Tesoro Mia

"Major Lena Baxter. I am here to take the C-130 out to Qatar." She put her bags down and pulled out her Army I.D."Major Baxter you didn't get the message?""No. I didn't get any message.""I'm sorry for the confusion, Major. The flight that you are scheduled to be on has been delayed for twenty-four hours. We are waiting for a Senior Staff Sergeant to show who will be taking the flight out.""Oh. So should I just go home?""We can put you up in the on-base housing for the night.""No. I don't live very far. I can spend more time with my fiancé before I ship out.""Then we will see you tomorrow at 0900."She picked up her bag. "Thank you. I will be back."On the drive back she stopped at Starbucks and picked up a couple of Lattes to bring back with her.She left her bag in the car. No reason for her to lug it back and forth. She went up the elevator to their apartment. When she was out in the hallway, she stopped short. She heard voices and moans coming from the other side."OH MY GOD DYLAN! YES. JUST LIKE THAT. FUCK YOUR COCK FEELS SO GOOD.""YOU LIKE THAT BABY? YOUR PUSSY FEELS FUCKING AMAZING, SO FUCKING TIGHT. COME FOR ME BABY. COME ON MY COCK."YES. YES. YES! DON'T STOP DYLAN JUST LIKE THAT! HOLY SHIT. FUCK YES!"The coffee fell to the floor, spattering the walls and the door. Puddles forming everywhere.Lena stood on the other side of the door. Her head was spinning. She couldn't believe her ears. She had just left two hours ago. Two. Fucking. Hours. Ago. Her chest felt like it was being squeezed. Her blood was thumping through her veins. She could feel it in her ears. She tried the knob, but the door was locked. She patted her pockets. She struggled to get her keys out. Her hands were shaking so badly, and her adrenaline was too high. So, she did the next best thing. She turned around, and mule kicked the door open. The loud cracking of the wood and the sound of the door slamming into the wall stopped the voices cold. She turned around and saw him balls beep in a woman she recognized."Oh my God! Lena! What are you doing here?" he asked, eyes wide. He pulled out of the woman and grabbed a towel that was on the floor."Last I checked, I lived here, you mother... fucker!"He went to step towards her."NO! YOU STAY WHERE YOU ARE. DON'T FUCKING COME NEAR ME!"The woman on the couch was looking at Lena, horrified. She was trying to gather up her clothes."You." Lena pointed at her. "Get dressed. I want you fully clothed when I kick the living shit out of you!"The woman was Lieutenant Sowa. She started to put on her clothes. Dylan had found his boxers and jeans and hastily put them on. He tried again to take a step towards her."I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCKING MORE!" She didn't say it, she growled. "You just fucked me three hours ago and---""Lena, please. Let me explain. This is not what it looks like.""Explain yourself? Not what it looks like? As much as I would love to hear what this is supposed to look like, I couldn't care less. I know what I saw, and you are not going to explain anything."Sowa was dressed she tried to run past Lena to the door. "OH, THE FUCK YOU ARE!" Lena stepped to the side, took Sowa by the neck, and shoved her up against the wall. She was like a woman possessed. Sowa was turning red. Lena's fingers dug into her neck, putting pressure on her carotid artery. The blood was not getting to her brain. Her body started to go slack. Her eyes started to roll back."Lena, let go! You're going to kill her." Dylan was pleading with her.Lena let go, and Sowa dropped to the floor. She took several deep breaths in succession and started to cough. "Oh, Christ, don't be so dramatic!" She took her by her hair and drug her to the living room. Sowa was kicking and screaming. Lena let go and put her combat boot on her neck. "You make one more sound, and I will crush your windpipe, and you will drown in your own blood. Understand?"Sowa made a squeaking sound while grabbing at the boot. "I will take that as a yes.""Lena. I am so sorry." Dylan was pleading for his apology."Sorry, you got caught! I thought you loved me. I thought we were getting married as soon as I got back from my deployment! How dare you! How could you do this to me, to us?""Baby, please---""Don't call me baby! You were calling this cunt, baby! You have exactly five minutes to get all the shit you can carry and get the fuck out of here." She looked down at Sowa. She removed her boot from her neck. "You can get up, you little cunt. If you tell anyone or try to report this, I will finish what I started. You have completely destroyed my life, so I don't mind spending the rest of my life in Leavenworth.""Yes, Major. I won't tell anyone.""Good. Because you do know that the military doesn't take adultery lightly."Sowa ran out the door. She took the fire stairs because she didn't want to wait for the elevator."Get out, Dylan."He had started to tear up. "Lena. Tesoro Mia, please.""Don't call me that either. Tesoro Mio, my ass. If I was your treasure, you wouldn't be digging for gold in someone else's pussy!""I made a mistake. I was selfish. I never met to hurt you.""You never meant to get caught, you fucking cheating asshole! And I am not giving the ring back. I'll pawn it for seventy-five bucks before I give it back to you. Maybe I'll drop it in one of those Salvation Army buckets this Christmas!""LENA PLEASE! I BEG YOU!"She turned her back to him. She squeezed her eyes shut and pulled her lips into her teeth. Her eyes burned. The lump in her throat was starting to strangle her. She wanted to forgive him. He was the love of her life. They had been together for five years. Five wasted years. She didn't say anything. She just made her way to the extra bedroom and quietly shut the door behind her. She locked it and curled up into a ball on the bed. She hugged the pillow and started to cry, which turned into sobs. Her life was over. Little did they both know that a new life was about to begin.He stood outside the door and listened to her sobs. He felt like such a fucking asshole. He doesn't know why he did this to her. He loved her. He didn't love Sowa. He just... he couldn't even come up with an excuse to help rationalize what he had done. He was a selfish prick who not only blew up his life but blew up his future. Six months. They were supposed to be married in six months. He rested his hand on the wall."Lena. Please. Can't we just talk?"There was no answer. The sobbing stopped, and the room went quiet. He waited for her to open the door. Nothing. He knocked. "Lena. Open the door. We can't leave it like this. Please." Again, there was no answer.He finally got the message and walked off to their room to pack some of his things. Before he left, he fixed the door as well as he could. He looked around the apartment. He saw his favorite photo of them. It was taken at an officer's ball last year. He was in his dress uniform, and she was in the most beautiful red dress. That was the night he had proposed to her. It was the greatest night of his life when she said yes. Now here he was with a duffle full of clothes and nowhere to go.💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍💍Dylan watched as she began to dance to the song that her friend had requested. It was an erotic song, and watching her dance made his cock grow hard. He watched as her body moved in smooth waves. It was as if she was moving in slow motion. She would drop low, and her dress would ride up on her beautiful legs. He rested his arms on the railing of the catwalk and watched her.That could be my wife. I am such a stunad. She is so fucking beautiful.He watched as Evan came up behind her. He wrapped his arms around her, and she pressed her perfect heart-shaped ass into his crotch. Dylan stood up straight and gripped the railing, turning his knuckles white.He watched as she aggressively grabbed Evan's hair and yanked his head around. He saw them talking, and she grasped his face. Evan nodded at her. Dylan saw her hand grab his crotch and then kiss him deeply. A minute later, she took his arm and started to drag him off the dance floor. By the direction she was pulling him, he knew exactly where she was going.Stephan had a private room in the club that a few special guests knew of. Stephan had taken many beautiful women over the two years Dylan had worked there to his special space. He had been stationed outside of the door many times. Nothing like listening to his boss fuck multiple women throughout the night while he stood outside the door regretfully listening to the entire thing.🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪🚪Lena drug Evan through the club down one hallway to another to a set of stairs that led up to the second level of the club.Before they were in the room, Lena shoved him up against the wall and kissed him. This time, she kept her teeth to herself. He grabbed her breast and squeezed it hard. She moaned, which was covered by their kiss. He kissed her neck and moved down to the moon of her breast. He nipped at her skin. She sucked in a deep breath through her teeth."Touch me. Feel how wet I am for you."He put his hand between her legs. The thin piece of lace was soaked. He slid the lace over and slid his fingers inside of her."Oh fuck". She sighed. She wrapped her leg around his thigh, giving him better access, and pressed to him. "More," she moaned. He put another into her. He pinched her clit, his thumb, and index finger. "You like that?" He pumped back and forth, her hips moving, grinding against her hand. "Tell me what you want me to do, Mistress. How can I please you?""Yes. I need you inside me. Now. You are going to make me come, and you are not permitted to come until I am completely satisfied. He slid his fingers out of her and licked them clean. She took his hand and led him to the door."I don't think you are supposed to be up here." A familiar deep voice said behind them. She could smell him. She thought she had smelled him earlier. Now she knows she was right. He was in the VIP room somewhere with her and Greta.She furrowed her brow and squinted her eyes at him in anger. "Why don't you go ask Stephan if I am allowed to be up here?""I am security up here, and I am telling you that you can't be up here." Their faces were getting closer together with every sentence they spat at each other."Security? Really? I hope you aren't moonlighting. That goes against the terms of your contract with Major.""I am sure you would love to find a reason to fire me. But tonight is my last night, and I don't start for you till tomorrow morning at ten."She pursed her lips. "Is that in your contract? Or is tomorrow's date in your contract?"He didn't say anything."That's what I thought. So, as of midnight, if you are still on the clock here, you are officially moonlighting."They were now nose to nose. She stood firm, but Evan decided that as beautiful as she was and as much as he craved to be with her, he didn't want to tangle with Dylan. He could feel the jealousy radiating off him."Lena, I think there is something highly personal going on between the two of you, and I think I need to let the two of you work it out." He wasn't going to run with his tail between his legs. He looked Dylan in the eyes, grabbed her by the back of the neck, and kissed her passionately, never breaking eye contact."Evan Bluffstone. Look me up on Instagram and slide into my DMs. We can continue this when your bodyguard isn't around."Even though he was trying to be a smartass, he had no idea how right he was about being her bodyguard. The only reason she was out tonight on her own was the overlap between losing Carter and Dylan's start date. He had yet to learn what his assignment was supposed to be.He put his hand between her thighs and gave her lips one last swipe, putting his finger in his mouth. "So fucking sweet." He smiled and licked his lips as walked away. Dylan was seething with anger but there was nothing he could do to Evan. Not only was he still on the clock, but beating him in front of his new employer would cause him to lose his job since he would be in jail on his first day of work."What the fuck is wrong with you! I have seen you for what? A half-hour today. What gives you the right? I haven't had a good fuck in well over eight months, and my pussy is started to collect dust bunnies. You had no right to get in my way. You lost that right when I found your cock in the cunts... cunt." He tried to shove past him but it's hard moving a brick wall.He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to the room she had tried to take Evan to. He slammed the door behind him.Why are you still holding that over my head? How pathetic are you that after five years, you still hate me? You're being a child, Lena."She sauntered up to him and put her hand on his chest. He relaxed under her touch. She pressed on his chest just enough to get him off balance then she shoved him with all her body weight behind it. He launched backward, hitting the wall hard. A photo fell and came crashing to the ground. He looked at her. He was stunned. He knew grown men who had tried to push him and never moved him an inch. While he was still taken off guard she put her hand up and pressed the mandibular angle pressure point that is found directly under the ear lobe in the crease between the jaw and the neck."Holy shit Lena." The pain was unbelievable, and it made his knees so weak he dropped and was kneeling at her feet now. She released him, and he held the side of his head. She had instantly given him a headache. "You fucking bitch.""Don't you ever undermine me again. This was your one free pass, Dylan. I don't fuck around. Not anymore.""Is that one of your moves to inflict pain on your clients, Mistress Lena?" He spat at her.Her face froze and was expressionless. "Where did you hear that name?"He walked towards her, sending her walking backward until her legs folded, and she ended up seated on the couch."What's wrong? Is that not common knowledge? Does your soon-to-be ex-husband know that the mother of his child used to moonlight as a dominatrix?" He put his hands on the back of the couch, caging her in.All the confidence she had ten seconds ago faded. It was like she couldn't breathe like someone had a boot on her neck. "Dylan, please," she whispered."Please, what? Looks like I am in control now. It would be a shame if this piece of information got out.""What do you want?" His face was now inches apart from hers. She could smell the cinnamon gum he was chewing. The smell brought back memories. He used to always have cinnamon gum on him. He was allergic to mint, so it was his flavor of choice. She remembered when they would kiss, and he would share the flavor with her—sweet and spicy on her tongue."I don't know Tesoro Mia. What do you got?"Tesoro Mia. The way he said it in his low, deep, husky voice made her squeeze her thighs together. Fuck twice in one goddamn day! It sounded the same as when he used to say it when they made love. It was always such a turn-on till the day she caught him, and he said it. That was the last time that she had heard it. Now she wasn't sure she should like hearing it. But she did. She wanted him to kiss her. The air was thick with intensity and sexual energy."I... I need you to keep it to yourself. Cole will use it against me in court. I can't lose my son to my past.""You're going to deny him his son? I never took you for that evil of a woman who would do something that devastating to someone."I am. I am such an evil selfish cunt. This time I'm the cunt. "You don't know the situation, so please don't berate me for my choices." Oh, for the love of God, shut up and kiss me already, you asshole."You like to be in control?She nodded her head. She was staring into his eyes. His beautiful golden hazel eyes. She used to stare at those eyes when they would fuck. When he would go down on her. To her, it was erotic and deeply personal.Her steel gray eyes looked at him. He was now rock-hard. He thought about all the times she would suck on his cock while he looked into her eyes. I would give anything to have her mouth on me again.Her pussy was aching. She swore that when she got up off the couch, there would be a puddle."Shouldn't you be at your post or something?" her voice was quivering.He looked at his watch. "It's one minute after midnight. My last shift ended one... now make it two minutes ago. Tell me. Is there a clause in my contract that says I can't fuck my boss?""If you want to fuck Cole, go right ahead. His girlfriend might not be too happy unless you are into that kind of thing."He smiled. Jesus Christ, him and that fucking smile. She couldn't take it anymore, she had to touch herself. The ache between her legs was unbearable.He saw her eyes begin to flutter. He looked down and saw her hand moving under her dress. That is the hottest thing I have ever seen. "What are you doing, Major?""I'm taking care of a situation."Fuck. I can't watch this. I am going to fucking come in my pants. I am not fucking up a pair of four-hundred-dollar pants. "Lena, stop.""No fucking way. You are the one who interrupted my night. Either help me or leave me alone."Did she really just say that? "I am sorry. How can I help?"She pulled her dress up, exposing her cunt as she played with herself. "You know what I would want you to do to help out. It's the least you could do for fucking up my night."Dylan was a magician with his tongue. Whenever Cole would eat her pussy, she would always try to remember how Dylan used to do it and do her best to guide his head or suggest certain things. He always ended up doing things the way he wanted. Not the way she wanted. It left her deeply unsatisfied. When she would have her clients pleasure her, they would get close, but it just wasn't the same."Is my boss asking me to lick her till she shakes uncontrollably with pleasure? To run my tongue between her lips and suck on her clit just like I used to? Does she want me to put my fingers inside of her and finger fuck her?" He started kissing her neck."Yes, please," she said as she exhaled."Beg me for it. Give me control Tesoro Mio. Will you give me control? Let me be the one who kicks down the door.""Please, Dylan. Please lick my pussy like only you can. I beg you. You're in control."He brushed his lips against hers. "Good girl."Good girl? Holy fucking shit. Just when I couldn't get more fucking turned on. He pulled away from her and stood up. "I can't. I would hate to lose my job for inappropriate behavior with my boss. I'll see you in the morning."She watched him, completely stunned, as he walked out of the room. She put her head on the back of the couch. "FUCKING ASSHOLE!"He heard her curse him. He smiled. This time, he left her with the issue unresolved. "I'll see you in the morning, Ms. Baxter." He walked away from her right into the owner's private bathroom and stroked himself to climax, thinking about her fingering herself.