WARNING MATURE!!!!!!


Carmen walked down the grimy New york streets. It was cold only because of the wind nipping at her as she walked agaisnt it. She shoved her ahnds further in her black desginer pea coat. Her wavy brown hair blew across her face as the wind blew. her heels were clunching on the concrete as she circled the corner and headed towards her destination. She couldn't blieve she was doing this, she was actually doing this. She had Met this guy, this hot older guy thatw as latin for ocne at the club a few nights ago. Her uncles goons busted in and dragged her out when things started to get good. she slipped him her card as she let and he called her a few nights ago. she thoguth he was to drunk to remember, she thought she was to.

But they both definatley remembered each other. she had just hung up with him a few hours earlier when he mentioned his apartment and thought she shoudl drop by. Strange guys apartment in new york? Hum this didnt sound to great, they why she ahd to sneek out of work to be there befor her uncle caught wind of it. she adjusted the purse on her shoudler as she read the building numbers once she reached the street. Her amber eyes darted from building to building till it reste on 152. This was it. she stood otuside and took a deep breath for a moment befr she started to climb the stairs of the stoop. the building was older like amny in new york, but this one looked as if it was ready to fall over, not what she was used to.

This was a world she wasn't used to, and a world she tried tob lend into and it really didnt work for her. she opened the door and walke dinside which was several degrees hotter, which was nice. she starte climbing the stairs as she looked for C, second apartment 3rd floor. and no elevator and she wore heels, great. she huffed up the stirs florr 2 then finally 3, and she walked down the dimly lit hall to @C. she took a deep breath as she stood infront of the door. she slipped off her leather gloves as she then knocke don the door. some paint flkes fell off as she knocked and she brushed them off her coat. then the door opened and she looke dup and smirked. "Hey"

Ian usually liked to ignore the door for a while. He could never completey ignore when people knocked because it was usually something important, no one ever came by his place for kicks. He just wasn't that sort of person. Being in a bad mood, which he was whenever he was in this damn building, he wasn't looking forward to getting off of his comfy couch and open the door, possibly having to deal with more shit from people he disliked. Whoopee.

He dragged himself off of the couch and over to the door. Perhaps he should put something on more than just a pair of jeans and a wife beater, maybe an actual shirt...that would take consideration, and that's something he didn't have for anyone who would stop by his office. He let out a small sigh before opening the door, preparing himself to tell whomever it is to fuck off. He was caught by surprise, though, when he saw someone else.

"Carmen..." Ian said, surprised to be seeing her. He had told her she could stop by if she wanted but he hadn't expected her to actually do it. He stepped to the side, letting her walk in. "You came...wasn't expecting it. Not sure why I wasn't just thought you would skip out on me or something."

She saw the surprise look on his face as he opened the door. Then heard him explain her reaction as she held the door for her to coem in. "I was in the neighboorhood and decided I should at elast stop by, while i was here." she said grazing past him into his apartment. She wasn't in the neightboorhood was wa son this side of town that would possible bring her here. Well him of course but her lie was a bit falty. "I was running a buisness call for my uncle on this side of town." she said as she paced around his living room examing the place. Ah busisness arrand... nice lie Carmen. His apartment was old, but not nice old like hers was, it was small unlike hers. Carmen was definatly used to the finer and bigger thigns in life.

Perhaps she had to get out more. Get out away from the rich bitch and mafia scene. But when you a mob boss's neice thatw as purley impossible. Just getting out was like giving them your right arm. she then decided to slide off her coat as it was warm in his apartment. She looke dover at him with a smirk as she palced it on a empty chair. He was wearing exactly what she pictured. Ratty jeans and a wife beater. typical new yorker with a bad attitude. "What you look really surprised I came." she said crossing her amrs. "You invited me didn't you, wouldn that be rude to go bakc on my words and stand you up." she said tossing a peice of her brown hair away from her face.

Carmen was wearing a black sweater and black dress pants and black heeled boots. she stood in a very sssy way with her arms cross. her haris fell over her shoudlers as her amber eyes stared at him. Her heels clunked on his wooden floor as she moved about the place. She took a seat on the couch, which was very very comfy, comfier then she would have thought, She looked up at him as she crossed her legs and sat with such pose'. You could definatly tell she came from money, with her clothes and fancy manners. She wasn't showing off, thats all she kenw really. "So how have you been? ast time you were pretty riipped when i saw you." she said with a smirk remebering the drunken night.

Ian glanced at her as she struts around his room, putting her expensive coat on his cheap ass chair, then walking around in her expensive shoes across the cheap ass wood in his cheap ass apartment. Jesus Christ... "You know, you stick out like a sore thumb around here." He said with a small smirk. "Somehow I doubt you were just in the neighborhood." He said, calling on her bluff. It made him feel better to know that she actually went out of her way to come see him. "If your uncle owns the company, he wouldn't be sending his niece to the shit hole section of New York."

Ian let out a small sigh, walking over to his desk and sat down on top of it. He raised an eyebrow as she checked him out, and he vaguely wondered what exactly she was thinking about. Didn't really matter though, he told himself. She was here, she had made the effort to come here, that said something. "What can I say, I'm used to people being rude as hell. It's just second nature to doubt people by now." He said softly with a small shrug.

He looked at her as she took a seat on his couch, and he couldn't help but remember, as fuzzy as the drunken memory was, when they were on the couch in the VIP room. They were so close, then it got broken up. He wasn't sure if she was going to kiss him or not...it seemed like it, but he wasn't sure. "I"m doing alright." He muttered, not wanting to explain why he was always feeling pissed off. It was too long of a story. "Yeah, it was a rough day...how are you?"

"You know, you stick out like a sore thumb around here."

She smirked as she looekd back at him. "I don't stick out that bad." she said with a smirk. He was tellign teh truth she did stick out like a soare thumb. It was no use hiding it she did plain and simple. Carmen Manez couldn't help hiding she was from money, but she could help hiding her mafia princess ways. She could keep that a secret and use her buisness termenology t talk her and he rincle in stounding like million dollar buissness owners. which they kinda were in a illegal sorta way. But they did own one big company so the cops wern't on their asses all the time.


"If your uncle owns the company, he wouldn't be sending his niece to the shit hole section of New York."

she laughed a bit as she looked down at the floor then back up at him. "He has some warehouses in this district. I had to dropp off soem package." she said. It wasn't a total lie, he did have warehouses there. She said with a shrugg. "And you don't know my uncle very well, he dsnt just trust anyone with his buisness situations." she said with a shrug which wasn't a lie either. she just usually had some brute with her when she ran arrands. Besides she was a people person and a smooth talker. she was a amster manipulator that got her way fast and it helped her uncle out alot.

"Yeah, it was a rough day...how are you?"

She sighed a bit and nodded. "Me to rough rough day. i had classes with 3 exams in a row earlier to day then my uncles arrands." It didnt sound to rough but it was. Exams were the pits at NYU expecially in the buisness classes because buissness school there was like Harvard. because everyone coems to New York to be some buisness mogle who earns a million a day. Her uncle well sehe had to lie adn shake him and his goones so they wouldnt come along or follow her. She said she needed to go to teh library then head back tos chool for some homework and study group.

He bought it...

Ian rolled his eyes. Walking around in her designer this and designer that, he knew that she knew damn well that she stuck out...but if she wanted to pretend to be oblivious, he sure as hell wasn't going to stop her. Didn't bother him at any rate. He folded his arms over his chest, his cold gray eyes meeting hers, wondering exactly what she was thinking. She was lying about a few things, a few things that didn't need to be lied about. He was just curious about her motivation.

He put up his hands in the 'I'm innocent' pose, conceeding that, yes of course, her uncle sent her to the shitty section of New York to run some errands. "Whatever you say kid, whatever you say." He said with a small smirk. "I'd ask what kind of errands but then you'd probably come out with an explanation like 'it's classified.' when really it doesn't matter why you're here. What matters is that you are here." He said with a small nod. "And your presence definitely makes this place a lot easier to cope with, I'll tell you that." He muttered. Any sort of friendly face made this place easier to deal with. He just didn't have many of those.

"Sounds more like cake to me than a rough day..." Ian muttered softly. "But, then again, I never went to college so I wouldn't know. I've been stuck here since after high school." He said with a small hint of resentment in his voice. If he were to voice all of the resentment and bitterness he felt he'd be spitting poison. "How long are you gonna be able to stick around for? You know, with all the errands and homework and shit?"

"Whatever you say kid, whatever you say."

Carmen looekd up and glared at him for calling her kid. she roleld her eyes nad let out a hardly laugh. "Kid eh?" she said as she glared up at him. "Then that must make you an old man." she said. she was sparpted tongue that was for sure, had a bad habit of not thinking about what she was going to say. Instead it slipped out like word vomit. she looked away from him for a moment knowing that wasn't the thing to say. she ahted beign called kid when she wasn't. She was young, yes but not a kid in any way. she had to grow up fast after her parents died and hadn't thought of herself as a kid sicne she was 16.

I'd ask what kind of errands but then you'd probably come out with an explanation like 'it's classified.' when really it doesn't matter why you're here. What matters is that you are here."

Carmen smirked and nodded. "Yeah you got that right." she said with a wink. Good he wasn't asking questions, thats the kinda guy she needed. One who didn't care and didn't ask questions. Her heart was pumping as hard now that she was out oft eh hot seat.

"And your presence definitely makes this place a lot easier to cope with, I'll tell you that."

she leaned forward towards him as he said that comment. "You know your alot nicer when your not in a club." she said with a smile. He was being very nice, shooting he roff compliments. she hadn't had a guy do that since wel...ever really. Just pick up line throwing sleeze balls not compliment throwing guys. Ian intregued her more and more with every passing word. she was attracted to him yes and that was obvious. she started to paly with her siver chain once more as she talked to Ian. "Well I'm glad I did somthing good today."

"How long are you gonna be able to stick around for? You know, with all the errands and homework and shit?"

she sat up straight on the couched as he asked herthat question. "Well i'm done with school had exams today so i'm i have no homework. Finished the alst arrand befor I came by here. so I gat all the time in the world to grace your presence." she said with a grinn raising her eyebrow. "why do you ask?"

"I am an old man." Ian said with a chuckle and a small smirk. "30 isn't old by normal standards...but I'm older than the average 30 year old." He said, stretching his arms over his head, letting out a small groan as he stretches more. She's got quite a mouth on her, but that's one of the things he liked about her. He wasn't sure why this drew him to her, it just did.

He is rather curious as to the nature of her uncle's business, but if there was one thing he learned from dealing with people is not to ask questions. If a person wanted you to know something about them, it'll come out in time, or they will clue you in a little bit and let you know that they want you to inquire. "In actuality, I'm an asshole. Actually, I'm one of the biggest assholes I know, nobody likes me." He said with a small smirk. "You're just so much more pleasant that the rest of the people around me, I'm thankful for the break from all of that."

Ian nodded slowly as she explained that she was pretty much free for the rest of the day and she could stick around a little longer. He hops down from the desk and walks over, sitting in a chair facing opposite the couch she was sitting on. "And I ask because I would like you to stick around for a while. Why the hell else would I ask?"

"In actuality, I'm an asshole. Actually, I'm one of the biggest assholes I know, nobody likes me."

Carmen nodded she knew what it felt like. she was a grade A bitch and nobody liekd her. they feared her and her family. thats why she had so many connections and she didn't rally have friends. Just people that wanted tob e seen out in public with her tog et there name in a paper or two. They were her friends becasue they were scared of her, not because they wanted tob e her friend just scared if they were not.

"You're just so much more pleasant that the rest of the people around me, I'm thankful for the break from all of that."

"Aww is the asshole getting soft on me now?"she said raising an eyebrow. "And to think i thought i was a huge bitch." she said with a grinn as she laughed a bit. "now youa re thanking me...wow this is new. Last time your were biting my head off." she said with a smirk as she watched him move from the desk to the cahir on the other side of the couch. she turned to face him as she elaned her hea don the bakc of the couch as she looekd at him.

"And I ask because I would like you to stick around for a while. Why the hell else would I ask?"

Carmen rolled her eyes at him. "no need tog et your boxers in a bunch pal. a girl has a right toa sk questions." she said with a glare. "besides maybe the old man can keep up with a a kid like me." she said giving him a look as she bit her bottom lip. "Don't want you to have a heart attack or anything. "

"The asshole isn't getting soft on anyone." Ian said with a laugh. He laughed, though he knew he couldn't go soft on anyone. He tried being easy on people and he'd gotten nothing out of it but a bitter outlook on life, shit loads of rage every day and a scar slashing across his chest. "And I was biting your head off before because I had had an exceptionally bad day. Normally I'm unpleasant, then I was just being a dick." He said with a small smirk.

Ian chuckled, shaking his head at her. "You bet your sweet little ass I can keep up with you." He said, his smirk growing a little bit. He was enjoying talking to her, it was actually fun. The last time he had this much fun in a conversation it was when he had an argument with the random girl in Central Park. This was just as full filing and involved less shouting.

"As a matter of fact, I could probably go circles around you Carmen." He said with a challenging wink, wondering how she was going to react to that. She seemed like the type of person who was fun to challenge.

"As a matter of fact, I could probably go circles around you Carmen."

"Then prove it old man." she said in a sassy tone. she stood up from the couch and stood befor him with her arms cross and her hip out in a very domianting female way. she flipepd her hair behind her shoulders as she smirked down at Ian. "Let's see if you can keep up with me." she said as she started walking out of the room towards his bedroom. her hips anturally swaying side to side and she slid off her sweater and dropped it in the hall as she kept walking to the room.

"you coming or not, or are you having to take a breather already." she called out from his bedroom. Carmen walked into the darkroom, it wasa guys room you could tell, 100 percent by the sent and the upkeep of it. She didn't care she was gettig a hot guy and it didn't amtter toh er. he could put he rin her palce like no other man could, and it made her hot arguing with him, a good kinda hot. she slipped off her stilleto heels and tossed them to the side as she walked around tehe dge of the bed inh er lacy black bra and dress pants as she waited for him.

Her long wavy brown hair fell past her shoulders as she had a different look in her eye. they were still full of fire as they always were, but they had temptation in them. she then laid across the bed in a very seductive pose as she heard his footstpes in the hall. "your already slagging old man." she said to him as she waited from him to enter the room. she bit her bottom lip with anticipation. She was very very attracted to Ian and she knew he was attracted to her. This time she was goign to be with a man...a real man.

"Prove it...what do you mean prove it?" Ian asked, genuinely curious as to what she meant. But then she walked away toward the bedroom and it hits him. No fucking way was this happening. No way is this hot latina in her mind twenties going into his bedroom. He began to wonder if he was still drunk, or maybe dreaming or high or something.

"you coming or not, or are you having to take a breather already."

Hearing this brought him back to reality, and he stood up, lifting his wife beater over his head and tossing it onto the couch as he followed her into the bedroom. He began to wonder if this was actually going to happen of if she was just screwing around with him, trying to keep him on his toes.

"your already slagging old man."

He heard her say as he walked into the room. Seeing her laid out on his bed like that, he knew she wasn't fucking with him. His cold gray eyes pierced into hers, showing all of the lust and desire he was feeling. "I'll show you what this old man can do, kid." He said with a wide smirk, walking over to the bed, still looking down at her.

She watched him pace around the bed as her amber eyes met his grey eyes. she laid bakc on her forarms as she looked u at him with a smirk. "Then why don't yous topp talking about it and showme.' she said with a very sassy tone in her voice as sh examined himbefor her. She noticed a huge scar across his chest as she came closer to the bed and looked down at her. "What's that scar from." she asked. she couldn't help but noticed it and as hot and heavy as she was feleing that word vomit just slipped out again.

she waited for a response as she gripped the covers as you could feel the tension and lust between the two. Maybe this is what she needed a experienced older male that was dominate and hot. For 30 he looked very fine as she bit her bottom lip as she looked up at him in a very sexual way. she was ready fro him anytime anywhere, she was ready to get a taste of what a real man was like, and he was about to get a taste of what latin woman are made of.

She aaited a answer as she sat ther ein anticipation and terning for him. She was so attracted to hi. He was witty, sharped tongued, and didn't take crap from anyone. strong tough and rugged, attractive in a man. He wa sodler and well built and hot fro a man of 30. A seven year difference could make all the difference.

"One thing you'll learn from being old like me..." Ian said softly, his hand resting on her stomach, moving slowly up her body. His hand stopped at her breasts, teasing her nipple a little bit through her bra, smirking down at her, his eyes once more meeting her gaze. "It's patience. Being the fireball latina that you are, you have no idea what patience is. You're used to getting everything you want when you want it...well, I'm here to change that." He said, his smirk growing into a wicked grin, his hand moving back down her body.

He regarded her as she asked about his scar, wondering just what he should tell her. This could possibly be a long and involved story, which isn't something he really wanted to do with her half naked on his bed. "Just one of those old war scars." He mutters, his hands moving down her legs, to her inner thighs. "Just a story that'll have to be saved for another time."

His hands moved between her legs, pushing against her for a few seconds before moving to undo the dress pants. He then drags then slowly down her legs, wanting to see just how nice those legs of hers were, his mind already imagining what they felt like around his waist. He could feel himself getting more and more aroused as the pants got lower and lower.

"It's patience. Being the fireball latina that you are, you have no idea what patience is. You're used to getting everything you want when you want it...well, I'm here to change that."

'oh really because it sure seems like i'm getting what I want.' she said bitting her lower lip once more giving him that look as she enjoyed the feeling of his skin on hers. His hands so bg, so strong, and knew exactly how to move about her toh er her going. She smirked at him as he got closer moving his hand down her well toned stmach and to her legs. she nodded as she heard his explaination on his scar. she was still curious about it but nodded as said. "anothr tiem then.' she said looking up at him, she was his for the taking.

She smirked as his hands continued to moved about her legs. Feeling him unbutton the waist of her pants as she slowly starte dto slid them off. Slowly revealing her black lacy thong, then showing hr naked long sext latin legs. One thing altisn where known for were their booty's and their legs. Carmen smrieked as he slowly pulled them all the way off aand she placed 3 fingers on his belt as she started pulling him closer toh er. Pulling him slowly on top of her and on the bed. finally when his lips were clos enough she looked into his grey eyes for a moment.

then she did what she wanted to do the first night they met. She then softly placed her lips on his as she laid back onto the bed. her luscious full lips on his as she kissed him. she slowly started to kiss alittle hard opening her mouth up alittle bit. Then she slowly slid the tip of her tongue into his mouth as she masched his tongue with hers as fireworks seemed to errupt just from that kiss. she wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed hm enjoying the feeling, the taste and sensation she was getting from it.

It would seem that she was getting exactly what she wanted. Well that was ok, because what she wanted was exactly the same thing he wanted as well and he was more than willing to give it to her. His eyes burned with desire as he saw her in just her lacy black bra and panties. She was lying on his bed, all his for the taking, to do with her as he pleased. He grinned once more, his hard on stretching the fabric in his jeans.

He was rather surprised as she pulled him by the belt on top of her. He rested his elbows on either side of her, his face barely an inch from hers. His eyes met hers, and he could tell what she was thinking. She was thinking of doing what they had both wanted to do since that night in the club, when they were sitting in the VIP lounge. He knew this because her thoughts reflected his own. His hands moved up her slender legs then up the sides of her body as she looked up at him.

Ian's eyes fell closed as she pressed her lips to his, leaning into it a bit more to increase the pressure of the kiss. He opened his mouth to let her tongue in, massaging hers with the tip of his before slipping it into her mouth as well. There was something about kissing this girl that felt better than kissing any other girl did. Maybe because she was that much younger than him. It could have been because they started out fighting, and they kept on bickering through out their conversations and this was just the outcome of a challenge. Something about that made it seem even hotter to him.

She smirked as she kissed im enjoying ever moment of it. Things were beginning to heat up and she liked it as she rand her hand lightly down his spine. she moved her other slowlydown his very musular chest and moved it down down to his belt. with just one jerk his belt was unbuckled and a second jerk it was removed from his jean loops as she dropped it to the floor. she kept kssing him as their bodies grew closer and his bare chest was touchign her bare stomach and the feeling was incredible. flesh agaisn tflesh with one another.

It was funnyhow they were fighting all they way into the bedroom and now they were about to have explosive sex with each other. She didnt know of it was the thrll of the case. or that he was an older man, but either way she liekd what ever they were doing and didnt want it to stop. sher hand thenbegan t tug as his jeans and felt a bit of a tent being pitch. she kept kissing him as she un buttoned hs jeans and let the fall revealing his boxer breifs. as she contuned to move her hans lightly up ad down his spine.

Everything felt right, felt amazing, felt hot. Her heart was pounding hard again agaisnt her chest. this time ti wan't from lying it was from the feelings she was feeling with this man in his bed.

Ian kissed her a bit harder, pushing his tongue between her lips, his hands moving across her body still, feeling her smooth skin beneath them. He grinned a little bit into the kiss as she tugged his belt off with two quick motions. "I'd almost think you know what you're doing babe..." He muttered against her lips. His hands moved to her breasts, kneading them slowly, his strong arms working her chest wanting to hear her moan for him. He would never have told her but it had been a while since he'd gotten laid and he was wondering if he still had it.

His hands moved back down her body, landing on her ass and grasping before moving back down her legs. As she pulled his jeans off, he pushed his hips against hers, his erection pushing against her between her legs through the thin fabric of her panties. He wanted to make this last, wanted to show this girl all the ways he could please her.

His hands moved back up to her breats, groping at them. He began to tease her nipples a little bit between his fingers, his lips trailing from her mouth across her cheek and down to her neck. He grazed his teeth against her neck before biting down softly onto it.

"I'd almost think you know what you're doing babe..."

"Don't let my age fool you, old man." she said back with a smirk as she bit her bottom lip. She felt his hands start to move about her body exploring it. Sending a feeling like electricity surge through her as he touch her skin. Their breathign was getting heavier as she kissed him back. She kept kisssig him hard and passionatly as his strong arms kneeded her breast, knowing he was enjoying the looks and feel of them. She had a sly smirk onh er face as she kissed him. She was very very attracted to him, more and more, and now she was gettign what she wanted, he was getting what he wanted. But she wouldn't tell him that... She liekd his eyes, his strong arms his touch his kiss, the mystery behind him turned her on.

She felt his hands grab her ass hard, and one thing a latin girls got is a nice ass. no doubt. She flet him push his erection against her hard she could feel their higs join together perfectly as felt a bit of it through her panties. This turned her on even more. She wanted him bady and just him teasing msde it really really bad and she kenw he was doign it on purpose. She liked it alot. She moved her legs to either side of him getting in position for him. Her long hot legs around him as she moaned alittle at the feeling of his erection rubbing agaisnt her.

She wanted his age and experience to please her, satisfy her. She then felt his hands go right back to her naked brests tweekign the nipples. there wa snothing like the feeling of that. It could always turn a girl on and make thing hot and heavy fast. He moved his lips fromh e rmouth to down her neck nipping at it as he then sunk his teeth into it. She gripped his back hard enjoying the feeling. Carmen's sweet spot was her neck, touch it the right way and a man could get anythign he wanted from her. Her hands then ran down to his sides as she then moved them down her body as she slowly slipped her thong from her, and then went fr his briefs. Her breathing heavy as she let out a moan as he bit her neck. Oh how she wanted him... but she loved teasing and foreplay...