bottom?” He slapped her ass, mixing the sting of pain with pleasure while he fucked her like he hated her.
“Is that what you want, baby? Power? I’ve got your fucking power right here because that shit is never gonna happen.”
“Ah fuck, Tony,” she gasped. She could barely breathe as an orgasm raged through her.
“Your whole fucking body is shaking while you come with my cock in you. I. Have. What. You. Need. Don’t ever forget it. There it goes again. You can’t tell where one orgasm started, and one ended. I can do this shit all night long. Is that what you want? You want to walk like you fucking rode a horse all night long?”
“Oh God, Tony, please…” She couldn’t talk, she couldn’t breathe, and she damn sure couldn’t escape.
“God ain’t got nothing to do with this. This you and me. You want to play with me, girl—we can play. I like to play.”
“Baby, please…”
“I’m not your fuckin’ baby—that’s it—take that cock. You’re so wet you don’t know what the fuck you’ve gotten yourself into. You come at me with respect. That’s it. Say it!”
“Iiiiiiii resp…”
“You can’t even fucking talk. You’re coming so hard and so fast.” His hand slammed down on a cheek of her ass. “Every time you sit down tomorrow, and you feel that bruise on your ass, you’ll be thinking about how I fucked you. It’s never ‘Fuck you, Tony’! I do the fucking around here. You get fucked, and I fuck. It’s pretty damn simple.” He pulled his cock out of her and stroked it. “Don’t you dare raise your fucking head up.” He pinned her neck down with one hand for emphasis. “You wonder what I’m doing back here? it’s none of your damn business.”
He watched her back go up and down as her breath came out in heaves. “I see the wheels in your head turning, girl. What is he going to do? Is he going to fuck me in the ass? Will he give me more of that fucking ten inches I need? Maybe I’ll just spray my seed all over your back and write ‘MINE’ in it. You have to do it fast, Roxanne, because that shit goes clear real fast.”
She clawed at the bed like a feral animal as he stroked the head of his cock lightly up and down her soaked slit.
“Here it comes…you ready? There it is. Your whole fucking body is shaking with another orgasm. But…baby needs more cock. You got yourself in a dilemma. That mouth of yours gets you in trouble.”
A faint whisper of submission, “I’ll do anything, Tony.”
“Excuse me? I didn’t hear you.”
“I’ll do anything.”
“Louder, please.”
“I’ll do anything!” she screamed.
“That’s what I’m talking about.” He slowly eased back into her. “What will Roxanne do?”
“I’ll do anything, Tony wants me to.” She couldn’t breathe, and talking was an effort. “Anything,” she said in a resigned whisper. “Anything Tony wants.” It was coming out in weak whispers now. All the defiance she’d felt moments ago had melted away.
“You want this cock, you earn it. You talk to me, right. There it is…” his chuckle was sinister, “You’re going to come again.” He shook his head, amazed. “You’re just a wet rag with no ability to move while I fuck you. You’re literally fucked, my lady. Who gets fucked around here, Roxanne?”
“I do, Tony.”
He grabbed her hips and violently fucked her, emptying his mark, his seed, and his strength into her. He got up and leaned down and looked her in the eye.
“Don’t ever fucking forget it, Roxanne.”
In the far distance of her post-coital haze, she heard the bathroom door open and the shower start…
Epilogue
The wall of people seated in the back of ‘The Club’ was a group of people you would never guess had been through such intense situations. There was laughter, drinking, socializing, and plenty of conversation that had nothing to do with all the drama they’d faced over the last few months. It was a time to let the stress of everything they’d been through sleuth off of them like water running over their bodies and down the drain of forgetfulness, a place where all the ugly they lived went.
Bodyguards stood with their hands folded in front of them, and their guns holstered, ready to take care of any threat if need be.
Page leaned over towards Judy, who was seated next to her, “I’m sorry you had to stay with your parents because of all the drama.”
Judy smiled at her best friend, “It’s cool. I mean…I get it: you wanted me to be safe. It’s still good to be back home with you and Mano, though.”
Page rubbed her arm, a way of saying she had missed her. “I’m glad your back too. I missed you. Who else am I going to talk to about all my dysfunction without being judged?”
“Yeah, it isn’t like you can go to somebody and say: ‘I met the nicest cartel man, and he makes me feel so safe.’
“Fuck you, Judy,” Page laughed.
Mano, who was seated on her other side, leaned in, “That’s my job.”
“And you do such a wonderful job of it,” Page smirked.
Mano brushed his fingers over his shirt and then blew on them, “I really do. Don’t I?”
“Yes, dear, and you’re so humble about it too.”
Mano grabbed her hand under the table and rubbed it over his hard cock, “I’ve got your humble right here, girl.”
The bantering and laughing between Mano and Page was something that put Antonio Wayne’s mind at ease. He knew there would be serious times of intense stress, but if they could be friends as well as lovers, they would be fine—that and keep their fucking mouths shut.
At the head of the table, Antonio Wayne sat watching his crew. These were the times people let their guards down, and he got a real feel for who they were. All the facades came down, and the real nature of a person showed. True to his nature, he was the predator watching and learning their personalities. There would be times he would use it against them, and there would be other times he would use their strengths to benefit the organization. He was the puppet master. The world was his. Very few men could carry the weight of the world on their shoulders, and he was one of them.
Roxanne leaned in and whispered in his direction, “Sizing everybody up so you can use it to your benefit?”
He turned and looked at her through eyes that held all the secrets in his world. “You know me—I’m finding their strengths and their weaknesses, so they can be positioned where they serve the organization best. It’s all about teamwork, baby girl.”
“You’re a very smart man,” Roxanne snuggled her body in close to him.
“You’re a very tolerant woman.”
“For some crazy reason, Antonio, you make it really easy.”
He chuckled, “We are functioning dysfunctionals the world will never understand.”
“It doesn’t matter my love because the world belongs to you.”
“Yes…” Antonio Wayne’s expression became stoic. “The world is mine.”
Roxanne rested her head on her husband’s shoulder, “I love you, Antonio Wayne.”
He looked down at the woman who had changed his world, “I love you too, Roxanne.”
The end for now…