Luna was making calls to get her regular workers to switch around their schedules since the guys had to make their run to the Casino early. It wasn't a problem since most of them were intimidated by the club so they wouldn't say no to her. She knew it was doubly important for her boys since they had their meeting with Jimmy to get rid of the drugs the rebels stole from the cartel.
"Thanks for understanding, Jake. I'll see you later." She hangs up the phone.
Coco walks into the office and sits down across from her. "Anyone gave you problems?"
"Nope, it's just yes ma'am. The way I like it." She smiles.
"I'm sorry for being cold these last couple of days." He looks at her with that cute pout he does, but will never admit to.
"It's fine. I know shit weighs heavy on you sometimes." She shrugs. Knowing how to pick your battles was another thing she learned about being an old lady by herself. If she didn't know how to let certain things like his moods roll off her back, then she would be having major fights with him every week.
"No, it's not. It's not okay that I give you the cold shoulder when I get in a mood. If you did that shit to me, I would be cursing you out." Coco shook his head.
It was funny that he said that because when she got in a mood she would pretend that she wasn't. She would smile, hug him, and make like she didn't want to punch a hole in the wall. The thought of him pretending with her made her sick to her stomach. "Relationships are always a work in progress. We just have to get better about opening up to each other."
"Um… I suppose." He sighs. They have been together for a decade and it was frustrating to both of them that they still had communication problems. It was done for selfish and selfless reasons. Coco didn't tell her about the innocent father and son being burned for being somewhere at the wrong time. He saw a lot of horrible things and that made him uneasy, he didn't want to think of what it would do to her. He kept it a secret from her because he wasn't sure how she would take it. It might be the straw that broke the camel's back.
She felt silly complaining to him about mundane problems like balancing the books, having to rearrange the schedule every time they had a change of plans, or dealing with dumbass customers that didn't know the difference between a salvage yard and a dump. She fears that she would seem like a spoiled brat to him. He was out there risking his life to bring home a fat paycheck. She should be able to handle regular shit without needing to lean on him.
"Coco! Come on!" Angel yells from outside.
"I got to go, Nena. I'll bring you back some money." He leans over to kiss her.
"Coco, you better not come back in the hole." She warns.
"Don't worry I got an ace in the hole." He winks at her before walking out.
"Ace in the hole, my ass." She picks up the phone to call back a customer about how much he could get on a broken car that still had some good parts.
The guys were back from the casino. It was a successful run in Bishop's eyes. They secured their deal and took out a traitor. For the boys, it was half success since the traitor was Jimmy. Now they had to find someone else to buy the drugs to keep the rebels' supply.
Luna and Carmelina were sitting on the couch as Coco was putting up a dartboard. "So, what do you think is good here?" He didn't know he got stuck doing this type of shit.
Luna stood up and did the motion like she was throwing a dart. "Good for me, you Lina?" She turns to her friend.
Lina went behind her to wrap her arms around her waist and put her head on her shoulder. "Look good to me." She looks down at Luna's cleavage, then backs up at Coco to wink.
He sighs, shaking his head. He knew that Luna considered Carmelina to be a good friend, but every time she got drunk and his old lady was around she would be all over her. The guys thought he was crazy but he wasn't about to invite any woman, no matter how sexy they were, into his bed that looks at his old lady with that more adoration.
"That tickles." Luna giggles as Lina blows on her ear. Coco rolls his eyes, drunk Luna was oblivious to anyone flirting with her. If he hadn't told her on the night they meet that he wanted to fuck her, she wouldn't have known. It was the reason that Coco didn't like her drinking when he wasn't around.
"Hey, Carmelina." Gilly came over to peel her off his friend's girl. "Come have a drink with me?" He pulls her to the bar.
"Aw, Lina's gone. Will you play darts with me?" She pouts.
"I'll play with ya." He throws the dartboard on the couch. He grabs her by the hips to guide her into the office. He locked the door and closed the blinds.
"Oh, what are we playing?" She asks with half lid eyes.
"A game that will get you through your irritating office days." He sat down on the rolling chair. "Come here." He pats the desk.
"I should have told you about annoying customers sooner." She stripped down before hopping on top of the desk.
"Do the splits for me? You can still do that, right?" He smirked at the glare she gave him.
"Of course, I can." She growls. She opened her legs, so they were along the edge of the desk.
He shoves his face between her legs. A moan escaped her throat. She laid back to find that her head was hanging off the desk. She reaches her arms down, using one hand to rub her clit and the other to run through his curls.
He knew she was able to cum when he felt her grip his hair tightly to pull his face roughly against her as she buckled her hips. He pinches her thigh as he gets up. "I told you about that shit." He wipes her juices off his mouth.
"I'm sorry." She props herself up on her elbows to tell him. He let out a huff. "Let me show you sorry I am." She lay back down, so her head was hanging off the table with her mouth wide open.
He undid his pants and took his dick out as he walked around the desk. "Apology accepted." He slips himself into her mouth. She closes her lips around him. While he humps her face, she runs her tongue along his shaft and hollows out her mouth. She played with his balls. He fondles and tugs on her nipples to get her to gasp and groan around his dick.
"Okay, I'm ready for the grand finale." He pulled out of her and took a few deep breaths to stop from busting a nut in her face.
"Let me switch. The blood is going to my head." She sat up to twist around, so she was laying on the long side of the desk.
He walks around to where her legs were hanging off. He pulled them around his waist, so her hips were at the edge to slide himself into her tight pussy. He snaps his hips hard and deep, wanting her voice to carry out to the bar. He wanted Carmelina to hear the passion that she was never going to pull from his old lady. "Tell me your mine." He growls.
"I'm yours." She gasps.
"What's mine?" He ran his hands along her side, stopping to squeeze her hips, breasts, and neck.
"Everything: my pussy, breasts, legs, hair, fuck… my toes." She was just naming body parts towards the end. She knew that he would stop if she didn't answer.
"Just body parts?" He leans forward to pin her body under his.
"No, my soul, my spirit, my love…" She stops listing when she was cut off by his lips. He pushes his hips right up against hers as he spills inside of her.
He pulls out to tuck himself back in and button up his pants. He sits down on the rolling chair. She rolled off the desk to sit on his lap. She took a lighter and cigarette from his vest pocket. She lit it to inhale the nicotine into her lungs. She passes it to Coco. After they finished the cigarette, she got dressed. They went home since Angel was sleeping over at his dad's they were able to fuck around the house.
Angel comes home the next morning to find their clothes everywhere. The place reeking of sex. He sighed, shaking his head. He walks into the kitchen to see Luna making breakfast and Coco drinking coffee. "What has to get disinfected?" He pours a cup of coffee.
"The couch, the dining table, and the weight bench." Luna flips the pancake.
"Jesus, you two are animals." He walks into the living room to sit down on the recliner.
"That too." Coco nods to him from the breakfast bar.
"Fuck." He jumps out of the chair when he touches something wet.
"Why do you think I'm sitting here?" He points down to the stool he was on.
"What would it matter, it's your cum?" He sat down on the stool next to him.
"So, doesn't mean I want to sit in it?" He scoffs. Luna put down a plate of pancakes, eggs, and sausage in front of each of them. "You're probably the type of guy to taste your own cum." He squinted at Angel. He was trying to figure out if he did.
"Ew, dude." He shook his head.
"Ew, Coco. Don't be disgusting." She cut her pancakes.
"You were enjoying this disgustingness last night." He winks.