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Anatoly

I can’t believe that Fuentes has a fucking room in the club.

Fuck!

It’s going to work out because I can’t wait to fuck Gigi. She has me so damn hard, it’s fucking hurts. I enter the code into the keypad, anxious to get inside the room. The door clicks; I grab the door knob turning it, and pull the door open.

“Baby, come on,” I say, looking at her and taking her hand.

I stare into her passionate hazel eyes. She’s so damned beautiful, and I want her so badly.

“This is incredible, really, there’s a room here?”

“Da,” I huff, nodding.

We walk into the hallway, and I close the door, making sure it’s locked. The music from the club is now muffled; there must be serious insulation in this area. I wonder what else is here. There’s a door on the right and another one at the end of the hallway.

I’ll check it out later because I need to get Gigi into the room right now. We stop at the last door, and I enter the code. The door clicks, and I push it open. We walk inside, and there is undoubtedly an unexpected luxurious room. The room is lush, with a rich, thick cream carpet. The furniture is cherry wood, old-world style, with an intricate design. The color scheme is rich, dark blue tones, giving it visual richness.

“Wow, look at this room,” Georgina says, looking around.

“Yeah, it’s nice, but you’re lovely,” I say, pulling her into my arms and kissing her.

I’m so ready to explode that I pull the strings of the dress and push it down. I pull away and look at her perky breasts. Her mauve tight nipples are mouthwatering. I cup her breast and run my finger over her tight nipple, lowering my eyelids.

“Come here,” Gigi mutters in a low, sexy voice.

I step forward, smiling. Gigi grabs my tie and pulls me closer. She pushes off my suit jacket from my shoulders, and it falls onto the carpet. I pull off my tie and unbutton my black shirt. She works on my belt and pants and pushes them down along with my boxers.

Gigi gasps and takes my hard cock into her hands, stroking it.

“You’re so big.”

“Fuck! I need you.”

I’m going to explode, and that’s not happening.

I kick off my pants and shoes, pick her up in my arms, and kiss her. I walk to the bed and place her on it. I fall onto my knees, spreading her thigh, and look at her sweet pussy. Her pussy lips are coated with her honey. My mouth waters, and I slide my finger over her swollen flesh. I smear the honey and rub her flesh.

“Baby, you’re so wet for me.”

“Si, for you.”

“Da.”

I lean and lick up her honey, twirling my tongue around her swollen flesh. I suck it and lick, sucking up all of her honey from her flesh. More honey gushes out of her, and I suck it all up.

“Yes, I like that,” She moans, grabbing my hair and pulling me closer.

I grab her ass, pulling her up; I devour her swollen pussy, licking her sensitive folds. I sink my tongue inside her, fucking her.

“Anatoly, I need more!”

“Fuck yes.”

I sink my finger inside her tight pussy, and pull it out. I rub her flesh, feeling her body tense up, so close to orgasm.

“Come for me, Baby.”

“Yes, yes, I’m so close!”

I rub her pussy, and move up to lick and suck her tight nipple. I bite it and suck her tight flesh. I look at the nice swollen nipple and suck it hard.

“Anatoly!”

“That’s it, Baby, come for me!”

Gigi peaks and reaches her climax. I release her, move up, and slide my swollen head into her pussy. I love watching my cock disappear inside her, it’s fucking erotic. I pull out and sink back inside her pussy. I do it again, making sure to work her to take my cock.

“Anatoly, you feel so good.”

“Baby, I’m going to fuck you hard.”

“Yes!”

I thrust inside her tight pussy tearing through the thin hymen.

“Fuck!”

This is fucking incredible!

She’s a virgin.

Fuck me!

“You’re a virgin?”

“Ah, no. I was a virgin.”

“Fuck!”

“Yes, fuck me!”

This is messed up!

Why didn’t she tell me?

I can feel her inner pussy walls grab my cock tight, driving me crazy. I grab her hips and start thrusting inside her hard and deep, gazing into her passionate hazel eyes.

I rub her flesh and watch her come undone. I fall over the edge with her, pumping out all I have. I remain on top of her, hearing her heart rate. I fall onto my back, pulling her with me. I run my hand up and down her back.

“Anatoly, that was amazing.”

“Da. You’re incredible.”

“I’m not on the pill.”

“Fuck! I’m sorry. I should have used protection. Fuck!”

I push up into a sitting position to look at her. She’s blushing and so damn beautiful. I don’t really care if she gets pregnant, but we’re just getting to know each other. I don’t want it to be just a hookup. I

“I’m clean.”

“So am I.”

What the fuck is wrong with me? I always use a condom.

What the fuck!

“I’ll get you the morning-after pill.”

“Yeah, that works,” Gigi says, nodding.

“Let me get a towel to clean you up.”

“Okay,” Gigi says, blushing.

Fuck me!

She’s so damn young, and I fucked up. I don’t know if knowing that she was a virgin would have stopped me. I really wanted her, and I still want her.

I push off the bed and walk to the door, which must be the bathroom. I open it, and it is the bathroom. I grab the towel and turn on the hot water to wet it. I return to the bed, and I smile at her.

“Baby, I’m going to clean you up.”

“Oh my, you don’t need to do that,” Gigi says, blushing.

“Da. I want to.”

I spread her thighs, and the evidence of her virginity is smeared on her and on my cock. I wipe her clean. I push off the bed and throw the towel into the bathroom floor. I return to the bed and pull her into my arms.

“How are you feeling?”

“I’m good.”

“You’re going to be sore in the morning.”

“Yeah, but I don’t care. I don’t regret it.”

I gaze into her eyes, roaming from side to side, seeking the truth. She’s happy, and that makes me happy. I don’t regret anything.

“Baby, let’s talk. Tell me about you.”

“Well, you know that I’m in school to be an x-ray technician. I’m almost done. My friends and I attend the same school. I live with my Mama. . . . . and that’s it. Tell me all about you,” Gigi says, smiling at me.

This girl is something else, so damn full of life, and makes me smile. I run my fingers through her long, silky hair.

“Gigi, I love that you’re enjoying your life, making it your own.”

She bites her lip and smiles with teary eyes, looking away.

What the fuck is wrong?

I cup her face and wipe the tears, looking at her lower lip tremble. A gut-wrenching fear sets in; something is not right.

“Gigi, talk to me. What’s wrong?”

I gaze into her huge hazel eyes, and she gathers her brow. She glances around the room quickly as if processing or deciding to share. I don’t like it. Something is wrong, and I need to know what it is.

“It’s nothing, really.”

I cup her face with both hands and gaze into her eyes, raising my brow.

“Gigi, tell me what or who is causing this fear that I see in your eyes.”

She blinks several times and lowers her eyelids, looking at her nails in deep thought.

I wait for her to process and decide to share. But I’m not letting this go.

“Oh my, I’ll tell you. It’s scary, and maybe you can give me ideas on what to do,” Gigi says, pushing up from my arms.

She gets out of bed and grabs my shirt from the carpet, pulling it on. She looks so damn sexy, fuck.

“Okay, I’m going to tell you everything that’s happened to me,” She huffs, waving her hand.

“Okay, I’m listening.”

“It’s a damn nightmare! Check this out; my chicas are my heroes; they’re fierce and saved me from being kidnapped a few weeks ago,” Gigi says, talking with her hands and tossing her hair.

She looks at me with bright eyes and a faint blush on her cheeks as she walks around the room excitedly and talks.

“What do you mean? They saved you?”

I push off the bed and grab my boxers, pulling them on and crossing my arms.

This is not cool.

Who the fuck wants to kidnap my girl.

“Anatoly, this huge man tried to kidnap me from the store parking lot, but he failed.

Oh my god!

The man laughed; he grabbed my ponytail and was swinging me around like a damn rag doll. Then he hit me in the face when I started yelling. I couldn’t believe it! I saw stars, and I was dizzy. I was helpless and scared.

My chicas helped me get away; they ran when they saw that the huge monster had grabbed me by my ponytail. I couldn’t get away; my kicks were not making contact.

Marissa and Heather hit him. Somehow, Heather managed to kick him in the balls, and the thug released me, falling onto the ground, yelling.

We ran to the car, and that’s how I escaped,” Gigi says, moving her hands and looking at me.

“Fuck! Who was the fucker?”

“I don’t know who the thug was. He scared me. He said that I’m the Cartel’s property! I don’t think so,” Gigi huffs, running her fingers through her hair, and pulls it back, closing her eyes.

What the fuck!

“What else did he say?”

“Not much. Only that, since my Dad is in the Cartel, the Boss wants me.”

Fuck me!

I have to look into this. Maybe Fuentes can help me figure it out. But I’ll be damned if I allow the Cartel to take my girl. I have to protect her, she’s in danger.

“Baby, it’s going to be okay,” I say, pulling her into my arms.

Gigi trembles in my arms after her excited, animated tale of what happened. Her bravado deflates as she realizes the danger that she’s in.

Fuck me!

Gigi is full of life, such a bright light. I don’t want anyone or anything to dim her light.

“But the thug was huge. He said that the Cartel will take me.”

“Shushhh, it’s going to be okay. The Cartel can’t take you,” I whisper, wiping her tears.

I kissed her eyes, cheeks, nose, and entire face with butterfly kisses. Then I kissed her softly, but it quickly turns into a desperate, passionate kiss.

Gigi moves her hands up my back, making me shudder. The intense burn spreads through my body; my cock is hard, anxious to get balls deep inside her again. I pull her into my arms, and she wraps her arms around my neck. I walk and stop placing her on the bed. I crawl onto the bed, kissing her, moving my hands all over, exploring every curve, learning every erogenous area. I kiss her with an intense hunger that grows hotter.

This woman is under my skin, driving me crazy.

I have a gut feeling that she’s going to be an obsession.

I’m never going to get enough of her.

Nyet.

I’m not looking for more, but my body and soul want Georgina.

Fuck me!

I pull away, resting my hands on each side of her head, gazing into her innocent eyes; she’s a breath of fresh air, a bright light in my dark world. The emotions choke me, and my throat closes. I gasp for air, inhaling deeply and exhaling, repeating until I take control of the overwhelming feelings.

“Gigi, I’m so glad to have met you,” I say in a raspy voice. My eyes dart back and forth, looking into her eyes to read her feelings.

“Anatoly, I like you too,” Gigi whispers, smiling.

She moves her hands to rest on my shoulders, pulling me closer.

“Good, because I’m not letting you go.”

“What?”

“Gigi, I want you in my life. I want you close; I want to protect you.”

“Wow, are you serious?”

“Da. Very serious, so tell me now if you’re my girl.”

“Oh my, that’s really intense and fast.”

“Da. But in my world, I don’t have time to fuck around. I make decisions, no regrets.”

“Ah. . . . I’m in,” She says, wide-eyed, biting her lip.

“I’m thrilled that you’re in because now you’re mine, my woman.”

“Si, your woman,” Gigi whispers, licking her lips.

Fuck!

My cock reminds me that we need to get inside her. I kiss her, claiming her as mine. She responds with the same passionate need, matching every stroke. I move my lips down her throat, nibbling and sucking, tasting every inch of her marking her as mine. I lick her tight nipple and suck it hard, moving my hand to rub her swollen flesh.

“Baby girl, I need you.”

“Yes.”

I grab my throbbing cock, rub it at her entrance, and thrust inside, grunting. I take her hands, lacing our fingers, and rest them over her head. I move in and out slowly, making sure that she’s okay so soon after her first time. I grind my molars; her inner walls grab my cock so tight; it’s sweet, painfully bliss.

“Are you okay?”

“Si, I need more,” She says, biting her lip.

“Fuck!”

I start moving faster and deeper, picking up my pace. Soon, I’m pounding into her, bottoming out and pulling out.

“Come for me, Baby,” I murmur, staring at her.

I feel her tense, her pussy grabs my cock tight, and she falls over the edge taking me with her.

I bury my face in her shoulder and bite down, marking her as I come.

“Oh my, that was amazing,” Gigi hums, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“It was mind-blowing; you take me so damn good,” I groan, pulling away from her. I’m too fucking big, and I don’t want to crush her.

“Yeah, I do. You were made for me,” Gigi hums, pushing me back onto my back.

She crawls onto my stomach, making me crazy. It’s fucking unbelievable, I just fucked her.

The heat of her tight pussy is driving me crazy as she moves.

“Baby, you want my cock deep inside you?”

“Yes, always,” She hums, rubbing her pussy over my hardening cock.

“Fuck! Your hot pussy feels so good,” I groan, moving my hands to her hips.

“Oh yeah, this is what I was dreaming of doing to you when I saw you,” Gigi hums, resting her hands on my chest and shifting up to impale my cock.

“Fuck, you feel so damn good. Your pussy is so damn swollen; it’s tight around my cock” I grunt, pushing up.

“Si, I like this. You feel so mouthwatering and delicious. Your thick big cock stretches my pussy, burning, so damn good.”

“Baby,” I growl, flipping her over and taking over.

I fuck her hard, pull out, and flip her over onto her stomach thrusting deep inside. I fuck her so damn fast and deep. Her pussy clutches my cock tight, almost painfully tight. I thrust, hitting the special spot for her, and move my hand to rub her swollen flesh.

I bite her shoulder, feel her tense and pussy inner walls clamp down on my cock, releasing all over my cock. I fall over the edge, spurting all I have deep inside her pussy, holding onto her hips.

I wrap my arms around her, falling onto my back.

The cell rings, and we look around. Gigi crawls out of the bed.

“It’s my cell,” She hums, looking around on the carpet.

She finds it, grabs it, slides her finger over the screen, and looks at the text.

“My chicas are ready to leave. Oh gosh, we’ve been gone for a while,” Gigi says, biting her lip. A faint blush spreads through her face.

“Da. Let’s get dressed. Did you bring a car?”

“No, we came in an Uber. Heather and I are staying with Marissa tonight.”

“I’ll take you all home. I don’t want to risk the fucking Cartel to try to get you.”

I crawl out of bed and start to dress, watching her. I watch her move, her perfect, perky breasts bouncing, making me crazy. I grab my cock, adjusting my pants and pulling the zipper real slow, grinding my molars.

Down, boy, we need to leave.

“Oh, . . . . hmm. . . . .yeah, right. Thank you,” Gigi says, adjusting her dress over her curves.

“Baby, I’m going to need to have more time next time because I need to enjoy you all fucking night.”

Gigi’s turns redder, and she smiles. She walks over to me, pulling the strings to her dress.

“You’re serious about seeing each other?”

“Da. I’m always serious. I don’t bull shit, and I don’t like anyone to.”

“Awesome. I’m in. Help me tie my dress.”

“Da.”

She turns, and I grab the strings, pulling them, itching to touch her all over again. Her skin is so damn soft, an awesome Latina olive skin. I tie strings, and I can’t help myself; I kiss her shoulder, inhaling her scent.

“Anatoly, when will I see you again?”

“Oh, Baby, you’re not going to be able to get rid of me.”

“Ha, I hope you’re not fucking messing with me,” Gigi says, turning around. She rests her hands on her waist, raising her brow.

I pull out my cell from my suit jacket and hand it to her.

“Give me all your details, your address, and your cell number. I’ll call you, but I do have to tell you that, at times, I’m busy with family business. I’ll call as soon as I can. I want to take you out to dinner, get to know you, everything about you.”

“Hmmm. . . . okay. But I told you everything,” Gigi says, nodding. She enters the information on her cell phone and calls herself. Smart girl.

“Da, but I want to know what you like, what you hate, what’s on your bucket list, your dreams, everything.”

I smile, taking my cell when she hands it to me. She starts sliding her finger over her cell phone, saving my number.

Her cell beeps, and she looks at the text.

“My chicas are waiting.”

“Da. Let’s go,” I hum, taking her hand.