“You could.”
“We just met.” She worried her lip between her teeth. “And you won’t claim anyone.”
I hiked my brow. “Why would you say that?”
“I heard it from the other girls.”
“Give me permission to fuck you. We’ll deal with the consequences later.”
“You have my permission.”
Thank you, Jesus. I captured her lips and kissed her passionately. Stealing the air from her lungs. Getting her worked up and ready for her first sexual experience. When she responded enthusiastically, I entered her in one firm thrust.
Silvia yelped and dug her nails into my shoulders.
“Are you okay? I can stop.”
“Don’t stop.” Her body moved under me like a sensual dance. She made me melt, though I’d never admit such a thing. Melting was for pussies.
We went at each other, kissing and touching, our tongues twisting and fighting for dominance. The build-up was incredible. My mouth ached for every part of her body.
The pressure I felt forming for an epic release made me see stars. I amped up my speed, fucking her fast and hard. She met me thrust for thrust.
She mewled. Arched her back and pressed her tits against my chest. I should have told her who I was, but it didn’t feel like the right time.
Maybe I didn’t because I might let her go.
Or subconsciously, I was getting my revenge on Miguel for what he did to my family. He had taken someone away from me, and now, I was taking his sister away from him.
No.
I wasn’t intentionally trying to hurt him. I felt something strong for Silvia and that was why I should’ve been straight with her.
Fuck, I screwed up even before anything got started.
“Jefe! Oh, my!” She panted, squeezing her eyes shut. “The pressure.”
“You’re going to come.” I slowed down to draw out her orgasm, hitting her G-spot firmly. “Open your eyes, baby. I want them on mine.”
She did as I asked and the emotion in her brown depths got me in the feels. Her hands lifted and she grabbed her head. Her pretty mouth opened, then soft, barely heard, moaning started. She was close and I was enjoying every second of watching her have her very first orgasm.
I rocked back and forth, pulling my cock in and out of her in a steady rhythm. I found it funny that I hadn’t had sex in bed like this since forever. I didn’t like how it was intimate. But I kind of liked it with Silvia.
Normally, I didn’t take my time during sex. I was more of a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am sort of guy. Quick fucks to achieve my goal: releasing tension.
As president, I could fuck with no strings attached. A perk bikers liked in a club. We had women ready to give us what we wanted, and we were happy to be on the receiving end.
I found myself giving Silvia my best every time we were together. I recognize it’d only been a day since we met. Still, I treated her differently from other chicks, and I didn’t even know why. Interesting, right?
“Please, Jefe,” she begged me in a beautiful agonizing way.
“What’s wrong, Chiquita? Do you want it to be over already?”
“No, I like what we’re doing. I just—”
I cut her off and hammered into her tender, virgin pussy. Three, two, one…
She shattered beneath me. The sight of her threw me off the cliff, and my release hit like a garbage truck.
