Page 49 of Married to the Mafia

I end up back in the bedroom. My bedroom, he called it. I flick the switch to shift the windows and look out again. What a strange feature.

To be visible or invisible at the flick of a switch. I wish I had a switch like that for me. That way I can vanish whenever I feel I’ve had enough of the world.

I look at the office opposite Dino’s building. All those people hard at work at their computers. I could hold up a help me sign, see if anyone notices. Call the police maybe.

I don’t do it. Don’t ask me why. Maybe it’s because I can’t find any paper but I’ve not looked hard. I think maybe it’s because I’m accepting the situation I’m in.

He’s not all bad. He seems to have rummaged out my deepest desires, the ones I didn’t even know I had. Like being spanked or being exposed in public.

Somehow, it’s not as embarrassing when he’s in charge of making those things happen. I don’t have to wonder about whether I’m some kind of slutty weirdo for the things I like. I can just enjoy them.

Is enjoying the right word. Was it enjoyment when he threatened to expose me to the world? Was it enjoyment when I almost held the safe word in? When I said it?

I’m still looking out the window and wondering what’s going on in my head when he gets back. He walks straight up to me without a word and kisses me before I get a chance to react.

He holds the back of my neck, and his tongue plunges into my mouth. At once, my doubts are forgotten. I need him. What’s the point in denying it?

I kiss him back. I don’t even think about running. He lifts me into his arms, carrying me over to the bed. “The window,” I try to say. I left the switch down. We’re visible to the street outside.

“Don’t care,” he replies, undoing the button at the top of my pants and yanking them down my legs. “I need to be in you.”

He tugs my pants off and tosses them aside, ripping my panties open and then plunging his tongue straight into me. I arch my neck back and gasp in shock. The sensation is almost too much to take.

He laps at my sweetness while his hands push my legs wide apart. I glance across at the window. Anyone could see me. Anyone could see what he’s doing to me.

I don’t care.

I close my eyes and lose myself in the moment, thinking of all those office workers who might glance this way at any moment.

He moves his tongue to my clit, circling it quickly. “You taste so good,” he growls, moving up to crush me under his bulk, kissing me again.

I can taste myself on his lips, and it turns me on even more. Then I feel the bulge in his pants pressing against me, and I feel the same as him. I need him in me.

I reach down and undo his zipper, pulling his cock out and squeezing the shaft with my hand. I shuffle down the bed until he’s straddling my face and then I begin sucking at his length, drawing him deep into the back of my throat, coating him in my saliva.

“Turn over,” he snarls, yanking himself free.

I do as he says, getting onto all fours and pushing my bare ass back toward him. He slaps it once and then moves his cock so it’s nudging between my thighs.

One shift of my position and he’s in me. I slide back onto him, impaling myself on his length, loving the way he stretches the inside of me.

I lift my head and turn to look back over my shoulder. “Fuck me,” I tell him. “Fuck me hard.”

He starts to slam into me, and my breath is pushed outof my lungs. The only noise is my groans and his movements back and forth in my pussy.

I reach for my clit, stroking it frantically, feeling a climax getting ever nearer. Knowing they might be watching me makes things even hotter, and I know he’s getting close.

Just when I’m sure he’s about to come, he pulls out and I scowl at him. “What are you doing?”

“Over here,” he says, lifting me up and carrying me over to the window. He bends me over once more so I’m touching the glass and then he’s in me again, slamming back and forth without stopping for a second.

I look out and see the city alive out there. I glance down. A couple of tourists have stopped looking at their maps and are staring up at me. I look at the opposite building.

A few of them have stopped working and are watching as Dino thrusts hard and fast into me. “I’m going to come in you,” he says, moving even faster.

“Do it,” I reply, feeling all those eyes on me. I reach again for my clit and bring myself to orgasm an instant before Dino slams all the way home, his cock spurting deep into me, the sensations mingling with my climax to make it all the more powerful a moment.

He remains deep in me, reaching across to flick the switch. We’re hidden from the world once more.

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