Million Dollar Man

Chapter 7

Without thinking I jumped in front of Lalo. "Put the gun down."

"Get out of the way y/n." Pop pop replied. I don't listen. I'm not just gonna let him kill someone. Especially Lalo. "Why are you here?" He asks again.

Before Lalo could respond I spoke for him. "I wanted him here. He's not doing anything wrong ok? Just please go."

"I'm not leaving, kid. You don't even know him. He's gonna end up killing you."

I think back to Lalo's words. "If he was gonna kill me, I'd be dead already." I said. "Please, go."

"I'm not leaving. I'll stay all night if I have to." He replied

I feel a hand lightly rest on my shoulder. "It's ok, I'll leave." Lalo said. I turn around to face him. I don't want him to leave. His other hand moves to the side of my face. He leans down and kisses my cheek. "I'll see you later." We hold eye contact for a while before he walks away. "Bye pop pop!" He says teasingly before closing the door.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I yell. "You can't just pull a gun on someone."

"If they're a danger to my family, then I sure as hell can." He said while putting the gun away.

"How many times do I have to say it? He's not gonna hurt me."

"How can you be so sure?" He asked. "What the hell is going on between you too?"

"I don't have to tell you anything, you're not my dad." I blurted out.

"I don't wanna hear it." He looked uncomfortable. He always did when I talked about dad.

"You never want to hear it. You never want to talk about him. Just tell me why." I pleaded.

He gave a blank stare and turned away from me. He grabbed the security system and started to put it together.

I scoffed and walked to my room, slamming the door behind me. A couple hours went by so I opened my door and looked out. He's still here. He's laying on the couch sleeping.

I close my door and lay back on my bed. I have no energy to even take my dress off. My eyes start to close before I hear my phone buzzing. Maybe it's the boys saying they got out. I decided to get up and grab it. It was Lalo. When the hell did he put his number in my phone? "Hello?"

"Look out your window." Was all he said before hanging up. I listen and open my window. He's standing outside it with a smile on his face. "Come on." He whispers while holding out his hand. I threw on my sweater and climbed out the window. We walk while holding hands.

"You waited that whole time?" I asked.

"Of course I did. I wanted to see you." He said. I started to blush but looked away. He chuckled.

We walked a block away and got into his car. I didn't know where we were going but I didn't care to ask. He hand one hand on the steering wheel as we drove off. "So, what'd you do today?" He asked.

I thought for a moment. I figured it'd be best to be as vague as possible. "I just hung out with my friends. We smoked a little and then went to a club."

"Sounds fun." He smiled. "What happened at the club?"

I studied his eyes for a moment. Damn it. He knew what happened he just wanted to hear me say it. "There was a little altercation and me and the guys got picked up. I had my grandpa bail us out and take me home. You know the rest."

"What kind of altercation?" He pressed.

He's not gonna let this go. I might as well just tell him. I sighed, "A guy was grabbing up on me and wouldn't stop. I punched him to get him off but it just made it worse. Badger jumped in to help me and then the others jumped in to help him."

He gripped the steering wheel tighter as he thought for a moment. "Who's badger?"

I hesitate, "He's my ex. His name's Brandon, we just call him badger." I mumbled. I glance over to see his reaction.

He sat there for a while before finally saying, "I don't want you going out to clubs without me."

"Why?" I asked.

"Why?" He scoffed. "Because you were in danger and I wasn't there to help you."

"I'm fine." I assured him. "My friends were there and they helped me."

"Right. Your former lover was there to protect you." He rolled his eyes. "Obviously he didn't do a good enough job, or else you would've never got touched in the first place."

"And what would you have done if you were there with me instead?"

"Easy. I would be by you at all times to show that you're mine. If someone even thought of touching you I'd take care of it before it even happened." He waved his hand like it was no big deal.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not yours."

"Not yet. That's only because you're too stubborn. You don't want to admit that you love me, but I know deep down you do." He smirked at me.

"I don't love you." I tried to convince him. "If anything, I hate you."

"Really? You have a funny way of showing it."  He said. The same look from before took over his eyes. It was hungry and lustful. I know he's thinking about our kiss. It's the only thing I've been thinking about since it happened.

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We drove in a comfortable silence the rest of the way with a few quick glances here and there. When we got to his house, he took my sweater off and stopped to stand in front of me. He looked me up and down before speaking. "You're breathtaking."

I feel heat rising to my cheeks. I try to look away but he doesn't let me. "Look at me." He says as he gently grabs my face. We stare into each other's eyes. Our faces are moving closer.  We glance at each other's lips. Hunger takes over both our eyes.

He closes the distance between us and kisses me. I give in and kiss him back. My hand moves to the back of his neck to deepen the kiss while his move down to my waist to pull our bodies closer. Our kisses grow more intense and passionate. He suddenly lifts me up by my thighs and presses me firm against his torso. I squeeze my legs tight around his waist feeling the bulge in his pants.

My lips move and kiss the exposed skin of his neck as he walks us over to the bedroom and sets me down on the bed. He rips his shirt off and leans over me, planting kisses along my neck. He abruptly grinds his hips down on the area where I need him most. I moan escapes from my lips. He moves back my lips to capture it. He sits up slightly and rips my dress down the middle.

"That was my favorite dress." I noted.

He smirked. "I'll buy you another one." He seals his lips over mine while taking the ripped dress off my body and throwing it on the floor. Moving his lips to my breasts, he slides his tongue against my nips, hardening them. He slowly works his way down to my torso while cupping my breasts. Spreading my legs apart and kissing the inside of my thighs. He finally removes my underwear, leaving me completely exposed.

He dives in between my legs before I can prepare myself. His tongue runs across my clit as I gasp loudly. Soft moans of his name leaving my lips. "You taste so good, Mi Amor." His mouth alone feels like enough to push me over the edge. He must feel me getting close because he stops and comes back up hovering over me. I pull him in with a kiss. I can taste myself on his lips.

He stands up to unbuckle his belt and remove his jeans and boxers. My eyes widened at his impressive length. He grabs a condom from the drawer next to us and rips the package open with his teeth, sliding it on. His lips meet mine again as he gently eases into me. "Fuck." He moans into my open mouth. I moan back into his as he moves at a rhythmic pace inside me.

He goes back to my neck, kissing it more roughly this time. I run my fingers through his hair as he picks up the pace. I grind my hips up to meet his. I start to get lost in a state of euphoria. "Lalo," I try to get the words out. "Im gonna-" I gasp as he goes even deeper and faster. I come undone and tighten as I finish, making him finish too.

We're both out of breath as he slowly pulls out. He kissed my lips once more before rolling off off me to the side. We clean ourselves up and lay in eachothers arms slowly drifting into sleep.