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hotdilfs11 · 6 months

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.　　. 　 ˚　. Have we got our lines crossed? - Don’t waste my time, Victor Lundberg

✩ parings. (blk!reader x Rio)

✩ summary. Valarie was secretly a gang leader, and no one knew about it; however, she retired due to the FBI following her around for the past five years. Rio is a gang leader that her best friends work for; however, he has feelings for Valarie, but she doesn't really have them for Rio. Is she going to fall in love with him, or will they be at war?

✩ warnings. cursing, threats

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Beth's house-

A guy named Rio showed up at Beth's house, threatening all of us because of the money we took from the grocery store. I mean, I would too since we took over half a million, but it is what it is. We honestly didn’t know that he owned the grocery store or had ties with them, but I guess he did. Rio has a tattooed eagle on his neck and a buzz cut. He has warm, hickory eyes full of mystery, dominance, and a touch of familiarity that gave me comfort and excitement. He came in with three other guys. They all had a big build with tattoos and were wearing all black. Rio was also wearing black, but he was shorter than the other guys that were surrounding him; however, his body gave off a sense of security and self-confidence, making the three other guys look weak. His face contorted with rage, and his body was tensed up while he slowly paced throughout the kitchen as he made heavy eye contact with all four of us. His thick, husky voice echoed through the house as he made this short speech about getting his money back. I toned out half of it because I had made that speech a hundred times to people, but it sounded way better. We were all standing in the kitchen, surrounded by the guys he was with. Beth, Ruby, and Annie were all in tears, pleading for their lives, but I looked at him with a deceiving glare, not giving a crap about what he was saying. He was boring me, and I think he noticed that when he looked at me. He paused for a minute, and a heavy silence flooded the air. His eyebrows furrowed as he started walking slowly towards me. His jaw clenched up as his thick hazel eyes met mine in fury.

He wiped his mouth slowly as he got closer to me. "Oh, I’m sorry, am I boring you?” he said in a threatening voice. I looked up at him with an unbothered expression. "Nah, carry on, though,” I responded to him in a nonchalant tone. He started getting closer and closer to me, and my body started to tense up. I stood up straight as I kept eye contact with him, not giving him any satisfaction, but all he could do was give me a grim smirk. He chuckled. "So... you think this is funny, huh?"

I took a step towards him and looked up at him with a blissful smirk growing on my face. "Yeah, I actually do.” I paused. "Rio, right?"

I could see the anger on his face grow heavier by the minute when those words spilled out of my mouth. However, all he could do was laugh. He backed away from me, turning his back away from all four of us. “So you bitches think it's some kind of joke, huh?"

"No, we don't,” Beth said in a sharp yet anxious manner, looking at me with a scared look on her face.

I shrug my shoulders. “I think it’s fucking hilarious,” as the crack of my heels echoed through the house as I took my first step on the cold, hickory floor towards him, catching Rio's attention. He turned around in a swift motion as his cold, hard eyes caressed over my body. I stand closer to him as my chest brushes over his, feeling his body heat bounce off him and onto mine. Rio hovers over me and chuckles softly, breaking eye contact with me for a minute.

He looked back at me with a deceiving smirk on his face. “You got a lot of balls, ma; I like it.” He said it in a husky voice as he walked away from me and right out the door with everyone he brought

with him. I look over at him walking out with a smile painted on my face, amused by him even though it's a bad thing to feel like that but I did.

A months later:

Working with Rio has its ups and downs, but I’ve been through worse. My girls have been struggling with keeping up with the lies and guilt, especially my sister Ruby. All we're doing is spending fake money and turning it into real money, and I don’t know what's hard about that. They can’t keep up with any of this because of all the mistakes they're making, and I can't tell them because I don’t want them to know what I did in the past. Anyway, we almost got caught two times already, and it's kind of painful to watch, but I’m doing this for my girls and giving them what they need. It's not like I need the money I’m set for the rest of my life, but I know they don't, so I'd rather help them more than I ever did. They make their mistakes, and they’ll all move on from them, but this mistake was stupid as fuck even for them. And it's not even Ruby or Annie's fault; it's Beth's fault because she lets her emotions get the best of her. It’s been like that since I was a kid, and it’s not like the task was hard. It was just delivering trucks to a warehouse; however, Beth got pulled over, but she discovered that there was nothing in there, and the cop let her go. After that, she went to Rio, pissed him off, and threw the keys at his face. “What we had here is done; go home,” Rio said in a calm voice.

Now? I’m the one who has to get them out of it. We're in the kitchen as they tell me about the little plan they have for me.

“Please Val.” Ruby said it in an anxious voice. “You're the only one he has feelings for,” she announced quietly.

My eyes widened, and I looked up at Ruby, annoyed at what she just said. I lean against the counter, rolling my eyes. “The feels, Ruby, are you fucking kidding me?”

Annie sighs as her eyes furrow in worry. “I mean..." she says slowly as she anxiously plays with the sleeve of her shirt.

I turn my head towards her, letting out a soft chuckle. “So you guys all think that he..." They all slowly nodded their heads simultaneously, and I just looked at them in disbelief. I let out a frustrated sigh as they just all looked at me like lost puppies. “All you have to do is ask him to get us back in the loop; that's it." Beth announced softly, but all I could do was look at them with a dumbfounded look on my face. "Please,” Ruby begged. I looked into my sister's saddened eyes and sighed, "Fine, I’ll do it for god's sake, but if I get killed, I'm going to be pissed." They all had an innocent smile on their faces, and all I can do is roll my eyes at them.

Two days later:I stepped out of Beth's house, slamming the front door as I walked down her driveway towards a black Range Rover. I wore black jeans and a black fitted long-sleeve shirt. My black stilettos clacked against the rocky sidewalk as the illuminating car drew me closer to it, sending a bitter chill down my spine. A dash of excitement hit my body when I pulled the hasty black door handle, revealing Rio gazing over my body, looking up and down at me. I felt his strong pair of eyes still caressing my body after I got in the car

with him. I liked the feeling of him admiring me, but I’m here for business only. Rio lets out a soft chuckle, and being coy, he says, “You look so good today. Is this all for me, baby? Aww, you shouldn't have."

I roll my eyes and look at him with a judgmental glare. "Nah, I wore this for me, Rio. Now please drive.” I said as I turned my head away from him, looking out the window. I can still feel his eyes admiring me, but I didn’t pay any attention to him. He drove off after.

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maturemenoftvandfilms · 6 months

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The Senator from Montana

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: Down on the Farm-PART 3

Featuring Sen. Jon Tester

The end of harvest is always stressful and with Sen. Jon Tester recently announcing that he will run for reelection. My life as is Executive Assistant sometimes require me to spend nearly every waking hour of a workday together with him to ensure the senator’s time is spent efficiently. A lot of the time it’s serious and a lot of time it's fun… mainly the sex we’re having. Today I had come down to Sen. Tester’s Family Farm, to help prepare him for his reelection run and end up working on weekend projects that needed to be taken care of. Right now I'm helping with a 25-year-old grain auger.

While helping him (like I know what I'm doing), admiring big Jon. And big he was! Tall and bulky, he is nearly 300 pounds, standing six feet, tightening a bolt. He was whistling and seemed extremely happy. I didn't want to interrupt this happy man so I just watched for awhile. Then he caught a glimpse of me eyeing him and turned towards me.

"I know that look." Jon said, adding, "You're not going to let me get some work done. "

Noticing my erection through my pants, he said with amusement, beads of sweat dripping from his close-cropped hair, "I know what you're like when you get like this. Let's take care of that."

Then he winked at me and walked away, heading towards the big barn. I immediately snapped out of my day dream and followed him. Just as I entered the barn, I heard from an empty stall at the very back of the barn, “Get your ass over here Jake.”

I hurried over and found Jon sitting on bales of hay shaking his dick back and forth as it swelled up. Forgetting my hard on, I found myself kneeling down in front of him, taking a hold of his beautiful dick and closed my lips around his pale cut dick.

"Fuck! That feels wonderful." The senator exclaimed as I deep throated his cock.

I loved the taste of the senator's cock. It was fresh and masculine. His body smelt slightly of sweat as I pressed my nose against his open fly as I continuing deep throating his cock. With my cock still confined in my jeans. I quickly stood up, jerked my jeans and boxers down. My dick sprung up and stood straight out from my body. It was so hard it was throbbing when Jon grabbed a hold of my dick and pumped his hand back and forth over the head of my dick. I relished the feel of his rough workman hand on my dick.

"Turn around." Sen. Tester ordered.

Wanting Jon to fuck me, I got on all fours in front of him, jetting my butt in his direction as he began digging through a bag. Seconds later he was behind me with a tube of KY jelly.

"Want to try it something new?" He said, squeezing a big handful out and smear it on my asshole and then all over his own big right hand.

"Sure." I said, not knowing what's in store.

"Just lean back and we'll take our time." Jon said as he slipped a couple of slippery fingers into my ass.

I was thinking he was only going to finger fuck me. But after his pinky finger disappear into my asshole and he began to force his entire hand inside of me. His hand was so thick that I couldn't imagine getting it inside me. The pain was intense and it burned like mad. Damn! It hurt! But I didn’t tell him to stop. I wanted the old man’s big, rough hand inside of me. I wanted to be his. To belong to him.

"Fuck!" I hissed, unable to say another word at that moment as he forced the oversized hand deeper into my young asshole. I felt like I was going to split in two and I gasped as the pain spiked up through my spine.

The pain made me attempt to pull away. But the senator grabbed my hips and held me in place as he forced more of his hand inside of me. I couldn’t believe that my ass could possible take the old farmer’s big hand. But slowly, ever so slowly, Jon's big hand disappeared inside of me until the old farmer’s entire hand was up my asshole. And even then, Jon didn’t stop. I was in amazement as he forced his big hand deeper and deeper into my asshole until his arm was buried half way into me. He started pumping his hand in and out of me, causing my back to arch each time he rammed it back inside of my asshole.

Jon fist fucked me without mercy, hard and deep, pounding a quarter of his arm into my ass for a good two or three minutes. My hard cock, dangling between my legs, suddenly began to spray cum up onto the bale of hay beneath me as Jon continued his assault.

"Fuck, I can't take any more!" I cried.

"Hell. You're good and open up for my cock now." Jon said as he pulled his hand entirely out after a few minutes.

Jon leaned back, dropped his cock head down against my gaping ass hole and began to slowly mount me. His thick cock slide in effortless as his fist fucking had me as open as I had ever been.

“Damn, I did a good job opening you.” Jon added as he started slamming his fat dick hard into my ass, stopping only when his low hanging balls slapped against my ass.

The senator started fucking me slowly at first. Then he shifted his weight and suddenly he was like an engine firing all it's pistons at once, ramming his thick dick in and out of my asshole. I loved it. I pushed my asshole hard against his crotch driving his thick dick ever farther into me. I wanted more dick. I want all of his dick inside me.

“Fucking hot!” The old farmer called out as he fucked my ass savagely that had me bucking and moaning.

“Fuck me, Daddy. Give it to me.” I called out as he grabbed my hips so that he could slam his massive pecker even harder into my gapped opened asshole.

“Hell, I’m cuming already!” He said as grabbed me by the top of my shoulder, pulled down on me as he rammed his cock violently into me.

Grunting, Jon began spraying my insides with his hot cum. This was the first time Jon had shot off this quickly. Too quickly for me as I was just getting excited and starting to enjoy it. I lay unmoving, enjoying the delicate feeling of his cum flowing into my ass. Then he pulled his cock out and got off me.

“Damn it. I didn’t want to cum so fast. Your ass was just too hot to resist for long.” Jon said as he stood up and pulled back on his under shorts. He reached down and grabbed his boxer shorts and put them on as I watched. Then when he started to put his pants on, I sat up on the bed.

“Thanks!” I replied as I sort of winch as I tried to shift my position to one more comfortable for my ass. “Come on and help me up. Damn, my ass haven't hurt this much my first time.”

“Come on boy. Let’s get back to work." He said with a big smile on his face as he turned to me and put his arm around my shoulder.

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breezymichelle99 · 2 years

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Boss Up, Mama | Rio (good girls)

Summary: When your worst nightmare comes true, will you be able to see through the pain and boss up or will you be blinded by rage and revenge?

Warnings: mentions of guns, blood, death, mentions of depression, loss of a loved one, revenge, rage, drinking, bad language, inappropriate pictures, car sex, mentions of inappropriate flashbacks, murder, mentions of kids, police, plotting murder, taking over a crime syndicate, bad bitch energy.

A|N: Pics for the moodboard are from Pinterest. I do not own.

He’d asked you to meet him at the warehouse. He had plans for the two of you tonight, it had been a long week and he missed his girl. So you got dressed up and did what he asked, never expecting that night to turn into a nightmare you couldn’t wake up from.

“Rio, my love I'm..” your voice gets caught in your throat as you step into a scene you never imagined you’d see. There stood Beth, one of Rio’s business partners, someone whom you weren’t too fond of but you trusted Rio and that’s all that mattered. She had a gun pointed at Rio’s chest and they were yelling at each other and before you could even blink she shot him three times. You screamed out his name. Trying to run to him. Beth turned the gun to you.

“Get her out of here.” Rio Yelled the best that he could as he attempted to call 911 as he choked on his own blood. “RIO NO!” you screamed as two of his guys carried you out of the warehouse kicking and screaming and calling to your husband as he bled out on that dirty warehouse floor. One of his guys attempting to grab Beth, the other is rushing to Rio. Before you knew it you were in the back of a car driving fast and far away, still screaming his name.

You were in the back seat sobbing. Makeup that had been meticulously done streaming down your face, when the car stopped. “Miss we’re home.” you didn’t move from your seat. You scoff. “Home, what even is that?” a hand reached in to help you from the backseat. “I got it.” you say still sobbing. You get inside and the house is dead silent. And your heartbreaks. You wait a few minutes until the car disappears from the driveway. You run into the garage, jump into your car and drive back to the warehouse.

The cops were there. You barely park the car before you are running out. “Miss you can’t go in there.” a police officer yells at you as you try to cross the yellow caution tape. You gasp as you see them putting a stretcher with a body bag on it into an ambulance. “Rio..” you whisper. “Miss, I need to ask you a few questions.” a cop grabbed you by the arm as you searched around desperately for him, even though in your heart you knew he was gone.

“Miss, do you know this man?” the police officer asked as he showed you a picture of Rio. your heart sank. “That’s my husband.” you sob. The police officer hung his head. “I'm sorry to inform you ma’am.” “No no no stop, he can’t be.” you scream falling to the ground. You knew this had to be some sick twisted game, a ruse to get the cops off of his case this wasn’t real. He had to be around here somewhere. You felt like you were having a heart attack. “I'm afraid your husband has been killed.” the words fall silent in your ears and everything goes dark. “Miss?” you knew you had passed out when you woke up in the hospital alone, one of Rio’s guys guarding the door. What even was the point now? You were released and things didn’t get better from there.

How could you live without him? He was your whole world. You couldn’t process it. She killed him, the only man you ever loved, the only man who had adored you more than money or fame you completed each other, now half of you was gone. You hadn’t stopped crying in days, you hadn’t left your bed, you ignored text and calls. Everything was a nightmare. Until you found it.

You sat in Rio’s office behind his desk, desperately trying to feel close to him. You were running your fingers over the framed pictures of the two of you when it caught your eye; a purple envelope. Now to any other person this may have seemed like nothing but to you it meant everything, you slide it out from underneath the desk calendar. You hold it tightly in your fingers, staring at it. When you and Rio first started dating he would leave you these letters in purple envelopes. You’d find them randomly around and they’d sometimes contain a few words and a picture and sometimes they’d be longer but no matter what they were always hand written and full of love for you and the life that you had built together. Over the years you hadn’t gotten as many but every once in a while you’d still find one.

Your heart raced as you ran your fingers across the seal on the back. His. you slide your fingers underneath it careful not to break it. You pull out the contents. It was a two page hand written letter and a couple of pictures. You start to cry. “Oh Rio, why?” you sob. You unfold the letter and begin to read. “ Mi Amor, If you are reading this then something has happened to me.” you pause, you can’t stop the tears now but you continue to read as they stain the pages. “I know that you aren’t going to understand what’s going on and I know that your heart is going to be broken but I need you to Boss up mama, take over my kingdom keep the empire alive. I know you aren’t going to want to live without me and I know it’s going to be the most difficult thing you’ve ever had to do but you are the only person I trust darlin’ and I need you to do this for me. You are my world mama, the best thing that ever happened to me, I wouldn’t trade the life we had together for anything. I know you’ll take care of things. You’ll kill it mama I know you will. The guys will have your back, trust them they will protect you. I love you more than you will ever know. You have my heart forever and always my beautiful angel.” -Christopher ❤️

You read the words over and over, the more you read the more your heart breaks. How could you be the queen of his kingdom if you couldn’t even make yourself get out of bed in the morning. If he had time to write this letter then he knew something was wrong and that made things even worse, you picked up one of the pictures of the two of you he had enclosed in the envelope. A small smile crept across your lips. It was from his “Private collection.” you in your lace thong, him with his hands on your ass, while you're in his lap kissing. You always had been an interesting couple but you wouldn’t have traded being with him for anything in the world. You place it back down on the desk and pick up the second one.

This picture was more recent. Rio had suggested that the two of you start going to the gun range. He taught you to use a gun, and shoot it and load it, everything you would have ever needed to know. At the time you hadn’t really understood why he thought this was necessary but now you did. He was preparing you to protect yourself, to be okay without him. You ran your fingers over it. You both had dressed in black that day. You had a tank top and leather jacket, black jeans and heels on. You remember your boobs had looked so good in that top because Rio hadn’t been able to keep his eyes or his hands off of you. He’d stood behind you, supporting your hands on the gun with his, his body pressed into yours. He’d quietly whisper in your ear everything he had wanted you to do, even steady breathing coaching you every single step of the way, easing your nervousness like he always managed to do. You let out a deep sigh, as you ran your fingers over that picture one more time before you tucked it back into the envelope with the other one and your letter.

You knew he was right. You knew what you had to do. You knew you couldn’t just let anyone run his empire that he had worked so hard to build. You reached in his bottom desk drawer where you knew he kept that bottle of bourbon for those nights when work was just a little too much. You poured a glass, ran your fingers slowly around the rim. “I love you Christopher, and I hope I can make you proud.” you say. Taking a sip, and getting your head straight.

First order of business; find Beth Boland and make her pay.

When you woke up the next morning you asked Mick to call a meeting. It was time we got back to business. He couldn't help but smile when you asked him. “You know he would be proud of you right?” you give him a soft half smile. “Thank you but I’d rather have him here with me, then be where we are right now but that’s not a choice we have now do we.” you say with a quiet tone that wasn't quite the powerful bad bitch you needed to be and you needed that to change. You needed to boss up, for Rio.

Things started out slow, as you just tried to navigate this life and learn everything you could. Then before you knew it the empire that your husband had built was back up and running like nothing had changed and you could now switch your focus to the one thing you craved more than anything; revenge.

You sat behind Rio’s desk papers and pictures and plans scattered across the perfectly carved wood. A glass of bourbon In your hands as you read over the pages studied the plans, everything coming together perfectly.

There had been few nights lately that you had slept through the night, you'd been working late hours and drinking most of them. A fog of vengeance had clouded your mind as the days passed and the nights got longer and the more and more you missed Rio the harder this game got to play. Rio was always so good at managing everything. Finally you grew tired of waiting to watch the life disappear from Beth Boland’s eyes, tired of letting her run around free and happy while you were barely keeping it together and you knew that was weakness to your enemies.

Through hours of elaborate research and planning you found out where she lived. “Hey where are you going?” Mick called to you as you attempted to leave the house. Apparently He had been given strict instructions to never leave you alone if anything ever happened to Rio but you needed your space. “Please.” you beg I just need a little space. I’ll be fine. I promise.” you say. “Fine but if you're not back in an hour.” “I’ll be back before then, I promise.” you close the door and leave headed in the direction of Beth’s house.

There it was. A quiet little suburban home in a stuffy little stuck up neighborhood, it figures. You park across the street getting out and standing on the curb; watching. There she was. Like nothing had ever happened, she went back to her four kids and her husband and her stuffy stuck up friends and she never thought twice about what she took from you. You stood there watching as her husband kissed her and she chased her kids around the yard. A life you had only dreamed of having with Rio playing out in front of you. She got to have it all while you suffered. She looked up and you knew she saw you because she ushered her family inside. You got in your car and drove away, unable to bring yourself to do what you had come there to do.

Weeks passed and those weeks turned into months and you went on, strengthening Rio’s empire day by day. Money was coming in from everywhere and life seemed somewhat normal for once but still you were incomplete. And still Beth Boland lived a happy suburban life. Until one day everything changed.

“Hey boss, I got something for you.” Mick says coming to you one day. You look up from the stack of invoices you were looking over. “What is it?” you say. “You’re really going to love this one.” he says. You raise an eyebrow. “Well then, out with it.” you say tapping your pen on your stack of papers. “Mrs.Boland is back in the game and she’s looking for work.” he says. You lick your lips. Stupid bitch. You chuckle. You had an idea. “She knows you right?” you ask Mick. he nods. “Yeah Rio had me do a few things for him, involving her back in the day, what do you have in mind.” he asks. He couldn’t help but notice the evil little grin that crossed your lips, it was almost identical to the one Rio got when he was up to no good. He swallowed. You step out from behind the desk. “I want you to meet with her, tell her you got a new boss and new gig and you want to let her in on the game.” you say. This was perfection. Mick smiled. “Then I’ll meet with her and we’ll avenge Rio. he deserves at least that.” you say fighting back the tears. “I’ll set it up, and let you know the details.” mick says. You nod. “Hey Mick.” you say after him. He turns back “yeah boss.” he smirks. “Thank you.” you say. “For everything.” “It’s what he would have wanted.” Mick says as he turns to head out of your office.

You return to your chair. Propping your feet up on the desk. You close your eyes and you think of him. How’d you use to wake up some nights and he still hadn’t come to bed and you’d find him in here still working. His tired voice would whisper “hey mama.” in your direction as you'd go to him, wrap your arms around him, kiss his lips slowly, distract him from whatever he was thinking about, how’d he’d always put you up on the desk and make you beg for him over and over, till the neighbors could hear the sound of your screams. You sigh and your thighs clench around nothing at the thought. You growl slamming your fist down onto the hardwood. It was time to end this.

A few hours later Mick sent you a text with the meet details. Tomorrow.

“I thought your new boss was meeting us here. What the hell is taking so long?” Beth complained. He chuckled. “Don’t worry they are almost here.” he could hear the sound of your heels clicking down the concrete of this old warehouse hallway. Fitting place you thought. You appeared out of the darkness. “Beth Boland.” you say. She turns to look at you. Her mouth drops open. Not expecting it to be you. “Surprised are you? You probably thought I would have crawled in a whole and drank myself to death by now, but ohhh how wrong you are my dear.” you step to her.

She looked you over. She had to admit Rio had good taste. You were beautiful and she was rather jealous of how good you looked in that leather Jacket. That night she had only caught a brief glimpse of you before Mick carried you out and another was running after her. But standing here now she understood why Rio had loved you so much. Your fierce loyalty to him, unfaltering love for him driving your quest for revenge. She couldn’t blame you, she would have done the same thing.

The two of you stare at each other. You pull out a gun and you step to her. Calm, cool, collected. She tries to step back but Mick is there to stop her. “You’re not getting away this time.” you say. “You took everything from me, you know that?” you sob. There was deafening silence that filled the warehouse. “He was my world, my everything.” you say the guns still pointed at her. “I would have given up anything, even my own life so he could live, so he could continue to conquer the world like he was meant too, but you…” you pause. You're fighting the tears back “You didn’t care about that did you? You didn’t care that he was my future, my four kids running around the back yard, chasing our new puppy, his arms wrapped around me as I stood over the stove cooking his favorites, no all you cared about was making money. You didn’t care about your own family let alone mine, or what you would be taking from me.” you cock the gun as she laughs.

“You know he loved you so much, that pretty little name of yours was the last thing on his lips.” she hissed. Your hand shook but your finger stayed steady on the trigger. “You were always his excuse for everything, especially when I’d come on to him. He was so fiercely loyal to his perfect little wife.” she paused. “Wait, is that why you killed him because you were jealous of me? You have a family, kids… Rio was MY family.” she chuckles again. “No that’s not why.” she says.

Suddenly an all too familiar gravely voice comes from the darkness behind you.

“She did it because in order to be the king you have to kill the king, isn’t that right Elizabeth?” a shadow steps out of the darkness. “Hey Mama.” he whispers, eyes locked on you. Beth gasps. He was alive. “Rio.” you sob. Your whole body freezes, muscles weak. He steps to you. He moves a piece of your long hair from your pretty face with his long index finger. “You look more beautiful than ever, ma.” he whispers. His lips press gently into yours. The pair of you forgetting about Beth for a brief moment. “I thought you were…” you sobbed into his chest. He held you close. “Shhhh darlin’ I'm here.” he shoots a look over at Beth and suddenly he is full of rage once again.

He looked down at you clinging to his chest. He had had no choice but to do what he did. He didn’t know who to trust and he couldn’t risk you getting hurt. He knew someone was trying to come for him but he wasn’t sure until Beth showed up at the warehouse that night and he knew. He’d tried to call you, to tell you something came up and not to come. He hadn't wanted you to be there but he also didn’t think Beth would really shoot him but she had. He honestly didn’t think he was going to make it. But he needed everyone to think he was dead, everyone included you. And that broke his heart but he had to find the rotten egg and he found it.

“I need you to do me a favor.” he asks, looking down at you, those brown eyes soft and loving like they always were with you. “Anything.” you whisper looking up at him. “Give me the gun mama.” he says he wasn’t going to allow you to do what you had planned to do here tonight. “But.” you look over at beth. “Please, just give me the gun, it's going to be alright.” he says again. You look down at your trembling hands. “That's it.” he whispers as you hand it over his long fingers brush your soft skin as he takes the gun from you. “Now close your eyes.” he whispers as he waits for you to do as you're told before he turns and without a second thought shoots beth. Her body dropped to the floor. “Take care of this.” he says. “I don’t care how, I don’t want to deal with it anymore, she’s taken enough of my time.” Rio demands. Mick smirks. “You got it boss, welcome back.” Rio smirks. Two guys carry Beth’s body out of the warehouse.

“Alright pretty girl, you can open those beautiful eyes now.” he whispers. You open your eyes and you only see him. His perfect face, the smell of this cologne, that silly neck tattoo. It was him he was here, he was alive. You touch his face, fingers caressing his cheek, “I can’t believe it’s really you.” you cry. “I was so lost without you Rio, I almost didn’t survive.” “But you did mama. You made me so proud of you. The way you took over, the way you made this empire thrive without me.” he interrupts you. You sigh. “I can’t believe this whole time you were alive and you didn’t tell me. I was losing my shit without you Rio. how the fuck could you do this to me?” you yell at him now. You didn’t want to but you couldn’t help it. You went through hell when you thought he was gone.

He smirks and you go to slap him but he grabs your arm and he pulls you towards him, his lips capturing yours. You can’t help the moan that escapes between your lips. You feel him chuckle. “God I fucking missed you.” you groan into his mouth, wrapping yourself around him. “ I know, baby girl.” He groans in that low tone only Rio has. The two of you stare at each other for a few minutes but it doesn’t take long before his lips are on yours once again. Your back against the cold metal door of his G Wagon in seconds, his hands all over you.

“Fuck mama, being away from you was torture, I missed you so fucking much.” He moaned as you pulled his bottom lip between your teeth, biting gently. He pulled you away from the door, opening it quickly. “Get in.” He demands. You smirk and do as you're told, sliding into the back seat. He gets in behind you, closing the door and locking it. He pulls you into his lap, you straddle him. Kissing each other wildly, hands desperate for each other. You're pulling his shirt over his head, he’s practically ripping yours off. His soft lips trail down your neck onto your chest, leaving behind hickies as he goes. You call to him, his name like a song on your lips. A song he had longed to hear for months.

Before you knew it his pants were around his ankles and your panties were being ripped from your thighs and you sank down onto him. Both of you moaning with pleasure as you match each other thrust for thrust, move for move . Eyes locked on each other, Rio’s grip on your hips steadying you both as he kept an even steady pace. “Almost there mama.” His whispers into your neck. “Fuck Rio!!” You call out to him tossing your head back, hand crashing into the window beside you, fingers trailing down the glass. “Cum for me mama,I got you always.” He groans and you know he’s right there with you. Your hips collide once more. “Jesus Fuck.” He groans as you tighten around him and both let go cumming together. You collapse breathless on his chest.

Silence fills the car as you both attempt to catch your breath. He looks down at you, a long finger tracing over the curve of your face. Both of you just stared at each other for what seems like hours, but it of course had only been a few minutes. He leaned in to kiss your lips slowly. “I’m sorry.” He whispers. “Rio.” You protest. “No baby please.” He whispers. He adjusts since you were still in his lap and he was still inside of you but he couldn’t bear to separate from you after being away from you for so long. He just wanted to feel close to you.

Your fingers caress his cheek. “Talk to me baby.” You whisper. He sighs. “I wish I could have told you what was going on but I was only trying to protect you. seeing the fear in your eyes that day broke my heart. I never wanted it to happen this way.” He confesses. He looked away from you, he couldn’t bear to see the sadness in your eyes. You tuck your fingers under his chin, turning his face back towards you. “I know you had your reasons. Do I wish you would have told me what was going on, yes of course I do but we can’t worry about those choices now. I was so lost without you, I literally didn’t think I would survive with half of my heart missing. But Rio I know you had to do what you had to do, you’re okay and we’re okay and that’s all that matters. Plus you have plenty of time to make it up to me.” You smirk, kissing his nose.

He captures your lips with his. “I love you, with all my heart and soul and I hope you know I hated having to do what I did and I promise going forward we work through everything together as a team. Obviously you can handle it.” He chuckles. Thinking about how damn proud of you he was, for picking yourself up, for carrying on, for taking his kingdom and making it thrive, for avenging his death, well almost. He couldn’t love you more than he did at that moment.

You smirk. “What do you say, we get out of this car and make up for lost time, somewhere more comfortable.” You suggest. He bites your lip. “I think that sounds like the best idea I’ve heard all day mama.” He says as he helps you off his lap, the two of you redressing for the most part. He opened the door for you and you hop out of the back seat, he follows behind you. You get into the passenger seat and he gives you a kiss, then slides into the driver seat taking your hand in his. He looked over at you. “What is it?” you asked with a smile. “You really want to have four kids with me?” he smirks. You chuckle thinking about what you had said to Beth earlier. ”you heard that, huh?.” you laugh and he melts he missed that sound, he missed you. “I'm game to start working on that anytime, mama.” he winks at you and you both start to laugh. You look over at him eyes full of lust and desire. “We’ll see about that when we get home.” you say biting your lip. You feel him step on the gas and head home quicker.

With Beth gone you and Rio had been better than ever. The two of you are working together now making that empire of his stronger and more profitable than ever. The perfect team. Bonnie and Clyde. Ride or die for each other no matter what, until the end of time.

The end ❤️

#manny montana #manny montana fan fiction #manny Montana imagine #rio good girls fanfiction #rio good girls #rio x reader #fan fiction #imagines #Mayans

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Feliz 84 cumpleaños al único e irrepetible, la leyenda en persona, Alfredo James Pacino. Mi eterno amor 🎉💟

#al pacino #movie review #alfredo james pacino #love this movie #cute boys #scarface #Dogod Day alternoon #serpico #fiction #fitness #cine 90s #movie recommendation #self love #i love him #ap #al #tony montana

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the insufferable tony and his workaholic partner who (maybe) wants nothing to do with him.

w/n: ok random hc: tony is extremely clingy when high on cocaine or any form of drugs. you give into the idea of staying home w tony

your partner is a huge pain in the ass.

“just stay for a few more hours.”

that tone was something, it wasn’t anything specific to you - but it definitely was something.

his room was unbearably warm, with the smell of burning weed and a hint of a lavender air-freshener scent to help conceal the smell of smoke in his house. despite almost every window being open, you still feel like it’s incredibly humid in his office & room - which gave you this sticky feeling all over your body. to make matters even more worse, tony was holding onto you, practically begging you not to leave to the casino.

“please?”

“no.”

“come on-“

“i can’t,” you push off his slimy hands, sighing & gliding your fingers through your hair to get your day started. tony helplessly tugged onto your silk pajamas. “i need to be up early for the casino. it starts at 6:30 and ends at 5 the next day - i’m the boss of the place for god’s sake.”

tony smiled, which you responded with an aggravated look. you rubbed your eyes to get a better view at the clock that stood against the wall, ticking annoyingly.

“you’re a hard worker,” a disappointed huff followed that sarcastic comment, turning over and covering himself up with his part of the blanket. needless to say, he definitely wasn’t going to stay home if you weren’t going to. he was like a clingy dog.

one embarrassing thing about you & tony - you both share one bed despite not having any sexual tendencies. you both have two things in common, and that’s work and money. but you found it weird how he effortlessly wraps his hands around your body, squeezing you like you were a teddy bear and never wanting to leave your touch. it was cute, you admit. but he had guest rooms and couches as comfortable as real beds. why couldn’t he just keep you there instead?

going to the casino to check up on customers and keeping things in line was a priority - you couldn’t just stay in bed and sleep all day with your high partner. now that you’re thinking about it, it sounds way better than working your ass off 18 hours a day.

a moment of silence hung heavy in the high atmosphere of weed and humidity. you tried your best not to convince yourself that you needed this day off, that maybe something terrible could’ve happened to your workplace, or even worse - the money.

who are you even kidding. everyone wants a day off in their lives.

you pick up your phone in defeat, dialing your casino’s manager and waiting for him to pick up.

“hello?” a high, nasally voice emerged from the speakers of your phone - followed by a loud clink of (what you assumed to be) two wine glasses.

“hi, cazale.” you sigh, holding up the phone to your ear and thinking of a way to tell your manager that you won’t be there for the entire day.

“i’m not coming to the casino today, something important came up, i can’t miss it.”

“you can’t miss this. can’t you reschedule whatever you have?“

“no, caz. it’s urgent.” you smiled through the phone, whispering so tony wouldn’t be able to hear you.

“what? no you need to be here-“

you ended the call before cazale could even finish his sentence. tony turns towards you, his red eyes and gleeful smile had already told you that he had won this game.

“so, you’re staying home?” he rhetorically asked, his smile still in tact, and had gotten a bit wider.

“yes.”

#fanfic #lazy fanfic #tony montana fanfic #tony montana #antonio montana #fan fiction #fanfiction #al pacino #al pacino fanfic #scarface

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ladysnowangel · 8 months

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Currently reading Montana Rides! by Max Brand

#Max Brand #Montana Rides!#western #fiction #booklr #book #reading #read #read in 2023 #book photography #photography

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likeimsittinginanairportbar · 4 months

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this but it’s in honor of the eras tour in 2024 and it’s

crazier (taylor’s version)

you’ll always find your way back home (feat. miley cyrus) (taylor’s version)

sweeter than fiction (taylor’s version) (on streaming)

need

#taylor swift #taylor nation #taylorstans #taylors version #taylornation #taylurking #taylorlurking #crazier #you’ll always find your way back home #sweeter than fiction #need #miley cyrus #hannah montana #hannah montana the movie #the eras tour

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cowboyheyxu · 9 months

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why is being a girl so hard 😞

like i just commented on my friends ig post and i had a chance to be like “ur as pretty as that background”

but like i didn’t comment it bc i’m scared that it will cross the line between romantic and platonic which makes NO SENSE now that i’m typing it out but wtv. idek man I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT SHES SO PRETTY IN THE BEST WAY

#montana's junk ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗#i also think that i’m like 95% gay but i don’t wanna include that in my carrd bc ppl will be like #‘why r u writing for men if ur gay’#I JUST LIKE THEM 😪😪😪 and they’re fun to write for #and sometimes i interact w the menxreader posts and idk i don’t want people to QUESTION me abt it #like i’m not into REAL men i just like the post bc it’s fictional and creative 😔#WHY IS BEING A GIRL SO HARD

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The Senator from Montana

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: Down on the Farm-PART 3

Featuring Sen. Jon Tester

My life as the Executive Assistant of the senior senator from Montana during his re-election campaign sometimes require me to spend nearly every waking hour of a workday together with him to ensure the senator’s time is spent efficiently. A lot of the time it’s serious and a lot of time it’s fun… mainly the sex we’re having. After discussing his campaign stops in the up coming week, the senator and I headed out to Choteau, Mt. to get some good, feed beef. And according to Jon, "It's good beef man, and it eats like cotton candy. Sweet and tender."

After driving for over an hour, Jon decided to stop an take a piss at the up coming rest stop. I followed Jon to the restroom which was very large, but not kept very clean probably because of the traffic.

"What a fucking dump." Jon said as we smell piss, weed and other drugs in the air. We'd quick piss and leave as this place was filthy.

As we approached the stalls he could see a number of men standing in a huddle and some were at the litrene appearing to be taking a piss. Most of them weren't pissing, but looking at the guys dick standing next to them. Being in a hurry and not wanting to be recognised, Jon pushed one of the men aside so that he could piss quickly and head home.

As he was pissing, I could tell men on either side of him were admiring his fat cock. Jon was careful not to make eye contact as he was in a hurry and not in the mood for action. He finished taking a piss, but just as he turned to leave he saw the reasons the men were standing, huddled outside the stall. Each of the stalls had some sort of action taking place. In one stall were two men, one vigirously fucking the other up the ass. Another stall had one man on his knees sucking on two other guys while they were engaged in a hot kiss.

I could tell the senator was appalled and excited at the same time. He knew he had to be careful as someone could recognise him. But the senator's thick meat started to harden as he continued to watch.

"Maybe we should go." I said and just as we were exiting Jon noticed a tall black man with a 9' in cock getting blown by a middle aged white guy.

The black guy had just blown his load and Jon was mesmerized. Looking up at Jon, the black man asked, "Want some? Come on get it. Come on."

Letting Jon know we had to go, but he brushed me off. The hot action in the bathroom had finally gotten to the senator. He loved sucking cock and had forgotten that he didn't want to be recognized. He also forgot we should've been heading to Choteau. His only thoughts now were of the large black dick in his mouth. He wanted to draw a load of cum from the dick. Despite the fact that the man had just blown a load and probably only wanted Jon to clean off his cock. But he had other plans. He wanted to make this guy cum. After completely lick away all the dripping cum he proceeded to suck the dick vigorously, but gingerly as he knew most men's dicks were sensitive after cumming. He didn't want the man to pull out or turn him off. Jon continued the sucking, going up and down quickly on the meat. He made a tight rim with his mouth for better suction. The black man was loving the feel of a gentle mouth going up and down on his dick.

"Stop. Stop. I wanna fuck you. Put your hands against the wall and drop your pants."

What a switch as Jon usually was the one instructing someone to put their hands against the wall. Quickly complying, Jon undo his jeans and pulled then down. Then the man inserted his long black pole as the senator braced himself against the wall. The man grabbed Jon's hips for more leverage and starting pumping. In seconds, he was fucking Jon hard and fast. When he noticed Jon didn't complain, he continued pounding.

"Shit I'm cumming in your fat ass, damn I'm cumming." Screamed the man as he continued to pump. He finally pulled out and dropped to his knees in exhaustion.

They both moved over to a nearby sink to wash away some of the cum that was now dripping out of Jon's ass when the black man noticed a large bulge in his pants. Grabbing Jon's cock, the man lead him to a toilet set, had him sit with his legs spread, pants unzipped as he knelt between the huge thighs and began to suck the meat.

The young man made love to the thick juicy cock as each of them were getting into the spirit of the sucking. The young man went up and down on the thick white dick at ever increasing speed before Jon grabbed the back of the man's head and forced it up and down on his throbbing rod. But the man did not seem to mind as a small crowd gathered around the stall while the action with Jon and the young black man was going on.

A white middle aged man stood mesmerized for several minutes until Jon and motioned for the man to move forward. The man slowly moved forward inched sideways so that he could get past the knelling man to Jon who was still sitting on the toilet stool with his legs stretched straight out. With his cock in front of him, Jon immediately engulfed the meat as he was in turn being sucked by the young black man. Jon reached behind the man and held him in place while he greedily sucked his cock. It didn't take long for his expert sucking to draw the cum out of the man's dick.

As the man exited the stall he whispered to someone who watching, "He's damn good, damn good. Best suck job I've ever had."

My concern of Jon being recognised got worse as Jon waved another man over. And just like the man before him, Jon was quickly rewarded with a warm load of cum which he eagerly swallowed. He then zipped up his pants and exited the stall while looking and smiling at some the men now crowded are the scene. Without saying a word his look indicated to them that Jon was really a expert cocksucker and ready for more.

The young black man continued to suck Jon's cock as the men formed a line outside the stall to get the juice sucked out of their stiff dicks. Jon needed no urging as he was kept horny by the young black man who was intent on sucking the cum out of his thick dick. The more he sucked on the senator, the more Jon wanted to drain the cock of any of the men who approached him as he sat in the stall.

The line began to dwindle as the senator quickly drained each man who stepped up to get their meat sucked until restroom was almost completely empty. It was getting late in the afternoon, but the young black man continued to suck Jon's cock. The senator suddenly interrupted the man and said "Get up and turn around."

Both men stood up and Jon lead the young black man over to the nearest wall and pulled down his pants.

"Spread your legs." Jon said as he pressed his fat dick against the tight black ass. His dick was already lubricated from the spit from all the sucking during the afternoon.

Slowly Jon pressed, making sure not to penetrate too fast. He finally was able to get the head in. Next a couple of inches penetrated with no sign of pain from the man taking the fat dick up his ass. That was the signal he was looking for to start pumping his dick in and out of the tight hole.

"That's it. Fuck me. Fuck me." Cried the man as Jon did just that. He keep pumping, slowly working a little more of his fat dick in the man's ass with each thrust until he was thrusting the entire length of his thick 8 inch dick in the man's ass. The old man pumped his plump man meat into young black man over and over again as he moaned and grunted like a whore getting fucked. I watched as Jon continued to speed up and was close to emptying his seed. The young black man was no screaming like a wild animal.

"I'm getting close." Jon suddenly said.

"Don't cum in my ass. I want to taste that cum of yours." The young black man said.

"Ok git ready, here it comes." Jon said as he withdrew his dick so the man could turn around and swallow his cum juice.

It was now late, late afternoon and Jon just had to get going. The restroom was mostly empty now, so it was safe for us to leave without Jon being recognized. We finally got to Choteau, got our beef and headed back to the farm. What a day we had, I thought then chuckled to myself. If Jon had been recognized, he would have won himself a few votes today.

#jon tester #The Senator from Montana #fan fiction #Down on the Farm PART 3 #politician #us senator

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A Dangerous Game To Play| Rio (Good Girls)

A|N: This is a fun little cross over story I wrote with Rio from Good Girls and Ez Reyes from Mayans. As always this is a work of fiction. (Pics for the moodboard came from Pinterest.)

Summary: A new business deal with a biker gang turns an interesting meeting into a night you won’t soon forget.

Warnings: mention of drugs, guns, gangs, shady business deals, public sex, some dirty talk, bad language, overprotective Rio, gross male behavior, slight choking, marking, possessive Rio, fingering, Rio making Ez watch, unprotected bar sex, begging, slight orgasm denial, controlling Rio. Rio being a straight up tease, sweet Rio in the end.

Rio had been trying to expand his business for a while now. “Flipping his game.” as he called it. You’d been with him for a while now you were used to him getting into new business ventures. But for some reason no matter what it was he always consulted you on it first. He valued your opinion and that meant a lot to you. “You're the queen of my kingdom,ma.” he’d tell you all the time. “What’s mine, is yours, we’re in this together and I need to know what we’re getting into is a good choice for us both.” The words echoed in your ears as you got ready to go with him to meet with a potential new client.

“Hey Mama, you almost ready?” Rio calls to you from outside the bedroom door, refusing to let him in because you knew if you did you would NEVER make it to that meeting on time. You open the door. He fell silent as he looked you up and down, biting his lip. “Damn, ma.” he says. His finger trails across your forehead as he moves a piece of hair from your face with his pinky, looking down at you with dark dangerous eyes. You melt into him. “We better get going, don’t want to be late.” you smirk at him. Leaving him begging for more. He watched you walk down the hall, in your skin tight black dress, and heels and disappear into the kitchen. He sighed. This was going to be a long night.

He opens the door to his Range Rover for you, you give him a small kiss and get in, but not without a gentle smack to your ass. “Rio.” you giggle. “Sorry Darlin, couldn’t help myself.” he chuckles as he closes the door and gets behind the wheel. Your eyes watching him every step of the way. His hand immediately finds your thigh, your fingers intertwine with his. You give him a smile, the pair of you talking out the details as you drive.

You pull up to the small bar. You both look at each other. You knew the game. Rio did the talking you did the listening, and watching then you two would talk it over and then make your next move. That’s how you played it every single time. This time was no different. You were meeting with Ez Reyes. He was the VP of the Mayans Biker gang. Rio had been looking for a way to move his new product, a few weeks ago he had met EZ through a mutual friend, Ez had been very interested in a business deal with Rio, but Rio he wasn’t so sure. So he set up a meeting and brought his best asset along; YOU.

You never entered the bar together, you always went in first, sitting at the bar. Rio followed close behind, sitting close enough for you to hear the conversation but far enough to keep out of trouble. He gave you a wink as he passed you, noticing the slight pink tint on your cheeks. Didn’t matter how long you had been with him, he still gave you the butterflies. He ordered you a Bourbon and sat down in a booth behind you.

You hear someone call his name and you look across the bar. You look up from your drink and see a tall, well built, tan skinned, young man walking across the bar towards Rio. but before he made it to the table, his eyes locked with yours. He gives you a wink. And his eyes lingered on you wayyyy too long, and you knew that would not be a good first impression for Rio; who’s eyes were locked on you the entire time.

EZ took a seat at the table with Rio, the pair shaking hands. Ez looks over in your direction. “Man If I would have known that they had those types of views in here I would have been coming to this bar a long time ago.” his eyes dancing over your body once again. Rio Shifted in his seat. You lock eyes with him and he knows he needs to chill. “Hot little mama, isn’t she.” Rio adds to the conversation. You hear and you can’t help but chuckle. What an idiot.

You feel Ez’s eyes on you again. He bites his lip. “Man you ain't lying, tight little ass..mmm bet that pussy tastes like a dream.” Rio keeps himself from slamming his fist on the table, calling off this whole damn thing and taking you home. But you give him the look. “You’re okay.” you mouth. And he simmers down, knowing damn well that pussy was a dream and was all his. He licked his lips. “So uh let’s get to business yeah, seems we’ve both gotten a little distracted.” His voice is gravely and you can hear the displeasure in his tone. Ez gives you one last look and the two lock into business conversation.

The conversation was going well, good business plan in place, the cash split was just right. You liked what you heard and you planned to tell Rio that. In the middle of the conversation he got a call, you knew it was work. He looked up at you. “Excuse me, I need to take this.” he says to Ez who nods. Rio gives you an I’ll be right back look as he takes the call outside of the bar. The patrons had all thinned out since you two had gotten there, currently it was you, Rio, the bartender and Ez. you swallow hard. As his eyes land on yours once again. No Rio insight to keep this man away from you now.

He gets up from the table. Eyes locked on you. You try to pretend you don’t see him sit beside you at the bar. “Hey beautiful.” he grins. You look over at him. “Hi.” you smile. “Business or Pleasure?” he asks you. You smirk. But let the silence linger between you before you answer. “A little of both.” you say looking towards the door for Rio, who hadn’t returned yet. You run your fingers over the rim of your empty bourbon glass. “Pretty girl such as yourself shouldn’t be alone in a place like this.” He says he’s scooting closer to you. But you stand your ground. “Who says I'm alone?” you toy with him. He looks around. “Because any smart man would never dream of leaving a woman as gorgeous as yourself sitting here at this bar alone.” he smirks. You chuckle. Looking over at him. You’d been in this game wayyy too long. “Are you a smart man Ez?” you ask. He swallows because he never told you his name, yet you knew him. He thinks for a second. “I mean I’d say so.” he says licking his lips. His hand reaches for the small of your back. Ohhhh not a smart man at all you think to yourself, thinking of Rio and how angry he was going to be when he walked back into this bar. Suddenly the thrill of it all kind of excited you. Such a Dangerous Game to Play.

“I think you should let me wrap up my business deal and then we should go, uh, somewhere more comfortable.” he whispers, his fingers caressing your cheek. You chuckle. “I don’t think that’s a good Idea.” you say attempting to pull from his grasp. “And why exactly not.” he says, pressing you. “Because I’m waiting for someone.” you say. Searching the bar again for Rio. you were starting to think this business deal was not a good idea after all. He looked around. “No one here but you and me baby girl. Who could you possibly be waiting on?” he asks. Still looking around the bar. There was silence once again. “ME.” a deep voice says from behind Ez. He turns to see Rio. he’s smirking at you. Your eyes locked with his.

Ez swallowed hard. Did he just fuck up his clubs business deal over some pussy.? Fuck he’d never hear the end of that. Rio had walked directly past Ez not even making eye contact with him. He slid the chair beside you out. “Rio.” you whine as his fingers touch your skin. “I uh didn’t know.” Ez confesses. But Rio just ignored him. Rio’s thumb danced across your lips, slowly. “I..I..I” you stutter, unable to find the words to say. “Hush mama, you're about to say plenty.” he growls, as his hand slides down your neck in a tight squeeze. “Rio.” you whine. “Now VP listen up, you talk a big game.” Rio pauses thinking of the words that Ez had said to him earlier about you. He slides you up on the chair. His hand shoving your dress up your thighs. You lock eyes with him. “What are you doing?” you whisper so only he can hear. “Showing him what’s mine.” he growls.

Before you can protest his lips are on yours, and you can't help the moan that leaves your lips as you feel his long fingers dance across the lace fabric of your panties. “Rio.” you whine his name again. He hears the chair beside him slide out as Ez tries to make a run for it. “Oh no, sit down Reyes.” Rio demands and Ez listens sitting back down in his chair. “You wanted to know what it was like right? to hear the sounds those perfect little lips make, to feel this soft skin under your fingertips, to know the taste of her on your lips.” he pauses. You think he’s just going to tease Ez, give him a little hell for the things he said and being a little too handsy with you, to mess with him and then let him go, but no he’s going to give Ez a full on show.

You hear Ez swallow hard and you know this is wayyy more than he bargained for but it was his own damn fault. “Rio I'm sorry.” Ez says avoiding all eye contact with you that he could. “Don’t be sorry, just watch kid.” his lips sucked on the soft skin of your neck, leaving behind deep purple bruises, marking what was his. His long fingers slid aside your panties like they weren't even there. An unholy groan escapes your lips as you toss your head back, fingers dancing slow circles around your clit. “Fuck Rio.” you moan his name. Ez's eyes get wide as he can’t help but watch. The way you arched your back into Rio’s hand, bit your lip to suppress those tiny little pleasure filled moans, begged him for more each time that he paused.

“Rio.” you begged. “What is it mama?” he says looking down at you. “Please.” you beg him. “Please let me cum.” you moan loudly as his fingers find the just right spot inside of you sending you over the edge. “Fuck me, Rio baby, jesus.” you cry out, tossing your head back gripping his bicep as you come down from your orgasm. He bites his lip as he watches your eyes flutter shut, savoring the moment.. Your heart was racing. Your eyes open as his fingers retreat from inside of you. He locks eyes with Ez who hadn’t said a word, was still in shock of what just unfolded in front of him. Rio’s long fingers danced across his lips, the taste of your sweet nectar on his tongue. “MMM you were right Ez that pussy does taste like a dream, and it’s all mine..” Rio growls. His grip on you tighter than ever as you sit there in awe of what just happened. “Don’t worry darlin, I'm not done with you yet. “ he whispers in your ear. As you try to get up from your seat. “Sit back down, while I finish this deal.” you nod.

Rio looks at Ez who isn't sure how to proceed now. “What do you think baby, deal sound good?” Rio asks you, fingers tucked under your chin so you look up at him. You look up at him, big eyes locked on his. “Sounds good to me.” you whisper, licking your lips. Trying to get this deal over with so you could finish what Rio started. “Mmm that’s what I like to hear.” his raspy voice sends a shiver down your spine.

What do you say Reyes, your club in?” Rio asks still hadn’t taken his eyes off of you. EZ swallows, thanking god he hadn’t fucked this up. He nods. “Yeah, it sounds good.” Rio looked from you back to Ez. There was silence between the three of you for a minute. “One condition.” Rio says. Suddenly changing the terms of the deal. Ez nods. “Yeah?” Rio reaches in the back of his pants, pulling out a gun and placing it underneath Ez’s chin. You gasp. “If you EVER touch my girl again.” he pauses looking at you. “ Deals off and I’ll Snap your fucking neck, you understand me?” Rio Growls and you adjust in your seat feeling totally turned on all over again. Ez nods. He understood the rules and he knew how to play the game, and he knew he’d never make that mistake again.

They shook hands and Ez Left to head back to Santo Padre, new deal in hand, no one ever needing to know what happened that night.. You hopped down from the chair you were sitting in. Rio grabs your wrist. “Where do you think your goin’ darlin’?” he pulls you into his rock hard body. You sigh, biting your lip pulling yourself away from his grasp.. “Rio, What the hell was that?” you demand. Hands on your hips demanding answers from your gangster boyfriend. He eyes you. “I have to protect what’s mine.” he whispers his lips only inches from yours now. “Yeah, is that so?” you ask with a smirk on your face. “Yeah mama always.” he says. You pull him to you by his belt. “And I will always protect what’s mine.” you growl biting his bottom lip, pulling it gently between your teeth. A loud groan left his mouth. And you knew you had him right where you wanted him.

“Most Dangerous couple in the game, baby.” he smirks, kissing you as he places you up on the bar. “There is no one else in the world I’d rather play this game with than you, baby.” you moan as he spreads your legs wide for him so he can fit between them on the bar. His hands on your thighs, lips on your neck. Your hands between the two of you, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants, pulling him from beneath the tight fabric, he moans your name loudly. “Tell me what you want mama?” he groans loudly into your mouth. “I want you.” you whine. A smirk crosses his gorgeous lips. And you wrap your legs around his waist. “Fuck Rio.” you call to him as he moves his hips slowly at first. Nails gripping the fabric of his cotton shirt. As he moves faster. “MMM mama i love how you feel around me, so tight. Such a perfect fit for me always.” he groans in your ear biting on your neck.

“Jesus Rio, I'm so close Fuck please.” you beg for him once more. He chuckles. “Beg for me.” he demands and you do as you're told. As you always do and you always will. “Please Rio, I need to cum, please.” you cry as he slows to a painfully annoying slow pace. Watching your face, listening to your sounds. He loved to tease you. As he took you right to the edge time and time again making you beg for him, making you understand that no one, not a single man on this planet could please you like he could. Taking control of every part of your body was his ultimate goal and he always delivered.

“Alright Darlin, let go.” he had enough torturing you and was ready to let go himself. “Cum for me.” he demands hips crashing into yours roughly as you two would cum together. Moans filling the empty bar. “Fuck babe.” he chuckles. You laugh. “If only all deals went this well for me.” he teases, pulling out both of you whining. You pull your dress down as he helps you down off the bar. “Good thing I said I’d close tonight.” he laughs. Pulling you into your arms. “Good thing this is your bar, because a lot more people than Ez Reyes would have gotten a show they would never forget.” you laugh. He looks down at you. Long fingers tucking your long beautiful hair behind your ear.

“I love you.” he whispers. You look up at him, a gorgeous glowing smile on your face. “I love you too, Rio.” you lean up to kiss his soft lips. “More than anything in the world. “Let's get you home.” he smirks. “I don’t know if I'm quite done with you yet.” he chuckles. “Rio, seriously?” you laugh. “I just can’t get enough of you mama.” he says as he opens the door for you to get into the car. You turn to him, looking up at him through thick dark eyelashes. “And you never have to.” you kiss him wildly, he leans into the passenger seat of the car above you. You bite his lip to get his attention because you know nothing short of a gang war happening in the background would separate his lips or his body from yours. He looks down at you. “Come on baby, let’s go home.” you smirk.

He nods. Separating his body from yours. He gets into the driver seat, reaches over the center console for your hand, you gladly take it, he kisses it and the two of you drive home, talking and laughing about the night. A bright future on the horizon for both of you.

The End. <3

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