Black Dahlia
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“Just a sec,” he yelled through the door before throwing on a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt.
“You okay?” he asked opening the door. Mercedes nodded.
“Did you need something?” he asked cautiously.
“Yes. You,” she stated pointedly.
Raul’s dick jumped at her words and the glint in her eyes. He looked down the length of her body and saw she wore a purple silk negligee. He would bet his entire life’s savings she wasn’t wearing anything underneath when he saw her nipples pressing against the fabric. He stepped back just enough to let her in and closed the door, pressing her back against it.
He wanted her to be absolutely sure because he couldn’t hold out much longer. “Are you sure this is what you want?” He watched as a confused look came over Mercedes’ face. “I just don’t want you feeling like you owe me this or you reacting out of the heightened adrenaline because of what happened at the club tonight.”
Realization came over Mercedes’ face and she smiled. She reached up on her tiptoes and pulled his head down for a quick kiss on the lips. “If you recall, this is just a continuation of what happened earlier tonight at dinner, before we left for the club. I don’t want to think about a stalker or anything else tonight. I just want you,” she said nearly whispering the last part as she kissed along his jawline.
Her whispered admission and the feel of her lips and hands on him caused Raul to lose control on the tiny grip of restraint he held. He pressed his lips firmly on hers, biting at her lips, demanding they part for him. When they did, he showed her no mercy. He placed an all-out assault on all her senses. He kissed her lips and then moved down to her neck, sucking and biting, as his hands wound their way under her negligee. Just as he assumed, she wore nothing underneath and as his fingers grazed over her warm mound, he felt Mercedes’ heavy intake of breath. Raul wasted no time, he bent down, wrapping his hands around her thighs, picking her up. She obliged, indulged him and wrapped her legs around his waist. He easily strode to his bed, and placed her on his grey colored, Frette sheets.
“You better be sure about this because I’m not letting you up for air until sometime tomorrow,” he said as he gazed down at her body.
Mercedes smiled mischievously, commenting, “Less talking, more showing.”
Raul growled as he climbed over top of Mercedes. “My fucking pleasure.”
Chapter 10
Mercedes felt exhilarated as Raul’s weight pressed her into the bed, and he leaned over nipping at her lips, neck and ear. She tilted her head up, to grant him better access to her neck. He felt so good on top of her. She felt his fingers pushing the straps of her negligee down her arms and exposing her breasts. She barely had time to register the air conditioned air that touched her nipples before she felt them pushed together and surrounded by the warmth of Raul’s mouth. She moaned loudly. Her breasts were one of her most sensitive spots on her body. As Raul sucked and massaged her breasts her pussy grew wetter. Mercedes intertwined her fingers in his hair pulling him closer, as she pushed her breasts even deeper into his mouth.
“Raul,” she moaned.
Mercedes gasped when he slowly moved his mouth off her breast causing a “pop” when he finally released it. He grabbed her wrists and forced them over her head.
“Grab the headboard,” he commanded. “Don’t move your hands,” he said sternly. He eased his way down her body, kissing a trail from her breasts down to where she needed him most. She spread her legs wider as she felt his warm breath graze along she short curls that covered her sex. Mercedes felt his strong fingers as they played in her pubic hairs and then down her wet core. His fingers spread her moisture around her pussy. Instead of diving in, Raul placed kisses on Mercedes’ inner thighs and pelvic bone, teasing her with his fingers and the feel of his tongue, close but not close enough to where she wanted.
“Raauuul,” she moaned again, this time lifting her hips to encourage him to put his mouth on her.
“Shhh, Querida. I know what you need,” he said in a voice that made Mercedes’ pussy muscles tighten. Raul teased her some more, before finally putting his lips on her. He kissed and licked around her clit before taking the bud fully into his mouth and stroking it over and over with his tongue. At the same time, he inserted two fingers into her soaking wet core, pumping them in tandem with his tongue strokes. Mercedes thrashed her head on the pillows, and began to loosen her grip on the headboard. She moved her hips up and down and Raul continued to feast on her. She couldn’t take it any longer and she moved her hands down to her breasts, pinching her nipples. By now, Raul had inserted a third finger into her canal, and continued sucking on her clit. Mercedes forgot all about her breasts and moved both hands to cup the back of Raul’s head, holding him in place. She didn’t have to worry about him going anywhere, though. He was man on a mission. As he sucked and finger fucked her, Mercedes felt the muscles in her pussy tighten just before she was overtaken by a heavenly sensation.
“Oh Goood. Fuck. I’m cumming!” she cried out. Ripple after ripple of sensation passed through her and she was powerless to do anything but lay there and surrender to the feeling. Her hands fell away from Raul’s head and she laid there with her eyes half closed, catching her breath. She saw Raul rise up with a smirk on his face.
“Querida, I told you to keep your hands on the headboard,” he shook his head, reprimanding her. Mercedes had no time to defend her actions, before he yanked her negligee all the way off, and flipped her on her belly, pulling her up by the waist so she was on all fours.
“Not listening. That deserves a spanking, and you can watch.” Mercedes was confused about the last part of his statement, until he gently pulled her head back, causing her to look up. The entire door frame of his large walk-in closet was a full-length mirror. She gasped as she saw the reflection of the wanton expression on her face as she was perched on all fours on Raul’s bed, naked as the day she was born, while Raul kneeled behind her. Mercedes’ breasts grew heavy with need and desire. Raul was shirtless as he looked in the mirror directly into her gaze. Mercedes licked her lips just as she saw Raul’s hand rise.
“Ahhhh,” she yelped, and moaned as his hand made contact with her behind.
Smack!
“Mmmm,” Mercedes moaned and pushed back into Raul, continuing to stare at their reflections in the mirror. She’d been intimate plenty of times before, but never had she felt this lascivious as she stared at them both in the mirror, and braced for another smack on her ass. By the third slap, Mercedes felt the burning sensation on her ass, and she assumed, she’d have trouble sitting the next day, but she was too far gone to care.
But, Raul was a giving lover. He never let a woman walk away from his bed unsatisfied. He bent down and kissed the reddened spot on Mercedes’ ass cheeks, licking them to soothe them. He moved lower to lick and taste her pussy lips that were now even more wet than before. He smiled knowingly. She enjoyed being spanked. Mercedes ground her hips onto Raul’s face as he worked his lips and his tongue. Before long, he couldn’t stand it any longer.
“Don’t move. And this time don’t even think of disobeying me,” his voice tight with need and desire. He pulled away from her and stepped off the bed. Mercedes knew when to comply. She kept her ass perched high in the air, as she watched him in the mirror. He tugged his shorts down and retrieved a handful of condoms out of his top dresser drawer. She saw him quickly rip open the wrapper and roll the condom down his thick cock. When he moved behind her, keeping his eyes trained on hers in the mirror, she saw the promise in his eyes. She knew he meant every word he’d said earlier about not letting her up until sometime the next day. Even as that thought registered in her mind, she felt the bed dip, and Raul’s hands were on her hips. In one swift motion he thrust his cock into her wet core. She gasped as she heard Raul say something in Portuguese, she couldn’t understand, but fuck if it didn’t turn her on even more. Within seconds he was pounding into her. Showing her no mercy as he rode her hard.
“That’s it. Take this dick. Take all of it.” Mercedes had no choice but to comply as her hips involuntarily pushed back onto Raul’s hardness. Raul continued to pound into Mercedes as he moved his hands around to massage her breasts. He pulled her up, so that her back met his chest, as he moved in and out of her wetness. Mercedes let her head fall back on Raul’s shoulder as she moaned and covered his hands with hers. The quivering of Mercedes’ thighs signaled that she was reaching another climax.
“Look in the mirror, baby. I want to see you cum,” Raul said in her ear. Mercedes lifted her head and stared at their reflection in the mirror, as Raul moved one hand down to stroke her clit.
“This pussy feels so good. So tight and wet. Is that for me?” Raul asked, staring at her reflection. When Mercedes nodded, he began to move his hand vigorously over her clit and Mercedes couldn’t hold back her second orgasm. She came looking him in the eyes in the mirror, calling his name.
The contraction of her muscles around his cock signaled his own orgasm. He pulled her even closer to him and pumped furiously, shouting loudly as he released into the condom.
“Fuuuuck!” he shouted.
They both fell back to the bed exhausted but completely sated. Raul pulled Mercedes under him, and placed kisses on her lips and face. He pulled back and just stared at her.
“That was…” his voice trailed off.
“I know,” she agreed not needing him to finish his sentence. He smiled and kissed her again before rolling off the bed and heading to the bathroom. A few minutes later, he came back with a warm cloth and wiped her down, before wiping himself off. He dropped the cloth in his laundry bin and climbed into bed with Mercedes.
“I hope you know you’re getting rounds tonight, so I’d advise you to sleep while you can,” he said as he turned them on their sides. Mercedes giggled.
“Yes, sir.” She giggled again when she felt his cock twitch upon her calling him, “sir.”
“Don’t tease me or you’re in trouble,” he said, swiftly smacking her on her behind.
“Noted,” she said, before drifting off to sleep.
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Raul woke up a satisfied man-the next afternoon. He looked over at the clock to see it was just after twelve noon. He and Mercedes had gone at it all night long and well into the morning. First he’d rode Mercedes hard and long, and then she turned the tables and rode him the same way. He smiled and stretched as he remembered the feel of being inside her. He inhaled deeply taking in her scent in his sheets. Looking down, he saw her nestled against his chest, sleeping like a baby. He ran his hand up and down her arm, and placed a kiss on her forehead.
“Hey, sleepyhead. Wake up,” he said, just above a whisper.
“Let me sleep,” she waved him off.
Raul wouldn’t give up, though. He flipped her onto her back, looking down at her exposed breasts. He could see marks where he’d suckled at her skin. He pressed a kiss to the middle of her chest, moving down her body. He could feel her breathing increase as her senses woke up. When he reached her core, he place her legs on his shoulders and leaned down, stopping just above her clit.
“You sure, you want me to let you sleep?” He teased.
“You better not get me hot and bothered for nothing,” she said breathlessly. Raul laughed as he lowered his head all the way to her pussy and placed his lips on her. Mercedes moaned instantly. He kissed and nipped at her pussy lips, opting to forego sucking her clit for a little while longer. He licked the length of her core, before dipping his tongue inside her wetness. He placed his hands on either side of her waist, holding her in place as she ground her hips against his mouth. Raul licked and stroked her clit with his tongue before pulled it between his lips. He inserted two fingers into her, curling them to graze her g-spot. Soon, she was shouting his name as she came. The sound of his name as it was yelled from her lips caused his already growing length to become hard as steel. He quickly grabbed a condom, sheathed himself, and was pushing into Mercedes’ warm channel before she had time to recover from her orgasm. He fucked her hard and fast, taking her face between his hands and pressing kisses all over her face. Mercedes grasped his shoulders and pulled him down for a kiss, as she simultaneously planted her feet on the bed and rose her hips. It was the same move she did on stage, Raul fantasized about her doing this as he was balls deep inside her. Now that he was here, it felt better than he could have imagined. He reached down and rolled her clit between his thumb and forefinger. Soon they both fell over the edge together moaning and writhing against one another as they came. And just that fast, they both fell back in bed, Mercedes curling up under Raul’s arm. They both fell asleep lying with their limbs entwined with one another.
Two hours later, both were up and showered, sharing a late lunch of Mexican takeout. Mercedes hungrily munched on her rice and bean burrito with a side of roasted vegetables, while Raul ate his chicken tacos. Although Mercedes was scheduled to perform at the Black Kitty that night, she’d opted to cancel her performance given the events of the previous night. She refused to cancel any of her out-of-town performances, but she wanted to play it safe when it came to performing at the Black Kitty. Raul had asked her about the different performers at the club, the employees, and anyone she regularly came in contact with while there. The list was long, but he felt it was important to check out all possibilities. He was still looking for an ex-girlfriend of hers named Sharon. She was from Savannah, but when Raul’s team looked her up they’d found she had moved and left no forwarding address. Her move happened to be around the same time Mercedes started receiving hang up calls. Given that Sharon also knew Mercedes regularly performed at the Black Kitty, and had been to her apartment while they dated, he thought they might have the right suspect. But he held off on drawing any conclusions until he spoke with her, which he couldn’t do until they found her.
“I want you to teach me self-defense,” Mercedes stated interrupting his thoughts. He sat back in his chair.
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah, I mean. I’ve taken kickboxing for a few years so I know some stuff, but I want to learn more. You also said you would teach me Capoeira. That’s self-defense, right?”
Raul nodded, “It’s one form, yes. But sometimes not always useful in certain situations. I can teach you some Capoeira, and other self-defense moves that incorporate more hand strikes, elbows and takedowns.”
Mercedes looked excited. “Can we start today?”
“Yes, we can start today,” Raul laughed.
Later that night the pair stood in Raul’s upstairs gym panting and sweating, as they sipped from their Avian bottles of water. He’d thoroughly gone over a series of defense moves including palm strikes, kicks, elbow throws and finger lock takedowns. And that was before he even began the basic teachings of Capoeira. He’d taught her the basic theme of Capoeira was trickery. To catch an opponent off-guard you must trick them into thinking one thing, while plotting a different course of action. Once finished with their self-defense training, Raul offered to rub Mercedes down in his Jacuzzi style bath, and when she happily agreed Raul strolled over to her with a sexy glint in his eyes
“You know how fine you look half-naked, sweaty and breathing all heavy?” She wore a pair of blue running shorts and just a black sports bra, for easy moving during their workout.
“If it’s half as sexy as you look, then I’d say we’re both in trouble,” she retorted. Mercedes was just as turned on as he was, as she stared at the rippling muscles in his chest and stomach. He’d worn a pair of grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt, but had discarded the t-shirt sometime during their workout. Mercedes had barely been able to concentrate on his teachings, as she daydreamed of licking the sweat that ran down his neck, over his chest, and through the peaks and valleys of his stomach muscles. She was so caught up in her fantasy once again, she didn’t realize how close Raul was. Before she knew it, he’d taken the near
ly empty water bottle from her hand, tossing it in the trash and then threw her over his shoulder. She didn’t have time to catch her breath before she felt his hand make contact with her upturned bottom.
Smack!
“Ouch!” she yelped. “What was that for?” she asked caught off guard.
“That, was for making me look like a bad teacher. I just spent two hours teaching you to defend yourself and look how easily I caught you off guard. That will not do, Querida,” he reprimanded her as he carried her like a sack of potatoes to his bathroom. He placed her feet on the floor next to the bath.
“Maybe, you’re not as good a teacher as you like to think,” she taunted placing her hand on her hip.
“Or maybe you’re just dickmatized,” he said pulling her in for a kiss.
Mercedes refused to respond to his comment because she feared he was right. She’d spent more than a year and a half fantasizing about Raul, three weeks living in his home, countless kisses, but just one night in his bed and she knew this relationship was unlike any other she’d ever had. But instead of saying all that to him, she opened her mouth and allowed him to deepen the kiss, as he removed her clothing. It would be a long time before they emerged from the bathtub, wrinkled as prunes, but thoroughly satisfied.
Chapter 11
“Bom Dia, filho.” Raul woke up early Saturday morning to a ringing phone. Before Raul even had a chance to greet his mother, he heard another voice on the line.