Broken Rules

by Olivia Jake

  “Oh, Alexandra, you hurt me so.” He said teasingly as he started grinding his cock against her. “But if that’s what it’s going to take, then I guess that’s what we’re going to have to look forward to tonight, no?”

  “Mmmm, promises, promises.” Alex said as Marco leaned down taking one nipple into his mouth. She reflexively arched up into him and pushed against his arms, but his hold remained firm. There was something about being held down that was such a turn on. She knew she was safe with Marco, she knew if she had really wanted or needed to get free, there was no question he would let her go. But it was such a thrill to have to submit to him, to be powerless to his caresses, his kisses, his… whatever he desired to do to her.

  “Now, can I trust you not to go running away while I get another condom?” he asked as he looked down at her, still holding her wrists.

  “Well, I know I’m going to get a prize, so yes, you can trust me.” Alex grinned.

  “Oh, Alexandra, is that the only way I’m going to earn your trust? I have to bribe you?” he teased back and Alex just shrugged, eliciting a chuckle from him as he rolled off of her and went to retrieve a condom from his shorts.

  “Just how many of those did you bring with you last night, Marco?”

  Marco gave her a sheepish grin and shrugged, “A few?” Alex couldn’t help but laugh. “I believe in the power of positive thinking.” He added, which made Alex laugh out loud.

  “Wait.” Alex said as Marco started to rip open the package. He looked up to meet her eyes.

  “You don’t want to, mi amor?” he asked tentatively.

  “Oh, I want to. I just want to taste you first.” Alex said devilishly as she crawled over to him. He smiled.

  “Well, I would never say no to that.”

  Alex licked the precum off the tip, making quite a show with her tongue. Then she took his cock into her mouth and moaned as she took him all the way in. She couldn’t remember enjoying having a man’s cock in her mouth as much as she did his. He was so big and hard and warm, but it wasn’t just that. There was something else. She wanted to please him, she wanted to make him feel as good as he had made her feel the night before. But it was even more than that. She didn’t know what else it was, but she just wanted him so badly and the feel and taste of him inside her mouth was so good that sucking on it was turning her on to the point that she could feel herself getting wet.

  “Ok, Alexandra, that’s enough.” He growled. She looked up confused as he pulled out of her mouth. He rolled the condom on and then grabbed her, pulling her to him and off the bed. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him as he walked her back so her back hit the wall where he swiftly slid in her, making her gasp, again reminded of how big he was. He buried himself in her as she held on tight. He thrust up into her over and over, slamming her back against the wall, while cradling her head in his hand to make sure her head didn’t slam against the wall too. They fucked like that for a while until he walked her over to the chair.

  “Bend over.” He ordered, so Alex bent over the back of the overstuffed chair and grabbed the arms. “Mmmm, such a nice ass, Alexandra, so nice.” He said as he stroked it and slid his cock back into her pussy making her moan. “Oooh, you like that, do you?”

  “Yes, Marco, yes.”

  “That sounds so nice, Corazon.” He cooed. “You know,” he said as he kept fucking her, “we could stay in all day. Though I’m not sure I brought that many condoms.” She could hear the smile in his voice.

  “We can’t do that, Marco.” She panted.

  “I so much prefer hearing ‘yes, Marco, yes.’”

  “Then punish me.” She challenged.

  “Oh, I will, I promise. But not now. Now, you get my cock.”

  “Yes, Marco, yes.” She giggled.

  “Good girl.” He said and she melted. Even though he was younger than her, there was something about hearing him praise her that she loved. “Now, take my cock like a good girl and come for me, Alexandra.”

  “Unnhh”

  She loved how commanding in bed that he had become. He wasn’t controlling outside, but she could see a different side to him came out sexually. And she liked it. She liked being able to give in and have someone else call the shots. Then again, perhaps she just liked him, and after the night before, knowing what type of pleasure he could give her, she’d probably do whatever he told her to.

  He reached around and found her clit, producing another moan from her. As he rubbed it and continued to fuck her she arched her back to meet his thrusts. It didn’t take long for her to feel her orgasm start building. This time, her legs started shaking as the force of it stunned her. As her vagina started spasming Marco started growling his own release, slamming into her until they were both spent. Finally, he leaned against her back, panting. He kissed her neck and squeezed her tight. “I wish I could stay inside you all day.” He whispered and then pulled out. Alex immediately felt that emptiness again. She took a moment to raise herself and as she turned around she saw Marco tying off the condom and dropping it into the waste basket. When he turned around to look at her, he broke into a huge grin as he walked towards her, wrapped her in his arms and lifted her into a tight hug.

  He whispered into her ear, “And you wanted to go for a run this morning. Oh, Alexandra, what am I going to do with you?” Alex didn’t answer. She just basked in her post-orgasmic glow and reveled in the feeling of this man’s arms tight around her and his hard body against her. “Come, let’s shower.”

  Marco was just as loving and attentive in the shower as he was in bed. He lathered every inch of her, taking his time, massaging her as he went. And Alex took advantage of having this naked male perfection there next to her. She couldn’t still quite believe that she was standing naked in the shower with Marco Flores, but she forced herself not to think about it just then. Instead, she let her hands roam his body, returning the favor he had just given her, though truthfully, rubbing his body was for her pleasure as much as his. She’d never been with anyone as handsome and built as Marco. And, while it was the whole package that attracted her — looks, personality, charm, heart — she couldn’t lie that his looks and physique were impossible to ignore.

  While they were drying off, Alex’s stomach rumbled so loudly that it got Marco’s attention. “I think someone needs breakfast.”

  “I think someone gave me a workout. I need to refuel.”

  “I know just the place. It’s perfect.” Marco’s eyes smiled. At that moment, Alex realized, it couldn’t be just the two of them at breakfast, and her expression changed immediately. “Corazon, what is it?”

  “Marco, we need to bring Jesús. I can’t just leave him here. And, well, we are here to work.” She said as they both dressed.

  Marco raised his eyebrows and shrugged, “Well, it’s not exactly the response I was hoping for, but I do understand. And, we’ll need to stop by my house so I can change and get wardrobe.”

  Alex flushed and put her head in her hands. Before he could ask, she answered, “Your mother and grandmother and sisters, oh my god, they’re going to know where you slept last night!”

  “Of course they are.”

  “And they’re going to think I’m some slut or a lecherous cougar or…” Alex was shaking her head, all the amazing feelings were gone, replaced by fear and dread.

  “Alexandra, why would you say that?” he asked genuinely.

  “Because, I’m supposed to be here in a professional capacity, not…” there wasn’t any need to spell out the rest.

  “Alexandra, my family knows I have feelings for you. They’re not going to be surprised that I didn’t come home last night. They know we’re both adults.”

  “You have feelings for me?” Alex asked, and the minute she did she wished she hadn’t.

  “You’re joking, right? After last night? This morning? What do you think, that I would do that with someone I didn’t care about?”

  “That’s not what I meant.”

  “T
hen what did you mean, Alexandra?” Somehow, the way he asked made Alex feel like a child.

  “I, I don’t know what I meant, Marco.” Alex admitted. And it was the truth. She really didn’t know what she thought. Part of her did assume that he was like other men, just interested in sex. Part of her still couldn’t get past the fact that he was an actor, though she was becoming more and more convinced that he really was different. But mostly, she was afraid. Alex couldn’t remember ever feeling so close to someone so quickly. It wasn’t just the intimacy, it was the man.

  “Alexandra, ask me how many photographers I’ve sent flowers to. And before you answer, I’ve been shot by a lot of people. And ask me how many of them, or any of the people I work with have come to my home and met my family, had dinner with my family twice already.”

  “I get your point, Marco.” She did, but she also didn’t appreciate being talked to like she was a child.

  “Do you? Because it seems you still have some, como se dice, preconceived notions about me.” His arms were crossed over his chest, making it clear that the open, affectionate, loving man of just a few minutes prior was gone.

  “Marco, please. Try to see it from my point of view. Before I shot you, all I knew about you was what I saw or read, and I saw you with a different model or actress at club openings and bars every week. How am I supposed to not let that affect what I know?”

  “I’ve told you, Alexandra. I am not Hollywood Marco. Dios, all of those appearances are staged, they’re for publicity. You should know that.”

  “No, I shouldn’t. There’s no way I could know.” She said flatly.

  “You work in the industry! Of course you know!” he had actually raised his voice.

  “No, Marco. I shoot actors and actresses and models for some type of art. Either an editorial piece or a marketing campaign, but everything I do is just art. I don’t get involved in the publicity machine or anything like that.”

  “But you have to know that those tabloids that you see those pictures of me at clubs and bars? You have to know that they’re either staged by my agent and what they print are just lies, or speculation at best.”

  “Honestly, I don’t read them.”

  “Ay, dios mio. So you’re judging me on something you don’t even…” he just shook his head. Then he came over to her, clasped her hands in his and said, “Look at me, Alexandra.” She looked up into his sparkling blue eyes. “I am here, with you, right now, because I have feelings for you. I felt something from the moment I walked onto that soundstage. This is not what you see in those tabloids. And, as I said, all of that is staged and fake anyway.” He lifted her hands to his mouth and then said, “Mi amor, please, let’s not ruin this, ok? Last night, this morning. And not just the sex.” He smiled sexily, and then continued, “you can’t tell me that this isn’t good, what we have between us.”

  Alex smiled. “How did you get to be so comfortable talking about what you’re feeling? Most men run the other way when women say the kind of thing you just said.”

  “First of all, I’m not most men.” He winked playfully. “And second, you’ve met my family. Being raised with all women? I would have to be deaf, dumb and blind not to understand women after living in that house! Y mi abuela? You think she’d let me get away with hiding my feelings?” he laughed a deep belly laugh at the thought. “You’ve seen how blunt she is. She just comes right out and talks about things. There’s no hiding from that!”

  Alex listened, and once again, just like the night before, what she heard made sense. She believed him. She hoped it wasn’t just because she wanted to.

  “And how do they deal with you being right all the time?” she asked playfully, hoping he would take her attempt at an apology.

  “Somehow, they manage to knock me down to size. Come, let’s go get some food.” He said, holding out his hand for hers. She put her hand in his.

  Before they walked out, she stopped him and said, “You know, this is going to be difficult for Jesús. He’s not used to seeing me with anyone. And, he probably heard a lot of what went on last night.” Alex blushed.

  “I understand, Corazon. I’ll take what he says and does with a grain of salt.”

  “Thank you.” she replied softly as she went up on her tip toes to give him a kiss on his cheek. He smiled and traced her cheek with his thumb.

  “I’ll go wait by the car while you get him. It’ll be better that way.” Marco said as they walked out the door. Alex wanted to thank him again, but he was already on his way. Perhaps he really did understand.

  CHAPTER 15

  Alex knocked on Jesús’ door and her heart started pounding. She was actually nervous about facing him. She wasn’t sure if it was because of everything she imagined he heard or just the fact that he knew what she did. He didn’t answer, so Alex knocked again. She finally looked at her phone and sure enough, he had texted.

  I took a taxi to Teresa’s. We’re hanging out here.

  While Alex was somewhat relieved, she knew what the text meant. When Alex met Marco outside, he asked where Jesús was. Alex showed him the text and his mouth went flat. She could see his cheeks clench as he grit his teeth.

  This time, she took his hand into hers and lifted it to her mouth. “Marco, they’re adults too. And, no matter what Jesús might look like on the outside, his heart is bigger than most. I give you my word, he’s a good person.”

  “It doesn’t mean I have to like it.” He said petulantly.

  “And Jesús doesn’t like me with you. So you’re even.” She had him there and he relaxed a bit.

  “Ok, vamanos. But I think it’s best if we go to my mother’s and have breakfast there.”

  Alex laughed, “I’m sure you do.” She said under her breath as they got into the car and drove to the Flores house.

  When they walked in, Alex couldn’t help but be self-conscious, regardless of what Marco had said. She was still worried that his mother and grandmother would look at her with disdain. But instead of getting the reaction she expected, they both embraced her and gave her a kiss on the cheek right after they did the same to Marco. It was almost as if they were welcoming her into the family. Alex tried not to overthink it as they all chatted about this and that. Finally, Marco asked where Teresa and Jesús were.

  “They decided to take a walk. Teresa wanted to show him some of her favorite places.” Lydia said innocently and Marco tensed. But this time, it was his stomach that let out a loud growl.

  “Have you eaten? Dios! This is why you’re both so skinny! Come, let’s get you both some food!” Lydia ushered them both into the kitchen, rambling about what to fix them and how they needed to eat more, and just general motherly type things which helped disarm and relax Marco.

  Alex offered to help Lydia in the kitchen, but she just waved her off. They sat, sipping their coffee when Patricia slowly pulled out a chair and joined them. Marco instinctively got up to help her with the chair, but she swatted at his hand. “I’m not that old and feeble.” She mumbled and Marco just shook his head while Alex smiled. She couldn’t get over the spitfire that was his grandmother, nor how refreshingly grounded she seemed to keep him.

  “Alexandra, your view of actors has changed?” she came right out and asked, or stated really, the implication making Alex actually spit her coffee back into her cup. Marco laughed. Alex looked to Marco to see if he was going to help her, but no such luck.

  “I don’t know about that,” Alex paused, letting Marco twist there. “But I am starting to understand that Marco isn’t like most actors.” And then she added, “Or like most men.” She turned to him and smiled sweetly as she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. The look he returned was a combination of gratitude and warmth.

  “Bueno.” Was all Patricia replied, obviously satisfied.

  Lydia started bringing out food and for once, she didn’t need to force seconds. Both Alex and Marco helped themselves, both clearly hungry. “Finally, you have a proper appetite!” Lydia exclaimed and Alex blushe
d. Thankfully, she said that before Jesús and Teresa came walking in.

  All three of them, Alex, Marco and Jesús tensed. The change in the atmosphere was palpable. Alex was sure that Jesús was mad at both she and Marco after what he must have heard from the night before. She figured Marco was mad at Jesús for being with Teresa. And Alex, well, she wasn’t mad at anyone, just embarrassed and uncomfortable.

  No one spoke at first, then finally Alex asked them about their walk. Teresa piped up, “I showed Jesús where we all went to school, and my favorite beach and you know, just around the neighborhood.” She said both proudly and shyly. Then she asked excitedly, “Jesús thought it might be ok if I came with you today on your photoshoot?”

  Alex was fine with Teresa tagging along on a shoot like this. But it wasn’t her call. Even though technically it was her shoot, given the realities and new dynamics, Teresa coming or not had nothing to do with the shoot itself. She looked to Marco and waited. All eyes were on him. A beat passed, but then Marco took a breath and said with a genuine smile, “of course you can come.” He relented. Alex knew he wouldn’t, couldn’t say no to his little sister. Teresa did a small little jump and grabbed Jesús’ hand for a split second as she looked at him, smiled and squealed softly. He smiled back at her and squeezed her hand. Alex had never seen him with a girl and witnessing this sweet display made her heart swell. She hoped that Marco was able to get past his feelings to see the innocence and joy in what she just saw.

  Alex knew today would be their best chance to get the most coverage before the writer arrived the following day. She leaned over to Marco and said, “We should probably get going, ok?” He nodded. Alex didn’t like that she was asking him, like a boyfriend, rather than telling him, like a photographer would have. But to not acknowledge that the dynamic had changed would have been ignorant and hurtful. And she’d already hurt him without meaning to. She didn’t want to create any more waves. More than that, she was ok with sharing the responsibility, and he seemed to be too.