“It won’t shoot, Ollie! It’s broken,” he whined.
“Okay, okay. You probably just need to reload. Here.” I knelt down to help him find the reload button and inadvertently took a shot meant for him — which killed me. “It’s up to you now, Little Hombre. It’s just your mom and Valentino left, so go find Carlo and Alex and make me proud.”
He nodded quickly, so I watched from base as he ran up to his cousins and hatched a plan. Alex and Carlo took the perimeter as Rio took the middle, and the second he saw his mom, he didn’t hesitate to shoot her twice.
“Mijo!” she said playfully, struggling with the reload button herself as Carlo popped up and took her out of the game. “Coño. Valito, it’s all up to you!”
“I got this Titi! Alex is out!”
We couldn’t see where Val was talking from, but Carlo was walking near his voice in a crouch. As much as I wanted to help him, I couldn’t do anything as Alex jogged over to join me at base and Valentino shot Carlo until his headband blinked white.
“Son of a b— gun,” I hissed. “C’mon, Little Hombre. All yours.”
Rio fixed his headband and stood tall as he rounded the corner to face Valentino, and shot him before he could hit his reload button. “I did it!” He jumped into the air and started dancing, making me laugh as I ran over to lift him up onto my shoulders.
“Atta boy, Little Hombre! Rio! Rio! Rio!” I chanted, and everyone joined in right along with me.
Even Valentino seemed proud, and I wasn’t sure if he let him win or if Rio truly caught him off guard, but I had a feeling Valentino wouldn’t have told anyone either way.
There was a snack center inside the building, so I gave Jago my card and told him to get everyone something to snack on, then pointedly asked Mia if she’d seen where the restrooms were. I wasn’t done with her, not by a long shot.
She took my hand to lead me there, her eyes darting around like she knew what might be coming.
I let her stay quiet as we ducked into the long hallway just off the snack center seating area, and I chose the family bathroom instead of the men’s. “In.” I gripped her hip and made her walk in front of me, then locked the door behind me and spun around to face her. “You shot me. Twice.”
“To be fair, you shoot me all the time.” She pointed at my crotch with her tongue between her lips, and the sight had my cock thickening.
“Yeah, that’s fair.” I pulled her to me by her shirt and popped the button on her jeans, then slipped my hand inside as my other threaded in her hair. “You’re gonna come for me though, baby. Right here, right now. Got it?”
“Fuck,” she gasped, nodding without any argument. “I’m already dying for it, baby. You and your pinche magic fingers.”
I tightened my grip in her curls and tipped her head back to make her body bow as I eased my middle finger inside of her, palm pressed against her body to put pressure on her clit. “Saw our ref checking you out, baby. Did you see?”
“No.” Mia’s smile turned mischievous. “Was he looking at my ass?”
“Among other things,” I growled, curling my finger inside her and rocking my palm.
“I think maybe he wanted it to be him in here with you, making you come in your panties.”
She moaned, hands gripping my shirt. “He does, baby. He’s probably listening to me right now, wants to hear you make me come.”
My cock throbbed, making me grunt and speed up my hand as I leaned in to whisper, “Then let him hear you, baby. Just make sure it’s my name on that naughty little tongue.”
“Sí, Papí. This pussy is yours, only yours.” I could tell my jealousy was turning her on, and when she let go she moaned my name into my ear and bit my neck.
“Fuck, I love you.” I pulled my hand out and sucked my finger clean, then almost instantly regretted it when I realized how hard it was going to be to hide my cock. “Fuck. Okay, wait a couple minutes then follow me out.” I washed my hands quickly as she peed, but I opened the door to sneak out and nearly ran into one of the managers.
“Um ... Sir?” he started awkwardly. “I’m gonna need you to leave. Permanently.”
I sighed, but I couldn’t say I blamed the guy. I’d broken about all of their rules and probably some they hadn’t thought of yet. “Yeah, that’s fair. We’ll be on our way. Thanks for a good time.”
He stared at me slack-jawed as I walked away with a pep in my step and a grin on my face, feeling better than I had since Mia had failed to agree to go back to Brisley with me.
It was all going to be okay. I just had to have faith.