Katalina
Huracio grabbed my butt, and squeezed it.
I yelped and playfully smacked his hands.
That move would be okay anywhere but not inside my school! What was he playing at?
I heard some guys hooting, and a very soft but long whistle.
Blushing, I hurried into the car. He chuckled devilishly, then jumped me. Luckily the windows were tinted.
Just as the car made it out of the school gate, I was able to come up for air.
“Where are we going?” I gasped. My cheeks were flushed, and my lower lip was bloodied. The kiss just now was brutal. It was as if he is wanted to suck my dry.
“You will see.” He gasped then slipped his hand into my pants.
I hurriedly helped him out by unbuckling my bel. Once that was down, I leaned back, spread my legs wide, giving him full access.
I was already dripping wet, and when his fingers slid in, I shivered in excitement and expectation.
Once he was in, I reached for his buckle and undid it, freeing his budging and pulsating prick. It felt so warm and hard. My inside quivered. Every part of my body begged to be violated. It didn’t matter that he had me several times this morning. Each time I am in his arms is like a new level of highness.
I bent down and took him in my mouth. He retrieved his hand from my pussy, grabbed the back of my head and started thrusting.
My gurgling filled the back seat, and my throat felt like it was on fire. Despite the slight discomfort, I was pulsating down there. It was as if each thrust Into my throat could reach my g-spot. I wanted to sit on it so badly that I started humping.
“Daddy, let me sit on it.” I begged the moment he let go of my head. Getting a nod from him, I hurriedly sat up, hopped over his legs and lowered my butt down.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I shivered and groaned as he filled me up. He then abruptly jerked up, hitting my throat.
“Argh, fuck, Daddy. It’s so deep…”
By the time we were done, the car had made it’s way to rhe most unexpected part of the city: Golden ochid district.
Once I realized where we were, I felt chills in my bones. An alarm went off in my head, and I couldn’t help but steak a glance at him.
Gold orchid district is Mum’s neighborhood. It’s an a humongous estate that caters to both the upper class and middle class citizens. Some of the houses are for sale while some are rented. It has lots of Airbnb apartments, a huge mall, a mini stadium where we played all sorts of indoor and put door sports. It was where I grew up.
The most magnificent edifice in Golden Ochid district is Golden Ochid Hotels and Resorts. The hotel is close to the resort as Huracio used to live in one of the resorts’ houses. Mum told me he bought the property, but right now, if he tells me that he owns the whole District, I will believe him.
“Are we going to your house?” I turned to him in a daze.
“You will see.”
Why did he bring me here? Did Mum appear here? Is he trying to use me to bait her? These were the questions that plagued my mind the moment I recognized the district. My heart started beating fast. The warmth and glow I felt from our lovemaking evaporated, and was replaced by a chill that stung to the bones.
Knowing that no amount of asking would make him say anything, I tried to shift away from him, but he reached out, wrapped his arm around my waist, and yanked me back to his side.
I felt so stiffled and choked.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, sounding perplexed.
“Nothing.”
“You suddenly look like you saw a ghost, Kitty. Tell me what’s wrong.”
That was an order. One I couldn’t refuse.
“I… I have not been here since. It just feels weird. What if we run into Mum?” My voice quivered.
“Did she tell you she will be staying here?” He asked solemnly.
“No. I… she didn’t tell me anything.”
“So, you have met your Mum?”
“…”
Chills.
Ass freezing, bone cracking chills.
My scalps suddenly felt hot. What the fuck. I neatly spilled.
“N-no. I haven’t seen her.” I stuttered.
He lifted my chin with his fingers, forcing me to look at him.
His eyes were so intense that I couldn’t look into them. Why wouldn’t he blink? Why did he keep looking at me like that? Can he read minds now? Oh, gawd, Ii am dead for sure.
I could feel sweats rolling down my back like a water fall. I had to say something. Convince him that I didn’t see Mum. But what was I supposed to say? My brain had simply shut down. I couldn’t process any thoughts.
His stern gaze Suddenly softened and she smiled.
“It’s okay even if you see her, it wouldn’t matter. I have gother matters handled.”
“You did?” I croaked as a dreadful feeling engulfed me.
He has handled Mum? What did he mean by that? Is Mum dead? Did they capture her!
He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into his arms.
“You have nothing to worry about, Kitty.”
“Mum, Mum, is she dead?” I asked in a trembling voice.
“Of course not. How can I kill my mother-in-law?”
How can you not! I mused inward.
“Then, …”
“Dont worry. She is still out there. I just made sure she can’t stay in this city anymore.” He chuckled.
“What does that mean?”
“You don’t have to worry about this, Kitty. Just be a good girl, and everything will be fine.”
He dropped kisses on my forehead and an oppressive silence engufed the car. Or maybe I was just the one tense.
“Will I ever see her again?” I couldn’t help but blurt out my thoughts. They were choking me.
“Kitty!” He growled. “Don’t ruin our date.”
I stiffened up and clamped my mouth shut. I am going to see her tomorrow anyway. I will just have to ask her what is going on.
As long as she doesn’t turn up dead, and she doesn’t force me to leave Huracio, I really don’t want to get involved in a whatever they are both up to.
What if she doesn’t show up tomorrow because she is dead. How does a Mafia ”handle’ someone if they didn’t kill them?