La Diavolessa

Part 2 : Chapter 24

When I saw her walking out of the fitting room wearing a silver sequin short dress which reached almost up to her ass, she reminded me of the club sluts I've fucked in the past. Those smooth thighs of hers made my mouth go slack. I sensed Zeno at my side going alert as he regarded her too.

I step in his line of vision blocking her from his sight. "Get out of this dress! We're going to check another shop!" I try to hold on to my temper. The idea of her walking into the club looking like that had set my nerves on ends.

Clara rolls her eyes at me and stomps back to the fitting room. I know she didn't want to go to the club. I know I've disrupted her schedule but Don Salvino's invite had arrived late after she kicked me out of her room.

I rolled my shoulders thinking about the night before. It wasn't the smartest thing I ever did in my life. I was too stringed out after she slammed the door in my face. My cock hard and in need of her heat. A cold shower didn't help either when I can't stop thinking about her lips and the softness of her body. I wanted her, and I wanted her badly.

Clara belonged to me and no other man.

When I heard the soft knock on the door I opened it and found that concierge woman who checked us in. I don't remember her name. She isn't Clara. But the dark color of her hair will do. I can imagine her to be Clara, even though she is slender and not as voluptuous as the woman I wanted. I invited her in. We opened the bottle of wine and drank a little before I pulled her against me and started kissing her.

She felt wrong. She felt insufficient. She even smelled different. The scent she carried was cloying to my senses. There was no freshness or purity to it. I couldn't stop now even if I wanted. I was too much on edge and the only thing that is standing between Clara and I was this woman. If she doesn't satisfy me soon I might barge into Clara's room and take her by force whether she liked it or not.

I push the thought away. I didn't want it to be like this between us and I let the concierge do her work. I pushed her down on the floor between my legs and allowed her to pull down my pants. Her hot mouth took my whole cock in. I groaned throwing my head back thinking about Clara doing this to me. Think about her sweet mouth sucking and licking at my cock. I allowed my vision to blur when I looked at the other woman. I imagined it to be Clara who was on her knees between my legs giving me this hot pleasure.

I heard the click of the lock. The door of the room opened. I sensed her standing in the door way. I sensed her standing there in utter shock. I expected her to retreat and slam the door again acting all insulted by what she'd just seen.

Not Clara. I wonder why I keep underestimating her. The woman had an unbending spine.

She wasn't one bit intimidated. As I look at her, I didn't miss the flicker of something in her gaze. Was she feeling jealous? My heart almost burst at the idea I was making her jealous by allowing this woman to suck on my cock. I put my hand over the woman's head and force her to swallow me whole as I watched Clara.

Oh Clara! My release came quick and hard filling that slut's mouth to the brim. She was gagging and her eyes were tearing as she tried to swallow my release.

"Fucking asshole!"

Her curse brings a smile to my lips which I did my best to suppress.

She walks past us to the mini bar behind. Then she comes back in my line of vision. I see her carrying two bottles of water. Leonel had removed the complimentary bottles earlier replacing them with bottles he bought at a mini mart down the street.

My girl was thirsty. That what had her coming out of her room. I had something better to quench her thirst if she wasn't so resistant to my demands. She slams the door of her room.

Clara was jealous. I'll give her a show she'll never forget. I pull the woman from her hair and place her on her knees again as I get up and move behind her. I take out a condom and slip it on and position my still hard cock and thrust hard inside her. She moans loud.

"Louder." I hiss grabbing at her long dark hair. I wanted her to scream as loud as possible for Clara to hear the pleasure I was giving her.

She wasn't a disappointment in her response. If working at the hotel doesn't work for her, I knew few porn film producers I can refer her to. She even had all the moves on point.

The only dissatisfaction I felt is when I heard Pavarotti's voice in Clara's room. The woman didn't care. She didn't care I had another woman pleasing me instead of her. She belonged to me. It was her job to please me. I finished quickly and pulled away. I turn to the side pulling the candom off and wiping myself before I pulled my pants back on.

"You can leave now." I said to the concierge. I didn't miss the disappointed look in her eyes. She probably expected to spend the night in my bed. I walk slowly towards the door of the room waiting for her to dress before I opened it. "Thank you for the wine."

She gives me a small smile which didn't reach her eyes. It isn't my fault if she had high expectations for the night. I never make any promises to any woman. I close the door firmly behind her and lock it up. I lean back, Pavarotti was still crooning in Clara's room. She'll not get any sleep. I had a mind to knock on her door and tell her I'm done fucking the slut. She can turn off the TV now. Instead I walked to my own room and close the door.

Only Clara will have a bad night's sleep. The thought appeased me a little as I got into the shower for the second time tonight washing off the scent of the concierge from my body.

"You're going about it all wrong." Zeno whispers to me bringing me back to the present moment.

My gaze flicker to the shop where Clara and Gina were looking at makeup.

"She isn't like the sluts you're used to." Zeno says with impatience when I don't respond to him. "You have to treat her with care."

"Treat her with care? All I've doing is treating her with care."

Zeno makes a scoffing sound. "You're more like a Neanderthal around her, short on banging her on the head with a club and dragging her to your cave."

I scowl at him. I didn't like what he just said at all. I know I've been a little erratic around her. She sets me on edge. I can't help it.

Clara was smiling to something Gina was telling her. That smile, which lighted those hazel eyes made my chest squeeze. I wanted to see this particular smile at all times directed at me. It was unguarded and genuine.

Treat her with care. I'm not sure what the hell Zeno meant by it, with him I'll never know his true intent.

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