Zobeida De Jesus was the 20-year-old sister of Zabdiel, a member of CNCO. She was by no means riding her brother's coattails, already a successful actress in a tv show called 'Shadowhunters'. This firey, headstrong, Latina moves to Ecuador with the...
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New year, same me
Well, almost the same me
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Feliz año nuevo!
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"Mi Vida?" Zoe called out as she descended the stairs, not paying attention while rifling through her bag. "Have you seen my phone?" She couldn't place the last time she'd had the electronic rectangle in her hand. After all, Zoe had never really been one to be glued to her phone constantly. That being said, she still wanted it if she were, in fact, to be going out with her boyfriend for New Year's Eve.
"On the table- carajo!" Christopher swore loudly, gaping at his girlfriend. She had on low black skinny jeans, silver heels, and a very low-cut cropped tank that matched her shoes. It showed off a lot of skin and the white fur jacket she had on over it did very little to help. "Oh, there's no way we're going out tonight." He shook his head, sauntering his way up to her. A black button-up was loose on his frame and she was rather positive she'd be wearing it tomorrow morning. Christopher licked his lips, gripping her chin with one hand.
"We promised," She pouted, pressing a finger to his lips before theirs could connect. "But, I promise you that as soon as the clock strikes midnight you can bring me home." Zoe persuaded, refraining from running her nails up and down his back. It was a habit for her and a turn-on for him. "Por favor?" He frowned, nodding to go along with what she wanted to do. Christopher couldn't say no to her, no matter how hard he tried.
"Aprobado," Okay. "But, don't expect me to keep my hands off of you." He smirked, pecking her on the nose. Christopher walked back to the kitchen counter, grabbing his wallet, phone, and keys. Zoe grumbled under her breath while placing her phone in the back of her jeans, his eyes going straight to the action. "You're really gonna make this difficult for me aren't you, amor?" He gave her a challenging look, tilting his hips so that his plaid pants became even tighter. She knew that he was trying to tempt her, and normally she'd let him. But, tonight she wanted to go out and show him off.
"Get used to it," Zoe smirked, turning around and walking out the front door. It was a rather quiet tension-filled twenty-minute car ride. She sat on the passenger side to avoid temptation, something that made him pout. But, then Zoe let him hold her hand and he was a little bit better. "Come on, it's just three hours. We can make it," Christopher followed her inside the mansion of one of their friends, knowing that he would be counting down the minutes. "Are you okay, mi Vida?" She spoke up in slight disappointment once they'd been there for a little over two hours, hiding her frown.
He'd hardly spoke since they arrived at the party and she wondered if he was actually angry with her. Christopher now realized how quiet he'd become, all frustration leaving his body. "Lo Siento, amor. I'm perfect," Apologizing, he leaned down to innocently connect their lips with one another. His tongue swiped across her bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth. Zoe gasped for air once he released her, looking up with hooded eyes and guarded expression. "Let's go dance,"
"Ah, fuck it."
She gripped him by his wrist in a death hold, pushing their way through the crowd. Christopher stumbled behind Zoe, peppering her with questions. Until, of course, she shoved him into the bathroom and locked the door. Zoe slammed him up against the door, silencing his cry of pain with her lips. She forced her tongue into his mouth, her dominance surprising him to the point of momentary surrender.
Zoe tugged on his belt, blindly unbuckling it. "Amor- shit," Christopher swore loudly when she slipped her hand inside of his pants, palming him through his boxers. It wasn't long before he was rock hard under her touch, her effect astronomical on him. His head fell back in pleasure, unintentionally bucking his hips into her hand. Zoe dropped to her knees, Christopher looking down in surprise. "Mamita," He warned, words stuck in his throat when she placed her lips over his length. "Carajo,"
Christopher wasn't small by any means so it wasn't easy to take all of him in her mouth, but she'd been practicing. Zoe knew she was doing a damn good job when she heard a loud moan leave his lips, hands bunching up her hair in a makeshift ponytail. He hit the back of her mouth, groaning once more when he felt her throat contract around him. It wasn't long before Christopher was shooting his load into her mouth, Zoe eating it all up like candy.
"Dios, mi amor." He leaned against the counter, taking a moment to come back down and redress himself. Christopher still couldn't believe his girlfriend pulled him into the bathroom at someone's house who they barely knew and gave him a blowjob. "Where do you think you're going?" Zoe had her hand on the doorknob when he spoke, this time pinning her against the door.
Zoe's eyes widened when he yanked her jeans down, groaning when he saw she wasn't wearing any panties. "Naughty girl," Christopher growled, hoisting her onto the chilly sink counter. "You should know better, hmm?" He kissed between her breasts, making his way down. "Dressing like this when Papi can't touch you, very dangerous." She moaned when he unexpectedly slid a finger inside of her, quickly going to two. His fingers curled inside of her, thumb caressing her pearl. Christopher slammed his lips on hers, the rough kiss only adding to her pleasure. "Now, why don't you be a good girl and cum for me."
He kissed her neck, encouraging her in more ways than one. "Fuck, Papi." Zoe cried out, back arching to get more of him inside of her. Christopher forced her to look at him, wanting to see her eyes roll back the moment she hit her peak. "Fuck!" She shouted once last time, cumming all over his fingers. Taking his index finger, he cleaned off her juices before positioning the middle before her lips with the order to suck.
Christopher smirked dirtily at the small mess of a woman under him, giving her a long sensual kiss. "The bad news is we missed the ball drop," He started in while she was zipping her pants, looking rather cocky when she motioned for him to keep speaking. "The good news? We got something much better than a New Years' kiss." Zoe smacked his chest, hopping down off of the counter. "Oh, and I'm gonna continue it when we get home."
"I should hope the fuck so."
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A/N - I want to take a minute to acknowledge Corey La Barrie. You were such a kind-hearted person and we'll miss you. Rest in peace, Corey.
