"You just like making me mad don't you," Marciello growled as he thrusted into me harder.
"I'm sorry, papí," I moaned as my nails scratched his back. He hissed in pain and started speeding up his thrust, making moans slip out of my mouth.
"Did he make you feel this good?", Marciello asked angrily as he tightened his grip on my thighs.
"No papí," I moaned.
"Can he fuck you like I can?", Marciello asked harshly as he grinded against my g-spot.
"No papí, por favor no se detenga," I moaned. (Please don't stop.)
"No pienso en ella," he growled. (I don't plan on it.)
I felt my pussy get even more wet. I loved when he talked Spanish to me while we were having sex.
"Levante sus piernas sobre mis hombros," he said. (Lift your legs on my shoulders.)
I lifted my legs and put them on his shoulders. He held onto my knees as he thrusted so deep into me, that I swear I saw stars.
"¿Te gusta?", he asked. (You like this?)
"Yes! Sí papí. ¡Me encanta!", I yelled as he fucked me harder. ( I love it!)
"Se siente increíble," he growled. ( You feel amazing.)
"Tú también," I moaned. (You too.)
He kept thrusting into me at a faster pace. Moans slipped out of my mouth uncontrollably.
"Oh papí!", I screamed as I came.
"Joder!", Marciello cursed. I felt his warm cum make home inside me. He pulled out and collasped next to me.
He pulled me close to his chest.
"Te amo, papí," I said as I leaned up and gave him a kiss. (I love you, papí)
He groaned slightly and kissed me harder. We broke apart as the door opened.
"Fuck, Alejandro is here," I said as I got out the bed and rushed to put on my clothes.
I heard a clicking noise and I turned to Marciello. He had a gun!
"What are you doing?", I asked.
"I told you if you ever left me I would kill the guy you were with and beat the fuck out of you, but since I'm a changed man I decided to beat the pussy up instead. But I'm not changing my mind about him," Marciello said.
"Belle!", I heard Alejandro yell.
"No. Don't do that, you need to hide," I said.
"What! No. I'm your husband," Marciello said.
"Get your ass in the closet," I said. He grumbled but did it. I made myself look decent and then I walked out the room.
"Hey babe," Alejandro said as he leaned down and tried to give me a kiss. I swerved away. My lips had been on another man's dick and it was just wrong to kiss someone after that.
"I ate garlic pizza," I said.
"Fuck this," I heard Marciello say before he came out.
"What is he doing here?", Alejandro asked.
"He was coming by to visit Marciano. He wanted to surprise him when he came home from school," I said, lying smoothly.
"¿Vas a mentir a él?", Marciello asked. I face-palmed Alejandro spoke Spanish.
"What are you lying about?", Alejandro asked.
"I-
"She was in here fucking me," Marciello said, bluntly.
"Belle I thought we had something special,'' Alejandro said.
"We di-
"You came too quick and never made her cum," Marciello said.
"Let me finish my own sentences!", I hissed.
"Don't hiss at me, women," Marciello said as he smacked my ass.
"Stop calling me woman, I have a name motherfucker!", I yelled at Marciello.
"Don't raise your voice at me or I'll spank your ass," Marciello said. I kinda wanted him to. I knew he saw the look in my eyes because he groaned loudly.
"Stop looking at me like that, woman or I swear I'll fuck you right here," he said.
"Do it papí," I said. He growled softly and connected our lips together.
"Oh don't mind me. I'm just standing right here!", Alejandro said.
"Can't you see we're busy," Marciello said before he leaned down and connected our lips together.
"Oh papí. Estoy tan mojado para usted," I moaned. ( I'm so wet for you.)
"You know what. I'm out of here!", Alejandro yelled leaving.