Ángel

19]Stick to hookers

There's no time for me to answer him, Lorenzo's lips crash into mine instantly. I should want to pull away, but I don't. Instead, my arms wrap around his neck to deepen the kiss, Lorenzo grazes his tongue against my lips like they are asking for permission and I part my lips slightly, giving it to him. A sigh escapes from me as his tongue slides into my mouth, claiming it. He taste just like whiskey. Each kiss grows more and more passionate, both of us are running out of breath, but we refuse to stop. All I can feel is the pleasure controlling my body, the rapid pace of my heart and his lips on mine, right now, nothing else matters to me.

Suddenly his mouth leaves mine, he nips and sucks the skin all the way down my neck and to my breasts. Though as soon as I let out a moan, Lorenzo pulls away; his eyes bore into mine, full of lust.

"If I fuck you, don't expect anything from me after." I know that's a warning. I should listen to him and end this now , but the words leave before I can stop myself.

"Trust me Lucifer, that won't be a problem." I bring my lips back onto his, this time leaving him no time to respond to me.

Be careful Lea, don't let it happen to you again.

Lorenzo brings his arms to the back of my thighs, placing my legs around his waist as he carries me out of the pool. I have no idea where he is taking us, my thought are consumed by the taste of his mouth and how good this feels already.

At some point we entered a bedroom. When? I don't know. I don't care.

Hastily, Lorenzo lies me down on  the bed before quickly climbing on top. His hands reach the strings on my bikini and waste no time in removing the material. within seconds I'm laying naked in front of him. His pupils are so dilated that his eyes are almost black and I'm sure mine are exactly the same, the amount of want consuming him urges me to pull off his swimming trunks. I can feel the shock on my face by the size of him, Lorenzo chuckles, clearly amused by my reaction.

"Shit, you weren't kidding." I reach down and take him in my hand.

"It is real, ángel. All nine inches of it." He whispers in my ear. It's not quite nine inches, but it's definitely huge. He kisses his way down my neck, somehow making it feel even better. When I start pumping, Lorenzo moans into my neck and the sensation that it creates causes me to moan as well.

And that was it.

Neither of us could take it anymore.

Lorenzo reaches in the draw of the bedside table - that I didn't even realise was there - quickly finding a condom.

I'm not even going to ask how he knew they would be there.

He opens the foil packet with his teeth, taking the condom and rolling it on his dick before pushing it inside me. We both moan when he enters me, savouring the feeling. This is most definitely not my first time, but the size of him leaves a slight sting. Without warning, he pulls out then thrust back into me, harsh but fills me with pleasure.

More and more moans escape our mouths as he continues to thrust into me.

"Fuck Lea, you're so tight." His voice is hoarse and strained, the way he said my name adds to the pleasure coursing through my body.

"Oh my...Lorenzo." I moan again, pressure builds in my core, I'm close.

"Not yet ángel. Hold it."

Easier said than done Lucifer.

I wan't to let go and relive the pressure but at the same time I don't want this to end. The pressure builds more and more with every thrust, a gasp and bite my lip to try and contain myself. 

"Jesus Lea, don't do that." Lorenzo growls. It takes everything in me to not come right now.

"Lorenzo." I plead for release.

"Not yet ángel," He grunts, thrusting deeper. And that's it, I can't control it any longer, that one deep thrust pushed me over the edge.

"Fuck Lorenzo." I moan, with one last thrust Lorenzo groans then falls on top of me panting as he releases into the condom.

We just lay here on the bed, catching our breathes as we return back to reality.

Suddenly, Lorenzo rolls off of me. He gets up from the bed and slides his swimming trunk back on after removing the condom. Leaning on my elbows behind me, I watch him collect his stuff. He doesn't even look at me, or acknowledge me. It's as if I'm not even here.

What the fuck.

"Are you okay?" I ask confused.

He grumbles something that I can't hear, still not looking at me.

"What." I ask again, wrapping the sheets around me and getting up. He runs his hand through his hair, before turning to me, frustrated.

"I said I'm fine." He growls.

"Geez, are you always this pissed off after sex?" Seriously, what's his problem?

"What do you want me to say Lea?" He yells. I've never met anyone this anger after sex, but I sure as hell won't put up with it.

"Ok, first of all you are not going to take your shitty attitude out on me, engender and second of all I don't know why you're so pissed off anyways considering we just fucked?"(understand) I shout back.

"God, I'm going to stick to hookers from now on, they can keep their bitch mouth shut!" He yells again, even louder.

"Then stick to hookers. This is who I am Lorenzo and if you can't deal with that then you can fuck off!" I shout louder and louder and louder, the anger almost completely consuming me.

"You we're just an experiment anyways. A simple fuck to see if you were any better than all the other prostitutes. But I'll stick to hookers, at least they know what their doing." His grin makes me want to throw up and his words carry a knife, desperately trying to cut through me. But I've built a wall, refusing to let him hurt me again. I won't make the same mistake I made before.

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Lorenzo's POV

She slams the door, leaving me standing here and pissed off as fuck. I run my hand through my hair again as I pace around the room.

Fuck!

I can't sleep with Lea again, I can't do that to Santiago, especially after everything he has done for me. My best friends - her brothers - will kill me if they find out, they know I'm incapable of anything more than a casual fuck. And shit, if Carmen ever finds out, she'll for sure cut my dick off and shove it down my throat. Not that I don't deserve it.

I can't stop myself when my fist goes flying into the wall.

Great, now I've broken the wall. Something else to add onto my list of daily fuck ups.

Why Lea?

Out of all the women I could have slept with, why did I have to be such a selfish asshole and sleep with her?

I know I treated her like shit after, but I did warn her. After sex I want to leave. It was a one time thing. I'm a selfish bastard who tortures people for a living. I'm in the mafia for fuck sakes, I'm the literal definition of a monster. Or Lucifer, as Lea likes to call me, and she's right. I never normally care about a girls feelings after sex.

So why does it feel different this time?

Fuck me, I'm sticking to hookers from now on.

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Sorry if this chapter is really bad and sorry for slow updates, this is my first book and I'm constantly rewriting chapters. 😂

Anyways, I hope you did enjoy it,

Until next time - N