Chapter 2

• Leon
• The best way to end a night is to be with a cock inside a pussy. I hear the whore moan, and I feel none of the thrill that my friends say they feel when they are fucking, or rather, when they are making love to their wives. The emotion they talk about, they call love, and I don't know what that is!
• - That cock is so tasty, Leon! - says the whore.
• - I know it is! - I agree with her. I know very well that women desire my body. Ever since I was a teenager, I've known how to attract attention.
• - Don't you want to fuck me? - she asks me, in a complaining voice. Of course I would fuck her. After all, a man like me knows how to fuck. I didn't even have to touch her to know that she was already aroused enough to put my cock inside her pussy.
• - You are a little whore who is desperate for my cock, aren't you? - I ask, already knowing the answer.
• I take my cock out of her mouth and turn her over, spreading her legs and putting her ass in the air. Without her waiting, I shove it all the way in, making her scream and moan.
• - You want me to take my cock out, do you? - I tease her.
• - No, I don't want to! - she says, moaning and shaking her ass, encouraging me to continue, and I don't do anything but go all the way in. I take out my cock and shove it in again, and continue to do so straight away. The bitch could scream like a bitch, and sometimes her screams made me almost stressed out.
• My friends say that I will still find the great love of my life, and I just laugh at their faces, for me this love story, as I said, doesn't exist.
• - Fuck me, Leon, harder! - she asks, and I give her what she wants. I pull her hair tight and fuck her harder and harder, making the bed shake.
• Soon I hear her say that she's coming and I let her come first, and then I go right behind her. I am a son of a bitch, but I also know how to be generous. I pull my cock out of her and go to the bathroom, take the condom off and throw it in the trash. Before I leave, I wash my hands and get dressed. She looks at me in amazement.
• - Are you leaving? - she asks me, and I hate it.
• - You know I'm not sleeping with any woman! - I answer, thickly.
• - And here I thought I was special to you!
• - No, my dear, no woman is special to me! - is what I answer, and she doesn't need to say anything, her look says it all, her eyes are full of tears. She's in love with me.
• - I love you, Leon!
• I should have realized that when you fuck her once, twice, or more, she already thinks she has me tied down.
• - I already told you when I started fucking you that we would be friends for benefits and there would be no love.
• - Leon, I know that! - she says regretfully, sitting up in bed and making me look at her body. I knew it was beautiful.
• - Then you know we shouldn't see each other anymore! - I say simply. I grab my watch and car key and head for the door. As I am leaving, I hear her calling me and turn around.
• - One day you will regret the way you are treating me!
• - I won't! - and I turn around again. When I am finally leaving that room, I hear her calling me again, crying, and I ask, already out of patience: "What do you still want, Laura?
• - I swear to you, Leon, that I will make your life a living hell and that soon, soon you will be mine again.
• - I never was and never will be yours, Laura, goodbye! - I say, and leave. When I arrive at the hotel reception, I leave the room rate and the next day's room rate, plus what she should eat, and I leave, never to return.
• As soon as I reach the hotel lobby, the valet comes to meet me. I give him the car key, and before long he arrives. I thank him, give him a nice tip, and leave.
• As I get into the car, I plug in my cell phone and turn on the radio to listen to the news. Soon I am home. I live in a luxury condominium. Before I even get to the gate, it is already open. I enter, stop and greet the security guards.
• - Good evening, Mr. Vitorino.
• - Good evening, Arthur. Everything in order here? - I turn off the radio and take my cell phone out of its holder.
• - Thank God, everything is calm! - I let out a sigh of relief.
• - How nice! - I thank him and say good night. Soon I'm on my way home. Finally I will have a good night's sleep. I've been having too many parties around here, sometimes I really wish I could move into an apartment.
• I always think about it, and end up giving up. With relief I arrive in front of my garage. Just as I am about to enter the house, the door opens.
• - Good evening, Sir! - greets me Mrs. Oliveira.
• - Good evening, Olivia. Everything OK? - I give her my coat.
• - Yes sir! - she looks at me.
• - Is there a problem?
• - Nothing, sir, I would like to know if you have already had dinner - she asks me, a little embarrassed.
• - Not yet!
• - Then I'll see to it.
• - Thank you, Olivia, I'll be in my room.
• - I'll call you in a moment, sir!
• - Thank you, sir! - I thank you, and head for my room. When I get there, I take off my clothes and throw them in the hamper. I go to the shower. I turn it on and get in. Soon the hot water falls over my body, washing away all the sweat and smells that have remained from the sex that I