Page 18 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Don

She is panting with excitement, her small breasts heaving, her body quivering. I reach down to finger the soft lips of her pussy and find her to be soaking wet, ready for me.

“Fuck me, Elio,” she whispers to me, her small hands gripping the sheets and twisting them tightly in her grip.

I take a deep breath, willing myself to retain some control. She presses back against me in a silent plea, and I feel the last of my control unravel.

I growl and grab her hips. I enter her in one hard thrust, delivering a stinging slap to her backside as I do so. She makes a keening noise and starts moving against me.

I pour all of my fury, hurt, and sadness into how I’m fucking her. I’m even hurting myself as I pound into her body, but she is making sounds like she is loving everything that I am doing to her.

Her tits bounce, and her hair flies around as I batter her body, trying to feel anything but rage in my heart.

“I’m going to come!” she cries out, and I jerk myself from her body. I flip her over and shove her into the middle of the bed. I throw myself on top of her, lifting her hips so that I can go back to pounding into her.

She comes with a sharp wail, and the sound pushes me over the edge as well. I pour myself into her body, my teeth sunk into her shoulder so hard that I’m sure I will draw blood.

I hold still for a moment, then turn my cheek onto her shoulder, cradling her closer to me. She is panting and combing her fingers through my hair.

My eyes hurt, but I don’t know why until I feel moisture slipping down my cheeks.

“That was incredible,” Kate breathes out, shifting a little beneath me. I remain silent, trying to gather myself so that she won’t know that I am crying. “I had no idea anything could be like that,” she says, wonderment in her tone.

She stops combing through my hair, and attempts to lift my head off her chest. “Are you okay?” she asks me again.

I reluctantly pull away from her, turning my face away and swiping at my eyes. My mind feels clearer now, and I really don’t want her to know that I gave in to my emotions.

I cannot afford to have feelings anymore. It’s my job to rule everyone around me with an iron fist now.

“Elio,” Kate says with confusion in her voice. She presses a hand to her shoulder. “Are you crying?”

I manage to laugh scornfully at this, and I turn toward her, making my expression dead and empty. “Of course not,” I say condescendingly. “It’s sweat. Come on, get up. I want to go to dinner.”

“Wake up!”

It’s a man’s voice, and someone is kicking at my side with their foot. I grunt, and slit my eyes open, wincing at the bright lights in the room. Where is Kate? I wonder.

I look around, my eyes still unhappy with taking in all the light around them. It all starts to come back to me, I realize that I was dreaming about Kate and that I’m still in Mexico with the Baldini family.

It occurs to me that I must have been dreaming about having sex with Kate when I notice the erection straining against my slacks. I wriggle my ankles and wrists and find that they are zip-tied together.

“Must have been a good dream.” the man’s voice says, a wry note of amusement coloring his tone.

I look up to see Luca Baldini standing over me. He casts a knowing glance at my crotch, and I return his smile with a shark-like grin.

“That’s what happens when I think about killing you by slow torture,” I spit at him.

Luca laughs. “Big talk for a guy that my brother knocked out and who’s currently tied up in a hotel room bed.”

I snort and wiggle around to get some feeling back into my hands. My shoulders ache from lying on my arms like this. I wonder how long I have been unconscious. “Where’s Kate?” I ask Luca.

“Somewhere safe,” Luca replies. He gives me a push to roll me onto my side and my arms and hands come back to aching life as blood flows into them again.

“What are you planning to do with me?” I inquire.

“Well, my brother and I were hoping that you’d agree to a simple transaction. We have a few offers that we could make that would cut us in on your trade with Russia. Kate will serve as security until you decide to agree.”

I ponder this for a moment. Then I say, “Regardless of what you might think, I am not so foolish as to give in to your demands. You could have just killed her already, and this is all a trick.”

“Oh, I figured you would say that,” Luca said conversationally. He crosses the hotel room to sit in the chair alongside the bed.

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