Chapter 30 #2
I sigh. “If you promise that you’ll see me as a friend and nothing more, and you stop flirting with me, and if Diablo is okay with it, then I’m okay with it. But if he’s not, then I’m not either.”
“That’s fair,” he says, “I can agree to that. Thank you, Beth.”
“Yeah whatever, just be grateful that you didn’t ruin his face, otherwise this conversation would have gone very differently.”
He chuckles and nods. “It won’t happen again, with Diablo anyway. I promise.”
I nod and he walks away, just as Angel finishes his conversation at the bar. He quickly makes his way over to the booth.
“Are you okay? What did he want?”
“I’ll tell you later,” I say, “take me upstairs?”
He smirks, looking sexy as hell.
“Anything you say, princess.”
Diablo
The rooms here aren’t as comfy as ours, but it will do for one night. I wrap my arms around Elizabeth from behind and hold her against me, kissing her neck .
“Uh uh,” she says, pulling away and stepping out of my embrace. “No kissing.”
“What?”
“I’ve heard about you from the other girls, I know what you like.”
“Elizabeth… what are you doing? Come on.”
“You’re so hot, Diablo.”
What the fuck? She never calls me Diablo when we’re alone, she’s even started calling me Angel in front of everyone else too.
She leans into me and whispers, “Play along.”
Oh shit…
“You wanna be a club girl tonight, princess?” She nods her head, a playful gleam in her eyes. “Then get on your knees.”
She lowers to the floor, licking her lips as she looks up at me through her lashes.
“You look so pretty like that. I can’t wait to see what you look like gagging on my cock.”
Her lips part and a moan escapes. Fuck, this is turning her on.
“Take it out,” I say.
She glances at my belt before reaching to undo it, unbuttoning my jeans and lowering my zipper. They fall and rest halfway down my thighs, my cock hard and straining against my boxers. She takes a moment to stare at it.
“I told you to take it out,” I say.
She pulls at my boxers, letting my cock spring free.
“You know what to do, princess.”
She tentatively licks the tip, keeping eye contact the entire time, but then stops. She sits back on her heels, opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue, just looking up at me .
“What are you waiting for? I thought you knew what I like.”
She nods but keeps her mouth open, waiting for me.
“You want me to take control? Need me to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours?”
She lets out a whimper, I’ve never heard her sound so desperate and needy… shit.
“You asked for it, princess.” I grip her hair, using it to angle her head towards me. “Tap my thigh three times if you wanna stop, okay?”
She nods as I thrust into her mouth, filling her with my cock, and I groan at how good it feels having her mouth around me.
I give her a moment to adjust, before easing out and thrusting back in again, all the way to the base.
She gags around me, but I hold myself there, pushing her head into me with my hand.
I release her again, waiting for her to take a breath before slamming back in, spit drips down her mouth and chin, so wet around me.
She maintains eye contact the whole time, even as tears form in her eyes and trail down her cheeks, it’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. But she never taps out, letting me fuck her mouth and use her, loving the way she sounds as she whimpers around my cock.
“Fuck, I’m gonna fill your mouth with my cum and you’re gonna swallow every drop. Do you understand me, princess?”
She nods as much as she can and hollows her cheeks, sucking me harder as I continue to thrust; it only takes a couple more and I’m spilling into her mouth and down her throat as I moan through my orgasm. I pull out, wiping the spit from around her mouth.
“Such a good girl, swallowing everything I gave you.”
She grins up at me. “That was hot! ”
“Yeah it fucking was, but can I please kiss you now?”
She laughs as I pull her to her feet and crush her mouth against mine. My jeans are still around my thighs so I shuffle us over to the bed, laughing at how ridiculous I feel, but eager to lie down so I can reciprocate.
“Now it’s your turn to fuck my face, princess.”
“It will be my pleasure.”
We’re both exhausted and thoroughly fucked as we lie in each other’s arms—her as little spoon while I’m curled around her from behind.
“Are you gonna tell me what Alejandro wanted?” I ask.
“Really? I just rode your face and fucked you and that’s who you’re thinking about right now?”
“I can’t help it, I wanna know.”
“I always thought Donovan was the gossip, but maybe it’s you.”
“I’m not a fucking gossip,” I say, giving her ass a slap for sassing me.
“Mm-hmm, sure you aren’t,” she says, wriggling her ass back into me. “Well, first he wanted to apologize for being an asshole.”
“Good, he owed you that.”
“Too right. Then he told me that he wants to transfer to Lobos Aulladores.”
“He wants to what?”
“Yup,” she says.
“He say why?”
“Wants to be part of a legitimate club, thinks it will help him find a relationship or something? ”
“Yeah, he said something like that to me when I was here last time.”
“He said he was going to ask for your vote, and ask El Jefe if he can transfer, but he also wanted to check that I was okay with it too. I told him that he’d have to promise to only see me as a friend, there’s to be no flirting whatsoever, and that I’d only be okay with it if you are.”
“Sounds like you handled it well,” I say.
“Hmm. What do you think you’ll say when he asks you?”
“I dunno.” I pause to think about it for a moment. “I guess as long as he follows those rules, I’d be okay with it. I can’t blame him for wanting to get away from illegal shit, and I can definitely understand why he wants to find a relationship like I’ve got.”
I nuzzle into her neck, tickling her and making her laugh.
“Oh my god, you’re going to rub it in his face every chance you get, aren’t you?”
“Hell yeah, I’ll give him the room next door so he has to listen to us.”
“You wouldn’t!”
“Believe me, I would. That time he flirted with you; I wanted to lay you down on top of his bike and eat your pussy till you screamed. Maybe I’ll make that a condition of him joining…”
“Possessive asshole,” she mutters.
“I heard that,” I chuckle, “besides, tell me you don’t love it.”
“Shut up!”
“Make me.”
She rolls over and pushes me back before straddling me, pinning me to the bed.
“It’s impossible to get you to shut up, even during sex. The only time you’re quiet is when I sit on your face. ”
“Sounds good to me, get up here, princess!”
The next morning goes smoothly; most of the ex-LAMC members are staying with Diablos Rojos to sort out their new working arrangement, so after saying our goodbyes we hit the road.
Long rides with Elizabeth on the back of my bike might be my new favorite thing…
except for fucking her… and going down on her…
okay so it’s in the top five. There’s something that just feels right about her body pressing against mine and her arms wrapped around me.
I think she enjoys riding alongside the guys too, I can feel her body shake when she chuckles as they signal and interact with us.
We split the trip in two by stopping for a quick lunch, but most of us are just eager to get home; El Jefe wants to spend as much time as possible with his wife at the moment, Slim wants to get back to his new house, and I want to get home so I can start to think about what’s next.
Now that the weight of the deal with my father is lifted, and everything is out in the open with Donovan, I’ve got no reason not to start making plans.
I can actually think about a future for me and Elizabeth.
I’ve never been in this position before, and it’s scary, but I think for the first time ever I’m excited about life, instead of just rolling with the hand I’ve been dealt and making the best of it.
I’ve got no idea what the future holds, but if I’ve got Elizabeth, my family, and my club, I know it’s gonna be good.