AWAKENING (Alfonzo) (18 page)

This was the first time in months
Alfonzo
wasn’t concerned with protection and
he became
i
ntentionally
selfish
.
Making love to Selange
gave him an adrenalin rush. The high he got
greater than
any drug
or drink
. Tonight he deliberately held her accountable for breaking her vows and
reneging on a marital pact to have lots of kids.
To
night
she’d pay
up;
he meant to ensure it with every stroke and semen pouring from his body. Nico would never have
his
woman
–
as long as he lived!

Alfonzo was intent on recouping everything she’d taken by reclaiming it with sexual stealth. She
grip
ped
the edge of the chaise
when he turned her over and she
moaned with
every delicious stroke
when he re-entered from the backdoor. Alfonzo covered her
spine and she felt
the heat of his
liquored
breath fanning
it and moaned
when
the
tip of his shaft
touch
ed
her G-spot
causing her to liquefy.

He withdrew from her moist cavern,
turning her
around to him and showed the women the power of a man’s kiss. Selange’s head tilt back
from the force
and he cupped
t
he back
of her scalp
with
one s
trong hand in demonstration. He dominated her with ease. They were knee to knee facing each other and he bent low to suckle each milky breast, squeezing with
the
folds of his mouth
around her nipple for
sustenance and delighting in the way she pushed further to him without requ
est. He stimulated the
vaginal
folds of her skin, caressing between her thighs
with his hand
, causing a pleasurable friction that propelled her closer like a moth to a flame. With this unspoken demand he countered and reclined on his back bringing her down over him.
“
Beso
mi
.”

She extended her arms on the side of his head and
did ad he asked. She
kissed him
with longing and it was her apology for acting a damn fool
. It was sugar to his brain, a
much
needed fix. Then she worked the kisses in an uneven pattern down his torso, licking and lovingly planting special Selange kisses to the healed scars. His eyes closed, under the loving care she displayed and his heart seized the
n
somersaulted into
frenzy
when his love’s mouth drew him in.
She orally pleased him and the explosive aftershocks were like the impact of a bullet, the force was that great. He tousled her hair as she worked him so damn good he fired
back
in return.  Whatever, the spectators were doing, he didn’t hear. The music
was their bodies,
everything else became
silent. It was him and his love existing in a world no one else was supposed to enter.
T
his place
had been
sacred, but she’d opened it with her act of sacrilege
and allowed others to enter and pilfer it. H
owever,
her
tenderness began to blast away the boulders in his mind
and t
he
crap
stored there started
tumbling down
. An
avalanche
of rocks broke away from his brain
and he
his head felt light and
his vision became restored. Right now, he
could see so damn clear. He loved this goddamn woman.
Period.
End of story!

She crawled over him and
widened her thighs
to receive him and when she flowed like silk atop him, he gripped her soft hips mesmerized by her
beauty
. He grunt in Spanish
,
lift
ing
his pelvis
and she
bounc
ed
in the air
at each impact. He wanted her liquid s
ugar and
sought to satisfy his sweet tooth at her expense. Selange hovered low like a
jockey to grip his shoulders or get thrown off
by the rapid pace in which he moved
. He’d stored his passions for so long, it’s in the intimacy of their lovemaking
,
she received the force of it
. Her raspy cry of ecstasy came with as much force as the orgasmic blasts sending fluid love straight to her epicenter
as he burst through the gate
in a climatic finish
.
Only then did she let go. She was panting and trembling, raining over him in a waterfall.

Once the heat of their bodies cooled and the tremors subsided she slid up then slapped his face, “You asshole!”

He grinned and she slapped
the grin away.
The third never happened because he was upright with her wrists high and a black scowl warning, she’d made her point. He was an asshole. Got it!

“What the fuck are you looking at, get the hell out of here you stupid bitches!” She shout
ed
at his
female
guests.

Alfonzo swiveled his head to see the women scampering into their clothes. He’d forgotten they were there. He didn’t let go of her wrists, heck no and sat pulling her down on his lap. She tucked her head in the crook of his shoulder crying from humiliation. Hey, he didn’t understand what she was so ashamed about. Big deal, they had an audience,
s
hit, her performance was stellar. He
sighed, Selange was perplexing,
and an
adulterous prude seemed a contradictory term.
She had a
fierce spirit one minute
and the next she cried like a baby.
Damn, he missed her silly ass.  He rubbed her wild hair and listened to her whimpering. Maybe, he went too far.
She’d come to his hell and rescued him from it. He required a savior and she walked through that door, endured his debauchery then dragged him through the burning flames.

Her resolve hadn’t faltered th
e entire time,
except
here at the end. Warm tears
rolled down his shoulder
joining the moisture
already
clinging to his skin. He told the women in Spanish to
hurry and
leave. He needed privacy
. He put his arms around her waist, watching the women gathering the last of their belongings and winked as they blew him kisses as they backed out the door.
Michelina and Daniela
were sexy
lesbians
with an arsenal of games
–but
the nonsense was done. He didn’t want the crap
anymore;
he wanted the crybaby-fierce adulterous prude in his arms
.

He wouldn’t share
his body or his heart with anyone
, again
. They belonged to Selange
. He frowned when she sniffled
and he
took a finger and brushed aside the hair from her cheek. “Hey,
babe come
on
look at me.”

“No, I can hear fine. I don’t need to look at you. You humiliated me. I don’t do this type of stuff, you know that and you got your kicks at my expense. I hope your whore friends liked the show.”

“I’m sure they didn’t,” he chuckled, not adding they would have preferred to lick her instead of watching him fuck. He wasn’t the main attraction, that’s for sure and those two were into being in the act. Had she
liked women, they would have given her the S.T.A.R treatment. Yeah, it was their acronym for Sex That Ass Right. Except, he’d shown what a man’s version of the S.T.A.R treatment looked like.

He gave Selange his undivided attention,
“I’m sorry, babe.
I didn’t mean to do that.”

She wiped her face with the back of her hand, “I came here to talk to you about our legal problems. I’m scared as hell about going to jail.”

He soothed her, “You’re not going to
jail;
they’re trying to make me nervous.”

‘What if I
am
arrested?”

“You’ll be out in less than 72 hours, if I have to bust you out myself.”

“I’m scared. The kids need me.”

He
pushed
her chin up
with a finger
to view her face, “Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” she answered unequivocally.

“I have this under control.
But,
if
babe, somebody
wants
to
send me a message
through you,
my lawyer
s
will rip
open their
asses;
let ‘
em
try
it.”

She nodded.

He raised his knee with her on it, “Now, let’s talk about us. Do you still love this asshole?”

She didn’t lie. “You know I do.”

He grinned and his eyes lit up, “
How about we d
o
this relationship
over,
sólo
nosotros
esta
vez
,
me
siento
?
”

“Alfonzo, are you sure? Nico and the babies come with the deal. He’s the father.”

His eyes dimmed then became a fiery blue, “Look, it’s not going to be a joyful situation between me and that sonovabitch and you’ll need to accept that
’s the way it is
. But, the kids, they’
re
loved
already.
How can I not love Vincent and Angelina?”

She hiccupped a cry, “I know…
o
h, God, I’m sorry for putting you in this predicament. On the blood of my mother I’ll never hurt you like that again. I
’m
sorry I did this
to our family and I plan to make it right by loving you to death.”

“Well, you better ‘
cause
I have this crazy obsession with you and no
thing
I did
got rid of it.
I guess it really is do or die for us.”

“Yep.”

He cupped her face, “
Babe, as soon as this legal
stuff
is over, we’re getting married
and I’m not le
tting anybody get in between us. You –are more than enough for me and I don’t want you to ever doubt it. You have to be with me one hundred percent going forward. If you have something that’s bothering you, come to me, if I’m being a shit, shout at me, but don’t go behind my back and stab me. Don’t, okay?”

“I swear
I’ll never do anything to hurt you again.”

He put his forehead to hers, “And for crying out loud, limit the drinks, you get vicious with that mouth, for real.”

“If you limit yours.”

“
I will, no doubt.” He held her arms, “Let’s
keep this relationship on the down-low babe. I don’t want anybody coming after you to get to me.
If I were the D.A. it’d look like fraud to me, too.”

“I guess it will.”

“I’ll stay here, we’ll hook-up don’t worry about that, but for now we’ll just keep quiet for a while. Do you think you can do that?”

When she smiled it was breathtaking, “Seriously, me
,
keep a secret?”

It’s then
a roar of laughter bellowed from somewhere deep as if it’d been waiting to come out for decades. He laughed so damn hard he choked. Fucking
-
A, she could keep a
secret,
she’
d
kept a far more sinister one
!

CHAPTER
NINE

The plane from Indonesia landed at JFK airport at exactly five fi
f
ty three on Monday morning. The woman with the carry-on luggage and professional camera emerged from the terminal and caught a cab to Manhattan. The ride was faster than usual due to the early morning hour and she arrived near the South Street Seaport before seven. She made her way down the pier thinking how unbelievably empty it was compared to other ports she’d visited around the world. Uptight, anal Americans
were so f
rightened of their own shadows
they monitored the biggest transport systems, yet failed miserably in surveillance of the ports
.