Page 39 of Married to the Mafia

My clit feels pleasure like no other and it spreads through me in a wave, powerful enough to take my breath away. My limbs shake, my pussy grips his fingers, contracting around them.

His tongue moves to my thighs, kissing them lightly as the throes of bliss wash over me.

I’m still shaking when he moves up the bed and thrusts into me. He leans down and kisses me, his hand on my left breast, playing with it while he rocks back and forth inside me.

With each movement of his hips, he goes deeper and deeper until, at last, he’s all the way inside me. I’m stretched like never before. He fits perfectly, filling me completely. He grinds there, his tongue in my mouth. He tastes of me.

I claw at his back and amazingly; I feel another orgasm approaching. “Come again,” he growls, thrusting faster. “I want to feel you coming around my cock.”

“Oh, fuck,” I mutter as he moves ever faster. He’s driving all the way into me and my hand goes to my clit, stroking it as fast as he’s moving. I feel it getting closer and then it happens.

We come at the same time.

He slams all the way into me, and his shaft jerks and spasms deep inside me, spurting into me. At the same time, my own orgasm hits, racing through my body until I don’t even know what my own name is.

My eyes close and I’m crying out, my limbs shaking andrefusing to stop. I think the pleasure will never end, but all too soon it fades.

He’s still inside me, the last spurts pouring into my pussy before he slides free and collapses onto the bed next to me. He leans over and kisses my cheek before getting to his feet.

“That’s what good girls get,” he says, sliding his cock away. In an instant, it’s like it never happened. He’s just standing there in his suit, looking down at my bewildered, naked body. “You behave tonight, and it’ll be your last night down here. Get up and pee.”

“Don’t wanna,” I whine, my eyes closing.

“Now,” he says. “I don’t want you getting an infection.” He holds my hand and pulls me to my feet, guiding me through to the bathroom.

He sits me down on the seat in there, and I lean against him, yawning loudly. The orgasms have exhausted me, but then, a lot has happened today.

I don’t think about any of it as I pee. I just think about his cum inside me and how much I wish I wasn’t on the pill. I want his babies. I want a family with him. I want sex to be like that every time.

When I’m done, he leads me back to bed and tucks me in, kissing my forehead. “Goodnight, my wife,” he says, walking over to the stairs without looking back.

I watch him go. Within a minute of the door locking me in, I’m asleep, my dreams filled with him.

16

Dino

Dino

It was as good as I knew it would be.

I wake up the next morning and the first thing I want to do is go back to her. Has she behaved down there? Part of me hopes she has, so I can bring her up to spend the rest of her life in my bedroom.

Part of me hopes she has done something bad, so I have an excuse to punish her for misbehaving. That’s something that lingered in my head last night after I left her.

I lay in my bed, reliving the moment I sat at my desk and left her in place. She stayed there purely because I told her to. She is the perfect submissive wife. A spark of brat to her, though, in the way she fought me verbally, the way she tried to call for help on the study phone.

As if any help is coming for her. The police would note the address and call me. No one would turn up here. The only authorities that ever come here are the Feds and by the time they get wind of her, I’ll have her on side for good. Or dead.

She doesn’t know she only has two options now we’remarried. Stay with me or get whacked. If Ricardo gets hold of her now, the wedding vows have been exchanged, he’ll torture and then kill her. That’s the guy he is.

I won’t let that happen. I will protect her, keep her safe. She belongs to me. That means she doesn’t run. She doesn’t try to escape. I can’t let her. She still doesn’t seem to get the danger she’s in.

I sit up and wonder what will happen once Ricardo is dead. I will be Capo dei Capi and the Beluccis will grovel at my feet to keep their name alive. Maybe I’ll let them, maybe not. One thing for sure, Ricardo will not survive this, not after what he’s done to my wife.

I shower, and my cock hardens under the water. I can’t help thinking about what happened last night. It comes to me in snapshots. Her bent over. My hand on her ass. My tongue down there. Her choking on my cock. All the things that make me happy.

It’s not often I’m happy. I spend so much time concentrating on business; I get little time for pleasure. That’s going to change. Maybe I’ll even become a family man, the one thing I never thought I’d be.

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