Judas kiss

Chapter 50- Consider Spencer dead.

She had been working the whole day. Nerves were getting the best of her. She had to do this for her

best friend. She was going to put her pride aside so she could help Della. She didn't know what Alfredo

will ask of her but even if it was sex, she would do it. Mila was well aware that nothing is for free in this

world that we live in, everything has a price and a stamp. She had been checking in with Becca the

receptionist for the current shift.

Becca had checked Molinero's movements, ofcourse he went to the hotel gym early in the morning.. he

went out a couple of times then checked back in at around nine pm. Mila wondered why he hadn't

called her? Had he found a new lover she was that easy to replace huh? If he didn't care about her

then why didn't he go back to Mexico.

More importantly why was she staring at the door like an idiot. She was in her uniform, she could use

that as an excuse. Mila just had so much pride, it just wouldn't let her.

"Room service.." She said when Alfredo's massive body guard had opened the door. Letting her in..

with a smirk.

"Mr. Molinero didn't order anything.." Felipé said deliberately.

"He ordered something else.." Mila nervously laughed but Felipé didn't even blink at her little banter.

Alfredo then came out of the shower, his jet black hair wet, a white towel hung loosely around his

perfectly sculptured hips, a V shape visible. Her eyes outline his chest area, the tattoo.. supposedly

now it had dawned onto her that it was about her. He really cared that much about her? Alfredo was

drying his hair with a towel. He didn't see her until he lifted his head. He was surprised but a bright

gleamer of happiness could be seen from his usually cold distant grey eyes.

"Mila.." He said clearing his throat. "Felipe, you may go back to your suite. I will be fine." He instantly

dismissed.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Perfectly sure, in fact you should go have fun, I will personally deposit some money into your account.

Go have fun Felipé!" Alfredo persuaded. He was too happy, he was too happy that he was thinking out

of impulse. Felipé was surprised. He hadn't had a day off ever since they arrived and he thought he

could really use some time off also to explore New York because it was his first time here. The perks of

traveling with the boss was he got to travel but they rarely ever came to New York.

"Alright, Boss take care." Felipe said leaving them alone. What he didn't tell Alfredo was two of their

men were staying in the right neighboring suite and the left neighboring suite next to Alfredos. It was a

safety precaution, Alfredo was an important person and even if he didn't ask for protection. He had to

be protected either way.

Alfredo couldn't hold himself.

She couldn't either.

Especially seeing how welcoming he was of her and the fact that he wasn't mad at her; there was also

no other women. Alfredo only took four long strides towards Mila. Pressing her against the wall,

towering over her. He couldn't deny that he hated this uniform, he absolutely loathed it. The way it

showed off Mila's sexy caramel legs and the way it shaped her round breasts. Mila gasped as she took

Alfredo in. She missed him, she missed this... she wouldn't admit it. She didn't mind the fact that they

couldn't talk without ravaging each other like Animals.

Mila moaned when he lifted her off her feet, immediately walking over to his king sized bed.

"I missed you so much." He whispered in her ear, it made her have butterflies. She felt herself blush.

She wouldn't admit that she missed him too especially when his manhood was pressed against her

very thin panties and her dress hiked up... him being in only a towel wasn't helping. Mila suddenlyBelonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

wasn't shy anymore, she wanted this. She was tired of using her stupid dildo to pleasure herself. She

couldn't replace him. She couldn't replace how he made her feel in and out of bed.

As they kissed slowly, Alfredo's minty breath was alluring. She couldn't take it anymore. Alfredo didn't

want to force her into anything, if she wanted them to kiss all day then they would. If she wanted him to

fuck her senseless then he would. If she wanted him make love to her then gladly he would.

He would do anything for her.

Mila arched her back and closed her eyes when Alfredo's towel fell off leaving his manhood pressed

against her panties that were already moist from need. He could feel it, as her tongue dominated his

mouth. She was so sweet, she always smelled like vodka and strawberries. It sent him off the edge, it

was a very unusual combination. Maybe because Della had always ordered two shots of vodka at the

hotel bar before coming over to his suite. She needed a confidence booster.

"Can we?" She asked, her eyes closed as his index finger found itself in between her flower. She hated

that she was losing control and the main reason why she had came here but she also needed a good

fuck.

"As long as you want to.. although I think we should talk first.."

Mila didn't like the sound of that. Her body didn't like the sound of that. Abruptly she flipped them over.

Alfredo was a bit surprised but he liked it. Mila was being in control for the first time in all their other

sexual encounters. Alfredo laid back on the bed watching Mila straddle him. She looked so simply

beautiful, with her hair in a ponytail and minimum make up. Her lips red from their previous fest. Mila

unbuttoned the first three buttons of her dress then reached the ends off the dress, pulling it over her

head... throwing it anywhere in the room. Leaving her in her not so very sexy underwear. The bra that

didn't even match the color of her panties. She didn't think she would be fucking him.. she was

convinced she wouldn't. Alfredo saw her as the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on. He

didn't care about her granny panties the almost absolutely covered everything. He didn't care-

He helped her unclamps her bra. Her nipples were already hard wanting his attention. He gave it to

them, Mila leaned forward, giving Alfredo access to her breasts. His hands roamed around her body,

admiring her. He had a huge smile as if this is all he has ever wanted or dreamed of. As he sucked on

her nipples she gently started rubbing on his manhood that had strong ignite veins right below the tip.

They both moaned at the slow motion. Mila couldn't prolong this any longer as she slightly hovered

over him with her knees on both sides of his waist. She didn't want to stand up and leave him just to

remove her panties; that would take time. She swiftly pushed her panties aside, it didn't take a second

as Alfredo's manhood slid in her.. stretching her vaginal walls without any mercy.

"Fuck!" Alfredo cursed as she took in all of him. She was so wet and accommodating. Mila pushed

Alfredo back onto the bed. She was so controlling, he didn't mind, she had been wanting to do this ever

since the last time she saw him. Whenever she saw him, it took everything in her not to cling onto him

and ask him to never let her go.

She laid both her hands on his strong chest. She moved her hips in slow motion, teasing him. He could

only close his eyes and mutter incoherent hispanic curse words. She started bouncing on his large

manhood a little faster. They both felt bliss. Mila moaned, whimpered, cried as Alfredo held her hips

helping her move. Sometimes she felt so weak because of how good it felt. She felt so weak she

couldn't move her hips anymore but Alfredo helped her keep the motion going. She laid down to kiss

Alfredo's soft plump lips, her breast pressed against his naked chest. As he tightly held her ass on both

sides which would surely leave marks.!

He teased her by rubbing his tip on her throbbing clit. She moaned against his lips.. "Please... Ohhhh-

my-fuck!" She cursed when he bit on her earlobe as he continued thrusting into her. Drawing back only

to slam back into her small opening. He filled her up like a hand in glove. He gave her ass a hot clap

from time to time which only resulted in her melting all over him. Whenever she was with him, she was

always satisfied. No other man could make her feel the same way Alfredo does. He touched her

carefully like a gem, sometimes he roughly squeezed her ass giving both of them pleasure. She loved

how he could be soft and so hard core at the same time. She reached her climax twice as she felt her

legs vibrate compulsively still entwined with his manhood. She collapsed onto his chest, they were both

sweating. She was so tired, after two more thrusts.. he released inside her. They stayed still, he didn't

pull away. She didn't want him to. It was comfortable. Instead of feeling guilty and like a whore who

should be helping her friend but is busy getting fucked. Instead she felt satisfied.

"I have to shower again.." Alfredo broke the silence with laughter. His chest vibrated every time he

talked or said a word. She could feel his heartbeat start to slow down..

Mila smiled.

"You want me to join you?" She questioned. She could never get enough of him, clearly he couldn't

either. He sat up straight still having Mila in his arms and his girth still inside her. He lifted her up like

she weighed a further and led them to the huge ensuite bathroom.

"Jacuzzi or Shower?" He asked.

"Anything." Mila whispered her arms wrapped around his neck. Scared he might drop her but he

wouldn't and he didn't. They showered together because Alfredo thought it would be a faster

alternative. Alfredo had not had time to shave the large amount of stubble growing in his sharp jaw.

Mila told him that she hated how he looked with facial hair. It gave him a more mature look and

brightened his grey eyes but she said it stung whenever she kissed him. So here she was a towel

wrapped around her hair and another wrapped around her body as she helped Alfredo shave.

"Ouch.. you suck at this." Alfredo groaned.

"Hey, I'm trying okay? You keep moving.." Mila said softly concentrating.

Alfredo only smiled.

"Why didn't you shave anyways?" She asked him.

"I was trying something new."

"You're such a liar." Mila laughed. "All done. Now you look like a sexy young man."

"Oh, I'm insulted.." Alfredo faked being hurt. "I thought I was always sexy." He expressed.

"Yes, you're.."

Mila felt like a shithead when it finally dawned onto her that she was losing her priorities. She came

here to ask for help now she was busy indulging in so many pleasures with this man who she thought

she hated not so long ago.

"Uhm Alfredo.. can we talk?" She asked, suddenly serious.

"I don't regret it." Alfredo said almost immediately.

Mila shook her head.

"I don't either.. it's just what I have to say is much more important than what is going on between us."

"Alright, can we get dressed and talk over dinner.." He used this as an opportunity to spend more time

with her.

"Alfredo no." She said hesitantly.

"We could order room service.." He said softly. "You finished all my energy you owe me that at least."

Mila wore one of Alfredo's dress shirts since that's what was mostly filled in his wardrobe. It ended just

below her thighs. Alfredo ordered roast chicken for two, served with foie gras, black truffle and brioche.

As they indulged in their delicious serving. Mila had her legs crossed as she sat on the huge bed. It

was her idea that they ate in the bed when there was clearly a small lounging area.

She told him everything that had happened. At first she begged him not to tell Spencer that Della had

told anyone. Alfredo grew mad as Mila told her the whole ideal, he was utterly disgusted to have even

once called Spencer a friend.

"This is all Garreth's fault." Alfredo said still contemplating. "He called me here so that I could court his

daughter. He doesn't have a son to take over his reign so he had to get another Mafia don to woo and

marry Della without realizing it.. after our first encounter, I didn't pursue her because I knew exactly

whom I wanted."

Mila blushed.

"A couple of other Dons and Capos were around but I don't think they scored a chance with Della. That

only left Spencer as the winner by default."

"How could he do that to his own daughter?" Mila said with concern. "Spencer is a horrible person."

"I know.. and I'm glad you felt you could trust me with this." Alfredo said softly kissing her hand.

"What should we do?" She asked. She had no plan no clue and was hoping Alfredo would be able to

help. "I really need your help.."

"I will speak to Garreth."

"But he is mad.." Mila whined.

"He has his days okay but trust me; he is a very smart man and you have no idea how much he adores

Della especially since that's his only heir. I'm even afraid of what he will do to Spencer when he finds

out.. Garreth will kill him and skin him alive before killing him.."

"What?! He is capable of that?" Mila asked clearly shocked.

"Consider Spencer dead after what he just did."

"But I don't think Della wants anyone to die, jail would be fine enough punishment."

"Oh sweetheart, you wound me when you act so innocent." Alfredo smiled. "I'm not in control of what

Garreth will do but all I know is it's not going to be good."

Mila nodded, now overthinking.

"Don't worry amour, I will send one of my men to be always be on guard of Della. She will be fine..

alright?"

Mila nodded.

Atleast tonight things had turned out better than expected. She loved how Alfredo had made her feel

safe and loved. He wasn't as bad as she thought he was. She was willing to give him a chance.?