
now!”

I smiled, eyes narrowing as if it was a
challenge. How long could I keep her on the brink? My dick ached to
be inside of her. Maybe the challenge was more how long could I
last with her on the brink?

I slowly inched her jeans down. Fuck. She
wasn’t wearing panties. She moved her hands over her breasts, down
her stomach, and onto her waist. She pushed her pants down, but I
held them there, only exposing half of her pussy.

“
Please,” she said, legs
curling around me. “Don’t…don’t make me wait,” she
panted.

“
You have to learn to be
patient,
chica
,” I
said, though I was running out of patience myself. If I rubbed
against her, I could blow my load in my pants. Fuck it. Right now,
that’s exactly what I wanted to do.

I stepped back. Ellie shot up, eyes full of
lust. I took her hand and pulled her off the counter.

“
Get on your knees,” I
instructed. She wetted her lips and obeyed, spreading her knees
apart as she knelt on the floor. She put her hands on my thighs and
unzipped my jeans. She inhaled sharply when she pulled my cock out.
I looked down at her, closing to jizzing in her face. She gazed at
my big dick with fear and admiration. Then she closed her eyes and
opened her mouth.

I grabbed her hair and shoved her head
forward. She took me in deep. Holy shit. Fucking her mouth was
almost as good as her tight pussy. My eyes closed. She sucked me
hard, moving her head back and forth so fast. I was about to come
when she stopped. Slowly, she moved her hand up my shaft, twisting
it almost painfully.

Then she flicked the tip with her tongue. I
shuddered. She took me in completely again, so deep my dick hit the
back of her throat. She gagged but kept going. One hand cupped my
balls, and the other moved in rhythm with her mouth. I looked down,
watching her head bob back and forth.

She moaned and let go of my balls to touch
herself.

“
You are sexy as hell,” I
said, watching her slip her fingers inside her jeans. Her body
twitched as she fought her own orgasm while she sucked me off. Her
head slowed, and she put her other hand on my thighs, bracing
herself as she finger-fucked her own pussy.

Her lips tightened around my cock as she
came, her scream muffled by my dick in her mouth. I took her head
in my hands and thrusted into her. She pitched forward, crippled by
her own orgasm. Only a second later, she reached up, pushing my
hands off her. She cupped by balls again and sucked hard, tongue
swirling around the tip of my dick.

My head went back, and I came hard into her
mouth. I put my hands on the counter behind Ellie, panting.

“
How was that?” she asked,
still on the floor.

“
Good,” I said shortly,
unable to catch my breath just yet. My dick was still pulsing. That
was the third time she’d made me come in less than twenty-four
hours. And it was still intense.

Who the fuck was she?

“
My turn,” she said
coyly.

I looked down at her. “You did yourself.
That’s enough.”

She narrowed her eyes. “Asshole. You will go
down on me.”

I raised an eyebrow. “I will?”

“
Yes,” she said sternly.
“Lick my pussy,” she ordered.

Fuck yeah. “What a bad, bad girl,” I
whispered. “Talking back to me. You need to be punished.”

Then I whirled around, yanking her pants off
and pushing her down on the kitchen floor. Her pussy was throbbing,
dripping wet and so sweet. Her mound was swollen. I could feel her
need; I knew how bad she wanted to be touched.

I ran my hand over her cunt. Fuck, she was
wet. She closed her eyes, panting already. I rubbed her then pulled
my hand back. She reached for me, eyebrows pushing together in
frustration.

“
Touch me, Alejandro. Make
me come.”

I forced her legs apart, pushing them onto
the floor. She was so flexible. “You need to be punished,” I
reminded her. I gently touched her clit with my fingertips. Then I
brought my hand back and smacked her.

She cried out. I smacked her pussy again. Her
scream turned into a moan.

“
Oh, Alejandro,” she
mumbled. “I’m so bad. Such a bad girl.”

“
You are. You’re a dirty
girl,” I said through clenched teeth. I flipped her over. Ellie
arched her back, sticking her ass in the air. I pushed up and
slapped her ass. Hard. So hard I left a red handprint.

“
Oh, stop!” she cried.
“Please, forgive me!”

I slapped her again. And again. If I hadn’t
just come, I would be exploding right now. My heart was racing. I
could feel myself hardening again. Ellie pushed herself up on her
elbows, looking back at me, drunk with lust.

Even though I had just come, I was getting
hard again. That was how fucking sexy Ellie was. I spread her ass
cheeks and slid my fingers over her hole. She winced away.

“
Don’t move,” I ordered. I
put my index finger over her asshole. She tensed and looked back at
me.

“
I’m scared it will hurt,”
she confessed.

“
Relax,” I told her. “I’ll
be gentle.”

She leaned over onto the floor, sticking her
ass into the air. I pushed myself up on my knees, cock at
half-mast. I circled my finger over her asshole and reached under
her with my other hand, stroking her.

She quivered and moaned. I brought my hand
up, spreading her warm juices to her ass. My fingers were slick. I
pressed my dick against her and slowly pushed my finger into her
asshole.

She tensed again. I pulled
my finger back. Knowing that I was doing something Ellie didn’t
like wasn’t pleasurable to me. I shook my head and put my hand on
her waist. I wanted to please her, to make
everything
feel good.

She started to sit up. I reached over,
putting my hand on her head and shoving her back down. Then I
pushed forward and stuck my now-hard cock into her cunt. She cried
out in pleasure.

I pumped back and forth only a few times
before she came. I wrapped my arm around her, flicking my
fingertips against her clit to draw out her orgasm.

Her body contracted, the pleasure was so
intense. She screamed, arms giving out. I caught her right before
she hit the floor. She wiggled against me.

“
Too much, too much,” she
cried, pushing my hand away from her pussy. “Too…ohhh!”

Another orgasm rippled through her. I hadn’t
come again yet. It would take me longer since I had just blown a
load. I held her against me, thrusting in and out, in and out.
Ellie was shaking and gasping for air.

I slid my hands under her shirt, pressing my
palms over her nipples. Fuck, she was sexy. I felt my balls
tighten. I closed my eyes and gripped her tit firmly in my hand. I
bent my head down, biting her neck. I pumped my dick faster.

Then I came, body shuddering. I fell forward,
rolling over and pulling Ellie onto me. She was panting, eyes
closed and body twitching with pleasure. She rested against me, and
I held onto her, my dick still pulsing.

We lay on the floor, tangled together, unable
to move. My arms felt weak when I reached up to brush her hair
back.