Page 16 of I'm So Mega
I picked Rio de Janeiro because it was beautiful, and I had some business I needed to handle for the enterprise. Ruth also loved the beach, and there were no better beaches than the ones out here. I didn’t have to lay anyone down, or at least that wasn’t the plan. I also wanted to get up with my homeboy Rafael. He was also an asset of Christianson Enterprises. We had plans to have dinner with Rafael and his wife, Ana, tonight.
I walked onto the balcony where Ruth was, wrapped my arms around her from behind, then kissed her neck. “You deserve to be everywhere, with your beautiful ass. You already know that there is nothing that I wouldn’t do for you.”
We were on the eighth floor of Copacabana Palace, facing the beach. When we got here yesterday, my baby was soconcerned about how much everything cost. I had never been a man who talked about the money that I had in the bank, but a nigga’s pockets were heavy.If I didn’t learn anything from the investment and money-wise classes that we were required to take. I learned how to invest in things that made money in my sleep. Generational wealth was what I was preparing my family for, so Ruth never had to worry about what we spent if she didn’t want to. Luckily, I married a rather frugal woman.
Ruth turned in my arms to face me. “Mega, have you ever fucked in Brazil?” It was like my dick had ears because it heard her loud and clear. Its response was a hard-on.
My eyebrow skipped up my forehead. I loved when she initiated sex with curse words. Ruth didn’t curse often, but she knew the right situation to cuss in. On my dick or about to be was the perfect time. “Shit, I’ve never fucked you here.”
I wanted to kick my own ass for answering the question like that. This honest to a fault thing was real. She gave me a small smile. “I’ll let you have that because I have the ring and the dick forever.”
“Bring your ass in here. I need to be in you.” She giggled when I grabbed her and flung her on my shoulder. I carried her over to the bed and threw her on it. She laughed when she bounced a little. “Here’s the plan for the rest of the day. Eat, pray, love.”
Her face etched with confusion. “What, Mega? Eat, pray, love, what does that mean?”
“I’m gonna eat the pussy, pray you can take this dick that I’m about to punish you with, then love on you before we take a nap after our shower and before dinner.” I moved to slide my hand under her dress to pull her panties down.
She grabbed both of my wrists. “Really, Megatron! Why are you like this, sir?”
“You’re gonna have to ask Big G that. Let’s see how nasty we can get and see if we can defile the hell out this marriage bed.” Sometimes I just said stuff that probably would do better left in my mind, but what fun would that be?
She giggled, but she didn’t stop my hands as they pulled down her panties. “There goes that pretty pussy. She’s already leakin’.”
I loved how turned on she was by me and vice versa. I grabbed the back of her thighs to lift her legs to get better access to that pretty pussy. Her body shivered when I licked her clit.
“Mega.” Her moan was low and a tad whiny, but I loved it. Her back lifted from the bed, and her hand went to the back of my head. “Right there, baby. I’m about to cum.”
Seconds later, she quenched my thirst. I learned in our sexual experiences that I couldn’t eat her pussy too much if I wanted to give my wife dick too. Her lil ass would tap out on the tongue. I lifted her dress as I kissed up her body. Ruth felt because her breasts weren’t huge that she didn’t have to wear a bra with certain shit. I didn’t like that.
I took her nipple into my mouth. She hissed when my teeth grazed her nipple then bit down gently. At the same time, I slid into her. It was my turn to hiss. Home . . . her pussy was home for my dick. “Fuck, baby. You better guard that birth control because this pussy is primed for a baby.”
The way she moved her hips under me drove me crazy. I found out some time ago that Fiona and Shandeli would give Ruth lessons on different things she could do to satisfy me. I wasn’t sure what those lessons entailed, but my dick and I were grateful. The first time she tried this pussy squeeze thing, I nutted way before I intended to. She made me feel like a whole bitch, and that was not what Big G had for my life.
Ruth sucked on my neck as I made love to her. We fucked last night when we got here, Today, I wanted that soft love. Forthe next half an hour, I ushered her into ecstasy several times. We both exploded together. After a shower, we rested before dinner.
Dinner With Friends. . .
“Rafael, it’s good to see you,” I greeted when Ruth and I arrived at the table. “Ana and Rafael, I want to introduce you to my wife, Ruth. Baby, Rafael has been rocking with me for over five years.”
Ana was a very beautiful woman, but I never openly acknowledged it. It wasn’t my place to speak on another man’s wife, as I didn’t expect him to openly acknowledge my wife’s beauty. He knew how I got down, and he wasn’t too far off from me.
In his deep accent, he greeted my wife. “Ruth, it is so nice to meet you. This man has told me and Ana a lot about you. The infamous woman to secure Megatron’s heart. Você finalmente está preso no amor, meu amigo (You’re finally stuck in love, my friend.).”
Like most natives in Brazil, Rafael and Ana spoke Portuguese. It was a beautiful language. “É um lugar em que eu não me importo de estar preso (It’s a place that I don’t mind being stuck in).”
Ruth’s head snapped in my direction. “Wait a minute. You speak Portuguese? Why don’t I know that?”
I tilted my head at her. “Love, do you speak Portuguese?” When she shook her head with tight eyes, I kissed her lips. “Then why would you need to know that I spoke the language.It’s not like we were going to have a conversation. I speak several languages.”
Ana laughed. “I felt the same way when I found out Rafael spoke languages other than Portuguese. He pretty much said the same thing. These men of ours.”
“What other languages do you speak?” Ruth asked. Here her nosy ass went. I loved that she was a seeker of information, but it was a double-edged sword.
We all sat down to allow the waitress to take our drink orders. Once she left the table, I answered her question. “I speak, as you know, English and Portuguese. I also speak Spanish, French, Arabic, Russian, and American Sign Language.”
The shock on her face was comical. I was a man of many hidden talents. The best thing that I could have ever done was join Christianson Enterprises. I would never have gained even a quarter of the skills that I learned anywhere else.
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