Chapter 2: Caught in the Act

You know those people who completely ignore you when you tell them not to do something? Yep, that's the beautiful woman I had just invited into my shanty. I told her not to touch my things and guess what she did? She touched my fucking stuff! We never got to the fucking, no biggie, her father doesn't have to know that I had any intentions anyways. I am done with her, can't wait until she is off this fucking island, turns out she was just another woman.
I kicked her out of my little shanty in the compound, usually for when I am on this island. I then left with her, it was silence as we walked our way over to Hoyt's building. She took her heels off as we walked up the stairs to the top and then we found ourselves sitting around the round table just inside the dining room to the right of the stairs leading up to his office.
I passed time by listening to the rambles between nearby 'puppy dogs' of Hoyt's and picking at the dirt beneath my fingernails. Then I felt my craving again... That feeling I get from time to time and right now wasn't the right time, but when you are sitting across from the very thing you crave for you can't hold back. She had been quite patient ever since we started waiting for her father to leave Hoyt's office. Ever since we made out for those few minutes before she touched my stuff, I couldn't get my mind off of her.
I kind of liked her exotic side and despite the fact we didn't know each other that well, I had already determined she didn't listen and she liked it rough. Two things I can from time to time enjoy in a woman's personality. I took a lot of things into consideration, such as the fact that she was the first woman I have wanted to fuck in four days, which is a first for me. I might have plenty of whores to get my way with on the North island, but I am also a cunning, muscular, not to mention se- Anyways! I am always busy, so I rarely get the opportunity to get more than two hours of good sex, which is exactly what I wanted from her.
Then there is also the fact that she is a beautiful woman, the others couldn't compare to the beauty I was admiring right at this minute. So those are some pretty could reasons to forget the touching my stuff thing, then again... I am still pissed at her, she disobeyed me and then asked for forgiveness when I yelled at her about it. I mean, she fucking went through my secret stash! I have all my important shit in there, porn mags, condoms, heroine, a bit of the ghost, you know important stuff... But she had to touch it despite the fact I told her not to.
I peeked a look at her, she was slouched on the table leaning on her elbow, her hair draped over the side of her head serving as a veil. She still could rock that black nylon in my mind and her eyes were fixated on the wood markings of the table. Her long nails which I want scratching patterns into my shoulders and lower back, now tapped against the hard oak.
Damn! I needed to stop thinking about her... I sighed, she was just another woman, right? She did come on to me in the beginning, I was nice enough to give the lady some room, but she came running at me still. I smirked to myself at the thought, they always do come at me first and if not then I come onto them... Or at least that's how I remember most of my encounters with women that don't end with screaming and crying.
I continued to peek over at her, eventually just plainly staring at her, it was very obvious that I wanted to say something and break that silence. She looked so depressed for some reason, maybe I should have just done what Hoyt ordered and taken her on a tour. Actually if I wanted to be a smart ass, I could say that I did take her on a tour... "The Montenegro Tour". I nodded my head at the thought of giving her the full tour, I probably should, I do have a condom in my shanty and anything to break the tension would be okay with me. Plus, that craving would need to be satisfied soon.
"Lakshamana..." I cooed smugly, uncrossing my arms and leaning over the table. She didn't look up at me and instead I heard a heavy sigh escape the pale lips that I enjoyed.
"What do you want Vaas?"
"Well... I want a lot of things, but the truth is I want you." Her eyes widened as she sat up straight and stared at me, I sat back and crossed my arms again winking before giving her a keen grin.
"I apologize for touching your things earlier."
"Yeah! You should be fucking sorry, I-" I stopped myself, I guess I was being a bit harsh, the tone of my voice was stern and accusing. Enough to put her back in that depressed state that I could not have her in when I was fucking her. I took a deep breath in through my nose and out through my mouth. "It's okay baby, just don't do it again." This time it will slip, I was not going soft if it happens again, I will find some sort of punishment.
"Okay... I promise." I smiled again, that was a good girl, most women didn't apologize and didn't listen to any of my words, she was a bit different. A thought came to my head, I would need some bait before I go in for the catch.
"Hey uh... How bout we play a game?" I jeered, she smiled looking me up and down before leaning in closer till the edge of the table met her mid drift.
"I'm listening." She replied, nipping on her bottom lip, a small smile playing on her lips.
"Okay, so the game is, 'What if'?"
"Sounds interesting enough, how do you play?"
"It's easy, I will go first..." I coughed lowly at the pit of my throat before perking my feet up on the table. "What if I flipped the table over, right now?"
"I am sure my father and Hoyt will hear. They won't be so pleased when I tell them you attempted to rape me." My eyebrows furrowed with surprise, I was not expecting that and the way she said it, almost with a hidden hatred. She was maniacal, the little bitch. "My turn?" She countered gesturing to herself and smiling innocently with a glint in her eyes, I nodded my head hesitantly.
"What if..." She brought her hand up to cup her chin crossing her arms half way, she looked up in hopes of finding a depth in her mind. "You couldn't have sex for a year?"
"At all?"
"At all..." She replied firmly with a grin on her face, lowering her arms to cross.
"I would probably shoot myself."
"Really?!" Her head cocked back with complete disbelief, she didn't know me that well, I shrugged putting my hands up behind my head.
"I already have suicidal tendencies. If I can't fuck pussy, I would rather die than live my life with no pleasure, or sexual outlets."
"What if you weren't lonely?" My head fell back and I chuckled loudly looking over at her and shaking my head.
"Not your turn." She sighed with annoyance, I had to admit her stubbornness was nice, it gave me a hard on.
"What if you didn't have that dress on?"
"Then you would to see my upper half..."
"Hmm... I would like that, but that's no answer." I leaned in closer expecting a reply, she was far to polite not to.
"I don't know... You would like that?"
"Oh yes." She stood slowly and walked over to the double doors closing them shut and locking them, she then turned to me leaning back against the door. I sat back in my seat a bit confused as to what her next move would be. She then reached her hands up to flick the straps on her black dress, my eyes widened when it slid down her body puddling at her ankles.
I made a wolf whistle as she approached and grinned deviously when I noticed the small tattoo of a heart beside her navel, my throbbing bulge just waiting for the perfect moment to take action. She swung a leg over my waist and straddled me, placing her hands on my shoulders, her hair draped over her shoulders beautifully just barely touching the erect nipples of her breasts.
"What would you do, Mr. Montenegro, if I wasn't wearing a dress?" I licked my lips looking her up and down, giving myself some restraint in remembering that she wasn't a whore. I placed my hands on her hips, her soft skin felt so silky beneath my fingertips... So smooth...
"I would do a lot of things... I could just fuck you on the table-"
"Too savage." She stated with amusement.
"I am savage when it comes to innocent things."
"Am I just a thing though Vaas? Do you value me more than just..." She leaned in closer her chest met mine and her breath hot at my ear. "A fuck toy?" My eyes rolled back when she said that word, the sweet perfume finding it's way from her body to my nostrils. Oh how sweet she smelled, how powerful she was for such an innocent girl.
"I don't know, we will have to find won't we?" I dug my thumbs into the edges of her underwear, she growled and slapped my hands away.
"Not yet there savage..." She grabbed the sides of my face and pressed her forehead to mine. "What if... I did this?" She forcefully put all her strength into grinding against me, I groaned forcefully grabbing her hips and sitting up I pushed her on the table. She placed her hands lazily on her mid drift, her hair flew back flat on the table giving me a perfect view of her bare chest.
She bit her bottom lip, I caressing my hands up her tight stomach over her breasts which I squeezed leisurely.
"You are so fucking sexy, baby." I heaved reaching my hands down for the zipper of my pants and quickly working them open. I eventually undid it, our chests were heaving and we were breathing heavily. We didn't have to exhaust ourselves for the anticipation made us so excited.
I reached into my pants and pulled out my hard on. I snatched her waist and slammed her against my hips, she moaned as the pressure from my manhood hit her soaking underwear.
"You wanted this, haven't you? Tell me you want me!" I ordered, she placed her palms flat on the table and grabbed her underwear rolling them down and throwing them to the side before sitting up wrapping her arms around my neck and pushing herself onto me, she moaned and made a small yelp as I broke through her virginity. I felt her insides pulse inside me with want, I grunted falling back onto the chair.
"I want you." She whispered as she dug her fingers through my Mohawk and kissed me roughly. I pushed her away holding her shoulders firmly and glaring her in the eyes strictly, she stared on with confusion. I moved my hands up her arms slowly snatching her wrists and pulling her hands from my hair.
"Don't touch my hair." I growled knowing she won't make the same mistake twice I pulled her into another kiss, rough and... Surprisingly electric. I had never felt so vigorous before, my hands sculpted her lower back, she moaned loudly when my tongue pushed between her lips. I slammed up against her, she pulled from the kiss her back arching, I cupped her mouth and pulled to look at me again.
"Shhh Princessa. Your papa can't hear you." She giggled pulling me to her again and starting to push up and down on me.
"Vaas..." She whimpered, oh how she said that! How she fucking said that! I didn't care if she was a clients daughter I wanted her to scream that! Louder so everyone will know who she belongs to now... Or... For the moment. I roughly dug my nails into her thighs and flipped her onto the table slamming harder into. Her eyes widened and she covered her mouth, I grabbed her hands and pinned them to the table.
"B-But... My dad." She stated in between my thrusts, I smirked.
"Just scream for me and enjoy it." She moaned and writhed for me, but did not scream. I grew annoyed removing my hands from her wrists and grabbing her waist pumping harder into her pussy. She put her thumb into her mouth and bit down, I snarled, her eyes squeezed shut.
"Yell for me!" I ordered, she just whimpered in turn, how the hell can I hear my name again? I needed her to-
A loud knocking came at the door rapid and quick, she panicked sitting up and wrapping her arms around my neck in hopes of finding protection. I held her lower back tightly, nobody would see her this way, but me... I took her innocence... She was mine. We were silent as another knock came to the door.
"Darling is everything okay?" At the sound of her fathers voice I felt her tense, her insides shaking around me. She closed her eyes and rested her head on my chest.
"Yeah dad, everything is fine."
"May I come in?"
"No!" The two blurted in unison.
"The doors locked, remember?" I whispered, her body loosened, she sighed. I started moving my lips up and down her neck nipping and biting.
"I-I mean... I'm changing into more fitting attire for this jungle environment." I grinned brushing a few strands of hair behind her ear.
"Oh well dear, you could have just asked. Where is the pirate lord?" I sucked and then bit down furiously over her neck, she soared her fingers through my hair... On fucking purpose.
"Vaas!" She moaned lightly, that's exactly what I wanted, I lifted her up and placed her back down onto the table starting to slowly pump in and out of her.
"Yes, dear. Do you know where he may be?" I thrusted hard.
"Yes!" She yelped, I chuckled as her back arched.
"Where?" I wanted to yell 'I'm here' so loud that everyone could hear me in the entire fucking compound.
"Outside." She shouted before hearing nothing more, she sat up wrapping her arms aprons my neck and roughly meeting my thrusts. I was close, she was close, this would be the best orgasm we would ever have. "Fuck Vaas." She whimpered breathing heavily before her back arched beautifully and her release around my cock sent me spurting into her. I groaned and grunted continuously rolling my hips into hers feeling her clench around me nonstop. Damn she was so goddamn good at sex.
She heaved placing her forehead on my shoulder and sniffing my shirt to take in the scent of sweat, cologne, and sex. I placed my hands on her hips, smoothing out her curves and feeling her clamor silk skin.
"How was that?"
"A-Amazing..." She stuttered, closing her eyes, I chuckled deeply in her ear, feeling the moisture and warmth running from her pussy as I was still inside her. He wanted to tie her up to his bed and keep her forever non stop, it truly was a sight to be sen.
"Do you know what you walked into?" She asked breathlessly.
"I didn't walk into it... I fucked into it." She chuckled, moving my hands up to her breasts and feeling the large mounds beneath my fingertips. "Oh man." I mumbled before pulling out of her and caressing my thumb on her thigh, she rested her head on my shoulder. "We will have to get you the pill." Her eyes flashed up to me and my smile slowly started to fall.
"That would be killing, I will not do that." She hissed almost venomously with her native accent molding the words.
"I can't have you getting knocked up." She sighed a small tear sliding from her eye. The moment went from so pleasing and relaxed to panicked and irritated. "Your father will definitely fuck me up."
"I can't do that though Vaas. If we have conceived a child then that is a sign of the intimacy that we share. Mohan would not have want us to kill our own child."
"Baby, you don't even know if you're pregnant. Just take the pill and we can get on with our fucking lives." I didn't really want to get on with my life, there was a part of her that made me see the good in myself and I barely knew her.
"I can't Vaas... It's against my religion." I slammed my hand onto the table and pressed my forehead to hers while staring her strictly into the eyes. I was enraged, I was a twenty-seven year old pirate lord/cocky bachelor, no way in hell was I going to have a kid with her.
"If you go this route and you decide to disobey my authority on this. I will make sure that a fucking bullet goes through your skull. You better go to the medic and get that fucking pill." There was a voice in my head that told me, I wouldn't be able to kill her, that she was everything to me. I closed my eyes and ran my fingers through her hair, she gulped loudly.
"You wouldn't hurt me... Right?" I opened my eyes and took a step back, this was mistake, all of this was a mistake. Hoyt gave me one rule when I had become a pirate lord, well two rules, but the number one rule was to never go around fucking woman and making them pregnant. When I was brought into business I was eighteen years old, I was a virgin, and I had never had a drug, or had said a bad word in my life. Hoyt had taught me things, showed me the amazing things in life, money, drugs, and then woman. Hoyt was very much amused with how many trips I would take to the nearest whore house on the island within a week. Hoyt never protested and instead promised me as much woman as I wanted as long as I used protection.
From then on I never fucked without a condom nearby, the plan was to fuck her at home where I would remove a condom from my stash and use that. Then it happened, she touched my shit, one thing led to another and now they were here. There was now a frantic knock on the door, they both looked at the door with wide eyes.
"Open this bloody door up now, Vaas Montenegro!"