Page 15 of Bad Blood
“That’s all, for now. I’ve got my eye on you Gabriel. Some of my top customers have been randomly disappearing, and I can’t help but think you and your clients have something to do with it. I’ll see you around very soon I’m sure. Now, I would invite you to my wedding, but I prefer not to waste space and food on worthless pieces of shit like you. Even though I’d love to have you watch everything that was supposed to be yours one day, become mine.”
He drops money on the bar and stands up from the stool, smiling at me one last time, and I don’t give him the satisfaction of reacting or responding. If he thought he was going to bring any kind of emotions out of me, he was sadly mistaken. All those died the day I lost everything. He would soon know exactly how that feels.
I’ll let him go ahead and have his moment for now. I stare down at my phone when it vibrates in my hand. It’s my oldest brother Carlos, passing on a message about a new client. We had our own codes for things at this point. We’ve been in the killing game for a long time and Santiago was wrong. I’m nothing like him, because I killed men like him.
I never claimed to be a good guy, but I am nowhere near the monster he is. I will take joy when the day comes that I take him down. I know someone who wants to see him suffer a lot more than I do though and I promised him when this was all over, I would gladly deliver Santiago to him all wrapped up prettily in a bow.
My mind goes to Mateo as I stand up out of my chair, watching Santiago walk away. The fiancé he leaves alone to his own devices each night. He was so focused on his drug dealings, he didn’t notice someone wasn’t only moving in on his territory, they were moving on something else of his. That someone was me. I was always the two birds with one stone type of guy. I walk through the dancing crowd and out through the club doors into the cool night
Once in my car, I pull out of the parking lot in a rush, with only one destination in mind. A place I knew was too much of a risk to step in. Time to see just how guarded the Jeventino house is and just how easy it is for someone to slip right in. I always did pride myself in being quiet and quick on my feet.
Parking a distance away the way I had before, I step out of my car, hurrying to the spot I first asked him to meet me. It’s quiet except for the water running through the fountain. The house is dark except for a few porch lights, and there are only a few men patrolling the house. Not a single one near Mateo’s room. They seem to be distracted by an unexpected visitor at the front door, just like I hoped they would be. I carefully make my way to the back of the house, approaching the balcony that leads right into Mateo’s room. The doors are unlocked. I smile, “Such a careless move, Mateo.” Or maybe it’s an invitation. I get an unsettling sinking sensation in my stomach thinking about someone else sneaking in here instead of me. It wouldn’t be difficult. The room is dark except for a bit of the porch lights coming in through the windows. Mateo looks so peaceful and precious snuggled up on his side, arms wrapped around a pillow.
We are supposed to meet tomorrow, but he didn’t know yet. He never knew until it was happening. After the night I had, it couldn’t wait. I wasn’t sure if it was because I craved Mateo or because I craved revenge against Santiago. The way he spat and laughed in my face made my blood boil. In the end, I’m the one laughing at him. How can he be so blind? For someone who seems to know everything, he has yet to find out about what’s been happening between his fiancé and me. The thought has me smiling wide and vibrating with pleasure.
I slip in beside him, already becoming warm from the sheets and the heat radiating off his body. My smile widens as I trace my fingers along his side, loving the silkiness of his bare skin against my rough fingers. The edge of my thumb continues to move, past the sheets the more his body trembles. His eyes still remain shut as his lashes flutter against his cheeks.
I drag my fingers down his crease, slipping one between his ass cheeks and rubbing against his pucker, causing him to squirm in his sleep. Moving his face against the pillow, his expression relaxes, and his soft snores return. I slip out of the bed, watching the bed rise from my missing weight. I pull the belt from the loops of my pants, unbuttoning the front and letting them slide down my hips. My cock springs free, twitching at the touch of cold air, begging to be buried in Mateo’s warmth. The leather of my belt is smooth beneath my fingers as I form it into a cuff, slipping it over his wrists as I place them gently behind his back. He had already moved in the perfect position for me, on his belly, with his ass facing up.
My mouth waters when I set my eyes on the sheet hanging low off his hips, exposing the cleft of his ass. I yank my tie off my already unbuttoned shirt, slipping it over his closed eyes and tying it around his hair, letting the ends fall between his soft curls. He shifts again in his sleep, with a soft whine escaping his lips as I shove the gag in his mouth.
I guess tonight I’ll find out how heavy of a sleeper he is. I yank the sheet and blanket off his body, leaving him bare against the white cotton. He wiggles his bottom, moving his face against the pillow. His wrists tug against the cuff and I can see a surge of panic hit his body when he starts shifting side to side, moving his face against the blindfold and making sounds against the gag. I spread his legs apart, moving my body between them, pressing hand on the indent of his back. “Don’t worry,mi juguete, I got you.”
His body relaxes at the sound of my voice and his back arches against my hand. I run kisses up his back, licking and nipping at his soft skin. His moans come out around the gag in quiet murmurs. My mouth hovers over his ear. “You are so beautiful like this. I could do anything I want to you right now and there would be nothing you could do about it.”
His whines are pleading against the plastic and I release a low-deep chuckle, nipping at his ear. “Would you like that, my toy?”
He nods against the pillow, flexing his ass out against my groin, rubbing it over my hard cock. “Such a needy boy.” He goes still beneath my body, but as soon as I move, he pushes himself up further on his knees, forehead pressing down. Him spreading his legs further apart for me is all the invitation I need to bury my face between the fleshy globes of his ass, thrusting my tongue into his tight heat, tasting him again.
He pushes himself back further as I continue to fuck him with my tongue. More moaning forms around the gag and a part of me wishes it wasn’t there. A part of me wishes we were somewhere else where I could have him screaming my name so loud the neighbors would hear. I tug his cheeks further apart, thrusting my tongue in out before slipping a finger in beside it. He rocks himself back and forth on it needily. “You ready for more, my darling toy?”
He whines again, balling his fists together. I grab the condom from my pocket and pull out a bottle of lube from his drawer. His yelps at the coldness of my drenched fingers are muted against the gag. I move my digits in and out, until I’ve worked myself up to three. “I wanted to make sure you were really ready, sweetness, and you definitely are now. Your first time should be special after all.”
I line myself up with his hole, pressing my tip against his entrance, slowly pushing my way in. His body shudders once I’m fully in, inner walls clenching tightly against me. I move myself in and out a few times in a steady rhythm. Pulling all the way out, I slam back in, going deeper and harder.
Needing to see him more, I pull out of him completely, lying beside him. I grab his body, pulling it on top of me, sliding his ass over my cock, bucking my hips upward and I slide his hole down on my cock. His body trembles, pushing himself further down until I’m bottoming out. He bucks his hips forward, riding me harder, throwing his head back. His veins are bulging in his neck and sweat drips down his forehead. I move my hands up his hips, to slide up his shirt, and he shakes his head. I don’t keep going, but I make a note for later as to why he is so against having his shirt off in front of me. I buck my hips up again and his body shakes above me. I take his cock in my hands, stroking and tugging as he continues to ride me with his eyes closed. “That’s it little prince, take what you need from me. You feel so good, just like I knew you would.”
He felt too good. I could stay buried inside him forever if he let me. His ass clenches around my cock, as his cock juts in my hand, shooting spurts of cum. He moans against the gag, and continues to rock forward appearing fully sated. A few more thrusts of my hips has me coming inside the condom. I untie his hands, remove the gag and fall back on the bed. He falls beside me, and I swipe my tongue over his plump lips nearly forgetting about my no kissing rule. “Hi, sweetness.”
“Hi.” His voice is low and raspy, cheeks completely flushed.
I rub my thumbs against his cheeks. “I won’t be coming by for a while.”
“Why?”
“Because, it’s too risky and I have business to tend to. I shouldn’t have come here today at all.”
“Why did you then?”
“Because I had a sudden craving.”
15
Mateo
The way Gabriel takes complete control of my body sets my soul on fire, making me feel alive for the first time. I shouldn’t be so turned on by the way he came into my room and made me helpless in my own bed. But the very thought has me growing hard again. Maybe it’s not how I expected to lose my virginity, but I can’t imagine a better way. What started off as a throbbing pain quickly morphed into pleasure. I may have never had a cock up my ass before, but I’ve had plenty of toys up there. Ones I’m sure the maids have seen when they cleaned my room. When Juanita couldn’t make eye contact with me last time, I knew she had seen something she wasn’t supposed to. Gabriel’s eyes bore into mine and my hand slides up his chest, enjoying the way his heart beats against it. Almost as if it was beating for me.
He muttered the word sweetness from those luscious lips of his with a glimmer of lust in his eyes. It sends a rush through me, making every part of my skin tingle. My body is still radiating from his touches and from being fucked into a satisfying, hazy state. One I want to bask in for as long as I can. Only the moment ends when his eyes go distant and I’m face-to-face with his blank expression. “I better get going. You should shower. You smell like sweat and cum. I doubt you want to join your fiancé for brunch like that tomorrow.”
