Dulce (Sweet)

O N C E-"....unless sir would like his own closet?"

The weeks following the party at the clubhouse were standard. Besides Monica and Angel doing it like rabbits,which was nothing new,they handled business as usual. The couple had grown closer,a routine of spending a night together at the others house had become something they both cherished.

Rutila and EZ had something between them that both of them were scared to label,but found that they needed. A bond over books and family,late night chats about dreams and things they wanted before spending the night tangled in sheets together was something they found themselves craving more and more often.

Esperanza found herself lost in Bishops sheets more often then she'd care to admit. The older man had become something more to her,their closeness more than sex. She'd come to know the man,knowing him past the leather. He'd grown protective over the brunette as well,the old fashioned part of him wanting to take whatever it was between them to the next level.

Eulalia and Coco fell into a pattern as well. She found that there was something about losing herself in pleasure with the sniper that she couldn't let go of.  Keeping things simple,she agreed to just see each other for pleasure. Relationships never went her way and she didn't want to lose what she had with Coco because of some stupid feelings.

The Mayans had begun moving Monica and Rutila's product,their fellow charters becoming flush with cash with them. It amazed them just how popular the pills were in other states,and soon enough they were making longer runs and reaching out to other MCs to help move the product. In other words,everything was going great until today.

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Monica snuggled into Angel's chest further,the warmth radiating from his body was irresistible and made getting out of bed so much harder. She threw her leg over his,not wanting to get up and deal with anyone or anything today.

Angels rough hand gripped her thigh,forcing the blonde to meet his earthy brown eyes which were already looking at her. He grinned,his fingers sliding up and down her thigh. "Morning,mi dulce."He smirked,his hand making its way under the sheet to her pussy.

"Buenos dias,mi Angel."She moaned when his fingers rubbed against her clit.

Angel smirked when her eyes shut in pleasure,quite smug at how weak he could make the blonde woman. Her black nails dig into his forearm when she gripped his arm in pleasure,his name falling from her lips.

"Please."She whispered her green eyes meeting his in a beg.

"What do you want mami?"His raspy voice questioned. 

"You. I want you."She begged,wanting to cum with him inside of her.

"Lo que quiera la reina."He moved on top of her,his large body covering hers. He entered her warmth and claimed her lips in a passionate kiss. Their moans mixed while he thrusted into her,her nails scratching down his back in bliss.

"Yes Angel,"She moaned as he sucked on her breast,"Just like that."

"Fuck mami,you feel so damn good."Angel grunted,"Fuck. Who's pussy is this?"

She didn't answer,her mind too lost in the pleasure he gave her. Angel didn't appreciate her unresponsiveness,his strong tattooed arm wrapped around her back and hoisted her up in his lap while he sat back on his haunches. Angel used his tight grip on her body to move her as he wished. Her long blonde hair was down her back when she threw her head back in pleasure.

"I said,who's pussy is this?"Angel growled,slamming her down in his lap and not moving her back up.

"Fuck papi. It's yours,it's your pussy."She whined,trying to roll her hips into his as she chased her orgasm.