Authors: Bonnie S. Mata
She lay submissively on her back, taking everything he had to give her. She met his every thrust, as her passion built inside her.
“
I love your cunt,
”
he ground out
,
riding her harder.
He picked up the pace pumping, and plunging his cock in and out of her, in fast and deep strokes. “The sound of your wet pussy suctioning me, on my every outstroke is driving me insane. Listen to the sound of your juicy pussy, Celina.” He growled, shutting his eyes, as he continued to sink his stiff cock inside of her, over and over.
She lay on the bed whimpering and moaning.
“This is my pussy and no one else’s. Right, Celina?” he growled. “All mine.” He mounted her extremely hard for the first time, branding her pussy with possessive strokes. “Because I will only drain my seed inside you, if you are mine.”
Gasping for breath she replied, “Yes.” She instinctively wrapped her legs tighter to his hips. She was trying to hold on to him, as he took her harder, thrusting in and out of her in animalistic strokes.
“Tell me again. I want to hear you, again,” he demanded.
She then shouted, “My pussy is all yours, Pancho. I’m all yours.” Her head was thrashing back and forth from his forceful thrusts.
He spanked her rear hard, and said, “That’s my girl.”
She screamed from the hard slap, and said, “You can fuck me whenever you want. You can command my every move.”
Celina added more wood to the burning fire he had inside him, when he heard her give herself away to him. His nostrils flared, and he paused for a moment.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, panting.
“Nothing’s wrong. I just want to feel more of you.” He gave her a seductive grin. He threw her legs over his shoulders, and brought her closer to him. He then plunged into her in a long, smooth stroke.
“Ah. Oh, yes,
papi
. I feel more of you.” She tossed her hands back, grabbing the headboard, and moaned in pure satisfaction.
He clenched his jaw, as he fucked her hard, rotating his hips with deep strokes. The sound of her flesh suctioning him back in, was echoing throughout the room along with the sound of her moaning.
“
Ay
, please don’t stop. Fuck me. Fuck me, Pancho.” The friction on her clit, in this position was too intense.
Her heart was thumping like crazy
and could feel herself climaxing. Pleasure that went beyond pleasure, was bordering on agony of sensations.
The sound of her voice, dazed and thick with the pleasure he was giving her, sent him over the edge. His muscles tensed, as he possessively fucked her, repeatedly sinking in, and out of her slick, wet pussy. He had to clench his teeth, to fight his release, but that wasn’t working with the furious strokes she had begged for. He continued to slam against her, burying his cock inside her with blinding force, harder, and harder, until he heard her wail, and felt her pussy tightening around his cock.
“Oh God, Pancho!” she screamed. When the orgasm hit, it was like a cataclysm. It raced through her, shattering with
sensation,
and shuddering her body. Her muscles continued to tense, as he possessively fucked her.
“Ay mi
amor
.”
“Ah hell, I’m coming too,” he said hoarsely, as his cock flexed.
Her tight vagina convulsed, milking him of the heated spurts of his seed, inside her. She felt his cock jerk again, and felt each pulse of his release in the quaking depths of her vagina. “
Ay Corazon,
I can feel you spilling inside me. It’s an amazing feeling. Give me all of you, babe.” This pleasure left her sated, filled, and somehow, she knew that she irrevocably was bound to Pancho in a way that she never had been before with any other man. When she opened her eyes, she found him staring right back at hers with pure male dominance in his expression.
He then laid his
chin
on her chest, exhausted. He met her gaze, and as they looked at each other, they both said, “I love you.”
Surprised by each other’s words, they smiled at each other, and Pancho moved in to seal the moment with a passionate kiss.
Chapter
40
Big Surprise
Celina
stood in front of the bathroom mirror combing her long hair. “Oh this feels so good to wash and comb my hair. You see how we take things for granted in this life,” she spoke loudly to Pancho, who was still in the shower. “Oh babe, there’s our room service. I hear them knocking.” She set the comb down.
“What?” Screamed Pancho, with soap on his face.
She walked to the steaming shower, peeked in and said, “I said that room service is here. I’m going to let them in.” She pulled tightly on the belt robe.
“No wait. Let me get it.” He reached for the water knob.
“No! Take your time. I got this.” She gave him a kiss on his cheek.
He then pulled her in, and tried to kiss her a bit longer, but she pulled away screaming and giggling. “You got me wet!”
He screamed back. “Make sure that you are covered. I don’t want anyone seeing what is mine.”
She left the bathroom saying, “Yes, I know.”
Pancho finished rinsing off, stepped out, and began to dry himself. He yelled, wrapping the towel around his waist. “So, does the food look good?” He grabbed another towel to dry his hair. “I asked how the food looked? Did you hear me?” He opened the bathroom door, drying his face. “Why aren’t you answering?”
When he stepped out into the bedroom, he got the wind knocked out of him. Pancho realized that there was something wrong. Something or someone hit him hard in the gut, and he now laid in fetal position, with the towel on his face, obstructing his view.
Then he heard a familiar voice say, “Kick him in the balls. Kick him hard, you mustn’t let him get up!”
Pancho didn’t even have time to protect himself, when he felt a heavy boot come between his legs. “Mother fucker!” he screamed, in a high-pitched voice, through the loss of his breath, when he felt the blow to his testicles. He rolled on his back, when his abdominal muscles contracted in excruciating pain.
“You have until tomorrow, you
pinche
güey
. The big man wants the kid now.” He threw him a cell phone and it landed next to him. “I will call you tomorrow on this phone, with details for the exchange. You give me the boy, and I will give you Celina,” Rafael demanded.
Pancho managed to remove the towel from his face and searched the room for Celina. When he saw her, two men were holding her by her arms, and she had a big piece of duct tape over her mouth. He looked directly at her, and when they made eye contact, her eyes filled with tears.
Oh my poor Celina, mi
vida
, why couldn’t you wait for me to open that door?
Rafael noticed that Pancho was looking at Celina and took advantage of torturing Pancho with his emotions. He knew that Pancho could take a beating; as a SEAL they were tough as
nails. But Pancho now had a weakness that was beyond his control, and Rafael knew it. It was Celina.
He walked over to Celina, and skimmed his fingers over the white bathrobe she wore. “I’d love to kill her,” he told him vindictively. “Pop her head right off, just to get back at you for what you did to my place and her for not choosing to stay with me. But more, because… to get back at you. For your betrayal.” He then pulled on her robe belt, loosening it, then looked at Pancho, and winked at him. He turned to Celina, slipped his hand inside, and cupped one of her breasts. Rafael closed his eyes, and massaged her breast slowly, making soft moaning noises. “Yes, she’s a fine specimen, Pancho. He then lowered his head, and licked her nipple.
That was the last straw. “You fucker!” Pancho’s fingers curled into a fist, and fury spiked hard and hot inside him. His nostrils flared, as anger began to churn inside him. He was getting ready to retaliate.
Rafael turned and nodded to one of his goons. That nod meant to silence Pancho. So the goon kicked him in the balls again.
Pancho hadn’t expected it, since he was keeping his eye on Celina, when the jolt came between his legs again. Pancho yelled louder this time, curling tighter in a ball, as he rocked side to side.
The goon then kicked him, forcing him on his side, so he could watch Rafael slowly suck on Celina’s nipple. His tongue hovered over her breast, flickered his tongue around her pink peak. “She tastes like candy,
primo
.” He growled, “You know, I love candy.” And took her breast in his mouth, and sucked hard.
Tears rolled down Celina’s face like an open faucet.
Pancho laid on the floor, and in that moment, felt helpless. In all his training, and all his missions, he had never been in this predicament. Those assignments had all been professional, with no strings attached. He was at his lowest right now and even wanted to cry, as Rafael manhandled his woman, his beloved Celina. The blows to his balls did not hurt as much as what Rafael was doing right now to Celina, right before his eyes--and the other six men in the room.
Rafael released her breast from his mouth, and said, “Maybe I’ll fuck her right here for you to see.” He turned to see Pancho’s reaction.
It wouldn’t surprise him if Rafael did fuck her, because that was the style of the cartel. Pancho was taking deep slow breaths, trying to recover from the blows he took to his testicles. He was bringing himself into SEAL mode, trying to block Celina
out, trying to assess the situation and figure out how he was going to take all six armed men in the room, and Rafael, without getting Celina hurt.
Rafael could see that Pancho’s expression had changed. No more rage. No more reactions. He had a blank look to him. There was no sign of any emotion, and this made him a bit nervous, wondering what Pancho was up to. To test him some more, he lowered his hand between Celina’s legs, and stroked her pussy.
There was still no reaction from Pancho, even though he was dying inside. To actually see another man have his way with the woman of his dreams, the woman he loved. He had to think
like a SEAL, and not like a boyfriend in this moment, if they were going to get out of there alive. He just kept direct eye contact with Rafael. He was staring him down.
The piercing stare that Pancho gave Rafael made him uneasy. Even though Pancho wasn’t armed, he was still considered a dangerous person. So he ordered his men to back away from Pancho.
“
Aléjense
de
él
.
”
Now that Pancho had recovered, from having his balls kicked. Rafael knew that Pancho could,
at any moment, leap and take one of the high-powered rifles from his men, and use it on them. That’s why he had ordered his men to kick him in the balls. He knew that would be the only way they could keep him down, since his men were no match for Pancho.
Rafael looked at Celina, who had tears rolling down her cheeks. He fixed her robe, covering her exposed breasts, and said, “Don’t worry. If this guy really loves you, he will do what he is asked to.” He then turned to look at Pancho, “Right Pancho? Get the boy. The sooner the better, so you can be reunited with your woman. Unless, you have decided to give her to me?” He clapped his hands, ordering his men to leave the room.
“The girl goes with me in the Hummer,” he looked at the men who were holding her, then turned to look at Flaco, “Make sure you remind Pancho what he has to do.” He winked at Pancho
and then turned to Flaco
. “Give us some time to get away with the girl, okay?” he whispered to Flaco
, and left the room
.
Flaco did not go near Pancho, just stood from afar with his partner,
Chuy
, and said, “No clowning around again, Pancho. Rafael means it this time. You need to get the boy, and I suggest you start now,
puto
! I can tell you right now, the boss has the
hots
for your girl, ever since we took her to him. I can’t guarantee that he won’t fuck her, because I know that he does want to. God help you, if you really care for this girl. Call on that cell phone the moment you got the kid.” He started walking backward towards the door, with their rifles pointed at Pancho.
“I don’t know why you are so faithful to him, Flaco, if he is looking at replacing you,” Pancho shouted to him, getting ready to stand up.
He shook his head. “What are you talking about?”
“Ever since I got here, he’s been offering me your position.” Pancho straightened himself slowly, still feeling the pain in his groin.
With a confused look, he shouted back, “You’re just saying that. You’re playing tricks on me,
puto
.”
“No, I’m not. He wants my military training, to eliminate. To help him take on other bosses, and put him at the top, as the big man,
el
mero
chingón
drug lord of the Gulf Cartel.”
Flaco said nothing.
“Just think who’s doing
ALL
the dirty work. What has he done lately, if it hasn’t been you? He just kicks back and enjoys all the glory, and the money. And now that I come along, with my SEAL training, he thinks to himself that he doesn’t need you, if he has me. He told me, he wants me to be his second in command.”