Chapter 29
It was well after midnight when Maria looked at the clock and decided she had seen enough and 'heard' enough to give Jeff and Lynn. She was on her way out when she spotted Antonio DeMarco himself just a few feet away. She put on her best smile and made her way over to him.
"Good evening Senor DeMarco," she greeted respectfully extending her hand as well. Even though he was a cold blooded killer he still put up the front of a gentlemen.
"Ah, Ms. Lopez," he brought her hand to his lips and kissed it gently. "You look stunning this evening." He looked her up and down.
She smiled, "Thank you, you don't look too bad yourself Senor."
"Please call me Antonio," he requested.
She nodded and played with her hair a little. "This is a fantastic party, but I was just on my way out when I spotted you. I couldn't very well come to one of your gatherings and not say hello to the host, could I?" she winked.
He smiled smugly in return and extended his hand to take hers. She took it without hesitation and they started walking. "The night is young, why don't you stay a little longer. A young lady such as yourself can afford to do such things," he was trying to charm her.
It wouldn't hurt to see what his room looks like she thought smiling seductively. "What's in it for me?" she asked innocently as they walked outside.
"Whatever the lady likes," he rested his hands on her hips from behind her. "Whatever she needs." He let his lips trail down her neck to her shoulder.
She moved her neck to give him more access and smiled. "I couldn't agree more," she turned in his arms and brought him into a deep kiss.
Lynn looked at her watch for the hundredth time that evening and sighed, worriedly. "I'm getting worried," she voiced. "She should've called by now or least we should've heard from Mariachi."
"If she's doing what I think she's doing we're not going to hear from her till morning," he smiled knowingly.
She almost choked at his insinuation and shook her head trying to get the image out of her head. "You could've gone all night and not told me that," she informed in a bored tone.
He chuckled quietly and laid down on the couch. "Tired?" he asked.
"I'm bored, does that count?" she asked looking at him stretched out on the couch. She slid out of her chair and crawled onto him on the couch, straddling him.
He automatically rested his hands on her outer thighs under her skirt and rubbed them softly.
"Are you tired?" she asked in return.
"No," he said plainly.
She slowly rubbed herself against his groin making small hushed sounds escape his lips. She watched the expressions that crossed his face and could almost believe he would open his eyes at any second and look at her when he was in the midst of pleasure.
She slid her hand between them and caressed him through his pants making him even harder. "My turn," she breathed unbuttoning his pants and shoving her hand inside. She stroked him a few times and pulled him from his pants making him sigh with relief. Without warning she enveloped her mouth around him and began to suck him.
He gasped and couldn't restrain himself from grabbing two handfuls of hair. "Oh fuck..." he breathed as she took him to the back of her throat and swallowed. He gave a small cry and jerked beneath her.
I must be doing something right she awarded herself as she continued to go up and down on his length. She wasn't very skilled with blowjobs she hadn't done that many. Vickie told her just to treat her mouth like a pussy and he would enjoy the hell out of himself. At the moment she was giving Vickie a silent thank you.
"Lynn...you have to stop sugar..." he breathed trying to pull her off him.
She quickly released him and looked at him worriedly. Maybe I thought too soon she berated herself. "Did I do something wrong?" she asked moving up his body.
He shook his head and caressed both sides of her face. "No, you didn't do anything wrong," his hands slid down her waist and settled on them.
She was about to ask why when he quickly sat up and stood from the couch making her wrap her legs around his waist with a small gasp.
"Let's take this to bed," he suggested walking into the bedroom and placing her on the bed.
"I could get used to this you know," she said as he took his pants off and threw them in the chair.
"You're not already?" he mocked.
"I'm serious you're gonna spoil me," she admitted.
He moved on top of her. "You deserve to be spoiled," he whispered kissing the side of her neck.
She closed her eyes and let him do with her as he wanted.
I need to speak with you about a mare...
He stared at the note and closed his eyes. Things are about to come to a head it seems... He opened his eyes and read the note again and put it back in his pocket. He picked up his guitar and strummed a few strings, thinking.
"For you Carolina," he whispered.