Trapped

Elizabeth wept unashamedly for his Sister Maria and his mother Mary and a part of her wept for the boy Manny had been. She could tell he was telling the truth even though he was a cold blooded psychopath She did not know what to say after all he had brutally broken Lucky’s back and almost killed him. He told her all of this in a flat voice. He told her how at the age of 15 he had tracked down the four men who had brutally gang raped his mother and his sister and how he tortured them and killed them in the most brutal ways possible. She could tell he was not asking for sympathy just telling her what happened.

He told her how he was twisted after that something inside of him snapped and he changed. There was a brief pause as he looked at her full in the face and said “I allowed myself to change” He no longer cared about anyone else but himself and his brothers and his sister was all he had. His sister had after that snapped out of it and was now a Nun. He kept getting more tattoos as a way to punish himself for being a psychopath. He made no excuses or apologies and frankly told her he could have done something different.

He told her he had committed many murderers. He had tortured grown men watching as they begged for death. He had not carried anymore about many things in his life. He had ran drugs not really thinking about who they affected. He told her it was not about the money but about inflicting pain as he had felt pain. As she looked at him she could not help herself something had changed it was as if she was looking at the whole person not just Manny Ruiz brutal psychopath but as a human being.

Elizabeth was just staring at him the tears in her eyes for the small boy he had been. But curiously as he talked she had begin to relax. It was a funny thing for her to relies that maybe he might kill her one day but he would never rape her. It was as if he could read her mind and he looked in to her eyes the heat radiating off his gleaming sweaty all male body and said “I will not kill you”.

As crazy as it sounded she believed him. Elizabeth was out right confused. This man who had frankly terrorized her and everyone she held as her family was sharing things with her that she did not think he had intended to. She could tell by his body language and his eyes that he was telling the truth. She had at first wondered if he was lying but knew that was not true. She asked him finally speaking her voice small and quiet but filling up the room, what about the woman who came to visit you.

Manny sighed and said “Elizabeth” are you sure you want to know? She simply nodded as his voice filled the small space again. He paced a little finally turned to her and said that was “Sister Bonnie” from the “Convent of eternal repentance”. She came to visit me without giving a way that she is a nun. Elizabeth had to wonder why a nun would visit Manny Ruiz.

As he talked she begin to understand he was way more complicated than anyone would ever understand. Manny Ruiz told her about how every time he killed someone in the business. He found out about their family. He arranged for them to receive anything that they might need anonymously of course. He said she came to see if I needed anything. Elizabeth stared at him and said but there is more? He stared at her his piercing eyes staring in to her soul as he breathed out “She is my sister”.



He had told her this story to calm her down to let her know he would not rape her. He could have just said it or not said anything at all. She looked at him and asked him “Why” did you tell me this, I am sure there are other woman who you have scared but never told this to? He sighed a long and deep sigh his muscles contracting all over his body and he stared at her? He managed a small grin in the heat pure habit by now and shook his head “I don’t know” the words hung between them.

She sat there in the heat and all the things she had thought about him begin to change. She remembered how he had seemed generally sorry to put her in the body bag. She remembered as brutal as he was he had never really actually gone out of his way to hurt her as he actually could have. There was something else she remembered how he had looked right when he changed his mind about killing lucky. He had stopped and had not killed him.

She stood there before him and as it became hotter and hotter she finally took off her clothes and clad only in a bra and panties her uniform on the floor. It was now about 115 degrees in the room and both of them where sweating. He suddenly had an idea and gestured her to the bathroom. She followed him in there and he flipped on the shower to cold. The air was suddenly a lot cooler and both of them stood their enjoying the cold air. She could not believe she was actually staring at Manny Ruiz without a bit of fear. Oh she was not stupid or naive this man was a very dangerous man. He was a killer and a psychopath who had covered his body with tattoos. There was only one question she had left to ask him? She wanted to know why he was getting drugs out of the supply closet.

He sighed and said “I was getting those because there is a woman a hooker who is pregnant and who cannot afford them and by the time I paid for them on the black market she would be dead. He shrugged barely realizing how this sounded. Here sat a tough mobster, a psychopathic killer. One of the most dangerous men she had ever seen and met in her life worried about a hooker who was pregnant and the baby. He answered the unspoken question in her eyes by saying “No, the baby is not mine”.

Elizabeth was completely stunned found herself almost against her will putting up a hand and gently tracing some of his tattoos on his body with her left finger tips. She gently traced his dolphin tattoo that waved through his nipple. She felt his muscles contract and his breath quicken as she slowly touched him. He could feel the electricity build between them and he stood there and let the petite nurse touch him most intimately. All he had intended to do was leave Elizabeth tied up in the room knowing someone would come and release her eventually as he got away. This was way more than he expected and he was stunned.

Manny had never felt these emotions before. He had never had trouble getting sex when he wanted it. Frankly many woman where attracted to his body and his attitude and flocked to him particularly when he was in South America. But he had never experienced such gentle tenderness from a woman ever. The woman he had always been with did not expect or want or give a gentle touch. They just wanted raw sex with very little emotion. He had never been intentionally mean or cruel in bed but had never known how to be gentle just to be gentle. Manny had never forced any woman to ever kiss him or have sex with him and he was not about to start now. He looked in to her eyes and what was their comforted and reassured him.

His mother had died when he was young and his sister had never known how to comfort him in a way he needed it. As he felt her gentle touch on his nipples as she explored his chest not even realizing that with every touch she gave the little but tough woman in front of him was healing his soul just a little bit. Elizabeth finally realized what she was doing and almost stopped. They stood there face to face two extremely different people that just for one night where crossing in to a different realm.

She looked deep in to Manny’s eyes and knew what she saw their was the heart of this man. He was vulnerable and scared and unsure now what to do. There was a minor spray from the shower as they stood their cooled down by the cold steam. Elizabeth leaned in and made a choice. Her pink tongue splayed out and she captured his left nipple in her mouth rolling it around. She felt Manny shiver and lean in to her he sighed giving in to the pleasure. He was touching her hair absent mindedly stroking her hair with his hands using a light and gentle touch. The same hands that had frightened her many times before now where gentle and soothing careful to be as light and non threatening as possible.

She sighed as she moved back and stared at this man and she knew right then she wanted him. That was crazy something was warped with her thinking. She tried to excuse the heat. She tried to remind herself he was a psychopath and after this time he would go his way and she would go her way. Then she thought about how this was here and now and it was time to live the moment.

She moved up higher and they gently and finally kissed. The Psychopath and the petite nurse brought their tongues together and they kissed both a flushed not just from the heat. Manny felt like he had been pole axed he had no idea what this feeling inside of him. It was true he wanted her but this was different. He wanted to please her as she seemed to want to please him. He only worried about if he would do everything right to make her happy. Elizabeth felt something similar she had never felt anything like this. This was not love nor was it sex this was something deeper for the both of them. It was like two people who should never have connected where doing so now.

She broke the kiss and looked in to his eyes and said the words she thought she would never say to Manny Ruiz make love to me. He leaned down and without a word kissed her long and deep and low. He put a hand up to her mouth with his finger then left the room for a second. Soon he was back he left the shower door on and the bath room door on to. He had placed a nest of blankets on the floor right by the door of the bathroom and also had a soft pillow for her head. He gently laid her down on the nest of blankets. His hands were shaking as he touched her so reverently and quietly. He was treating her as someone so fragile and precious but at the same time strong. As Elizabeth laid their and looked in to this eyes she knew she was finally seeing the real Manny Ruiz the one he did not even know was in their either.

His mouth moved down her body loving every inch of her body. He touched and explored every inch of her. He finally moved his lips lower and as she laid there he gently opened her legs and begin to lick and suck her pussy he worshiped her with his tongue. He could feel her growing desire and he heard her whimper in the back of her throat. He tongued her and for the first time in his life was so aware of how much he wanted to please her.