Hasta La Muerte // CNCO

Chapter Three

His head dipped down to place a light peck on your neck, the hair that fell over at his movement tickled your neck. He felt you shiver underneath him, his grip pulling you closer. He smirked, the light becoming an open mouth kiss until he was sucking that same spot. You let out a sigh at his action, moving your head to the side to give him better access.

"What were you saying mamacita?" He asks as he hears your sigh. He pulled himself away from your neck and pushed himself away from you. You groan, turning on your heel to face him. You both could see the lusts in each other's eyes.

"I could do better," You responded. You weren't going to give in easily, you knew that's what he wanted.

"Show me," He whispers, a smirk across his face calling your bluff. You shrug your shoulders at him before unbuttoning your blouse. His eyes traveled down to your chest as he did so, the shirt barely hanging off your shoulders and the only thing in the way of him seeing your breasts was your lace bra. You smirked at him, watching his reaction as you slowly slipped your blouse off your shoulders and let it hit the ground. Your hands ran up your stomach and ran it over your covered breasts. He groaned at your actions, he wanted you naked, underneath him and screaming his name. You reach your hands behind your back to undo the clasp of your bra, but his hand reached out and stopped you.

"No." He told you. He took a step closer, pressing his body to yours, your chests touching. He licked his lips as he looked down at your chest before looking back into your eyes. "Let's go to your room." He whispers. You nod moving your arms from your back towards his wrists. You guide him to your room. And once you were in there, he pressed his lips to yours. He grabbed onto your hips as he was doing so, pushing you backwards until the two of you fell back onto your bed. He pulled away, grabbing the back of his shirt and slipping it off. You watched as his muscles seemed to flex at his movements, you looked down his chest wanting to kiss down it. He picked you up and moved you closer to the head of the bed, you opened your legs allowing him to place his hips between them. You place a hand on his neck, pulling him down towards you. Your lips met once again this time you ran your tongue over his bottom lip and he let you in. Your tongue seemed to clash as the two of them fought for dominance, you pulled your tongue back and let his explore your mouth. He pulled away from you, the both of you guys breathing heavily. He dipped his head down, placing open mouth kisses along your jawline and around your neck.

"Chris," You moaned as he began to suck on your neck, tongue running over the spot while doing so. Your hand ran up his back and neck, tangling in his hair. He continued to place kisses down your neck and along your chest above your bra.

"Sit up." He ordered, pulling his body away from yours. You almost groaned at the loss of contact but you did what he said. He wrapped his arm around your back and undid your bra, pulling it off you arms and pushed you back into your position. He stared at your chest, taking in the beauty of your breasts, but he leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth. He flicked his tongue over your nipple while one of his hands played with the other one. He pulled away and began moved his kisses down your stomach until he landed right above your jeans. He sat up and undid the button and zipper on your jeans, he slowly pulled them down.

You wanted to rip them off but he was taking his sweet time, eyes trailing from your stomach down to your thighs. He placed both of his hands on your thighs, looking back up at you. You nodded your head at him as you opened them for him. You wore lace underwear and he could see your wetness through them. He leaned down, pushing your underwear aside and running a finger through your folds. You let out a light moan at his actions.

"Damn baby, you're wet," He commented. He pulled his hand away and you wanted to whimper. You wanted him, you wanted him more than you have ever wanted anything.

"Chris please," You begged. He obliged, placing his mouth down, he ran his tongue over your clit, slow and teasing. Your hands somehow found themselves back in his hair, tugging at it gently to let him know you needed more. He slipped one long finger into you, pulling in and out slowly. And you groaned.

"Stop teasing papi," You told him. You were almost breathless because of him. He knew what he was doing to you and you couldn't hide it. He inserts another finger at the name, and picks up his pace, flicking his tongue over your clit more often. He couldn't wait either. At this point he just wanted to be inside you, he wanted to fill you up. Your thighs seemed to tighten around him as you neared your release. He was fueled by your moans and the raising of your hips as you tried to get more, and he did so, finally inserting a third finger into you and working you to your orgasm.

You laid breathless, Chris slipping off your underwear as you tried to catch your breath. Chris peered up at you and slowly crawled back up to you. You could taste yourself as he placed his lips on yours. He pulled away, you could feel his bulge through his pants and against your crotch. You moved your hands down his chest and unbuttoned his jeans, and he kicked them off. When he was back on top of you, you wrapped your legs around his waist and flipped him over.

"Your turn," You whisper. You avoid his lips and pepper kisses along his jawline. Chris laid back and let you do your work. You sucked on the different parts of his neck, and biting each one. You wanted to mark him, make sure he never forgot the first time. You stopped for a second, admiring the tattoo on his chest. You traced your finger over it before placing a light kiss on it. He watched as you did so, he almost melted at your action. You placed kisses along his chest, moving down, your fingers slipping underneath the waistband of his boxers, ready to pull it down.

"Baby," He called you, he leaned up on his elbow but his free hand came up to place on your chin. You looked up at him, wide eyes full of lust, he shook his head. "Tonight is about you," He told you. You didn't move, grabbing his finger that was on your chin and licking up the side of it, keeping your eyes trained on him. He leaned down, picking you up and flipping you over. He got off the bed, walking over to his jeans and grabbing a condom from his wallet. You watched as he slipped his boxers off and slip the condom on. He smirked over at you, kneeling on the bed and laying his body over yours. He placed a kiss on your lips, his eyes asking for permission which you once again granted. He positioned himself at your entrance, pushing himself in. You let out a gasp at him, gripping on his shoulder.

"Mamita," He moaned into your ear. "You feel so fucking good." He placed his head in the crook of your neck, sucking as he fastened his pace. Your nails dug into his back as he did so, letting moans fall from your mouth.

"Faster papi," You ordered. He slipped on hand down, one finger playing with your clit as he pumped himself in and out of you faster.. "Fuck," You slip out of your mouth.

"You like that mami?" He asks you. You nod and he raises his head. You were getting close and he knew it. He wrapped your legs around his waist as he went deeper. He seemed to fill you perfectly.

"Chris!" You screamed, he looked down at you, watching as you writhed underneath him. You eyes were shut as you neared your climax.

"Look at me," He ordered. You opened your eyes immediately finding his brown ones. You rolled his hips against his as he seemed to push deeper and hit your spot. You let another moan at his actions, feeling your orgasm wash over you.You both kept each other gazes as you came and he felt your walls clench around him. A moan and a string of curses left his lips as he came after you. Your legs were trembling from your two orgasms and you dropped them from his waist, he pulled himself out of you and discarded his condom. He flopped over on the other side of the bed, arm outstretched towards you, inviting you to rest your head on his chest. You did so, rolling over towards him, an arm sprawled across his chest while his arm traced patterns over your shoulder, the both of you in silence until you fell asleep.