Page 11 of Beguiled and Broken

“Vinny…fuck me…” She was breathing so heavy.

I pushed my pants the rest of the way down and pressed my shaft between her thighs, pulling her close to me. Holding her hip with one hand, I put my other hand around her neck. “You’re soaked for me, baby. Grab your tits.” She did and the sight was enough to make me want to blow my load. I rubbed the head of my cock through her wet folds, slowly pulling her into me before I pushed all the way in, filling her up. She moaned as I said, “So tight, B.” I grabbed her hips with both hands and pounded her juicy pussy, hard and fast.

She whispered, “Vinny, I’m gonna come. Take me over to the couch. I wanna ride you while I come around your cock.”Shit.

I picked her up and carried her over to the couch and sat down. With her knees on each side of me, she slid herself down, running her fingers through my hair and pulled, making me growl. “Ride me, Bianca. Make that pretty pussy come around my cock.”

“Oh, Vinny. You feel so fucking good.” She continued to grind down on me faster and harder each time. I wrapped my arms around her as I sucked her tits and flicked her nipples with the tip of my tongue, wanting her to come. After the last flex of my hips to push myself up into her, she grinded into it hard. In an instant, she was coming, muffling her cries with her hand as I sucked her and held her close to me.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me.” She finished and relaxed, so I bent her over the couch so I could come. I slammed my cock into her, gripping her hips hard as I pounded in and out, listening to the rhythm of my hips slapping her ass.

She edged me on, “Come, baby. Fill me up.”Fuuuck.

Several more thrusts and my balls clenched, pumping her full of my come. I leaned over her, kissing her back. I said, “You’re perfect. How the fuck did I get so lucky?” I pulled out of her, and she stood up, turned around and wrapped her arms around me.

“I’m sorry, Vinny. I promise. No more decisions without you. Especially if you keep fucking me like that.” I kissed her forehead, but then she turned to walk away, so I smacked her ass. We laughed and headed upstairs to shower.

Chapter 8

Vinny

I’d spent the past month converting the basement to a nice room for Catarina so it would be ready for her to move in. Cole, Carter, and Lex helped me move some of the junk out, refurnish and paint. It already had a bathroom and walk out patio, so I didn’t need to do much else to make it a nice living space. I wanted her to haveherspace and for us to haveours. This was already stressful for me, so I needed to feel like I still had some privacy with my wife whenever we needed it.

“Vinny! Catarina is going to be here any second. Are you ready?” No, I wasn’t ready but yeah, I was ready. I took the stairs two at a time until I was in the kitchen and heading for the front door where Bianca stood looking out the window waiting for Cat to arrive.

“Hey, you,” she said.

I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her neck, making her laugh. “Where are the kids?”

“They’re playing upstairs. I figured we could welcome her in, show her where she’s going to live and then have the kids come down for dinner and tell them the good news.” She kept peeking out the curtain.

My appetite was voracious, and I couldn’t get enough of Bianca, even if wedidhave company coming over. I slid my hands, grabbing her tit with one and her pussy with the other. “Bianca, it’s kinda turning me on knowing someone’ll be in the house and I gotta fuck you quietly.”

She swatted my hands and tried to squirm away from me, but I gripped her tighter. “Vinny, stop. Don’t be getting’ me all worked up before she gets here. She’s gonna be here any minute.”

“So what? She ain't here yet. That means we got a minute for you to suck me to hold me over?” I massaged her pussy with the palm of my hand until she started breathing heavy. She turned to face me, wrapping her hands around my neck as I kissed her deep. I whispered, “Bianca, you’re fucking sexy, and I can’t wait to fuck you later with my hand over your mouth, so you don’t make a fucking sound. Now be a good girl and suck my cock to hold me over.” I shoved my tongue in her mouth before she dropped to her knees, unbuckling my belt, and pulling my cock out. I leaned my hand against the wall over her head. She kissed the tip of my cock, licking the precum off, and then took all of me in. “That’s right baby. Take it all, all the way to the back of your throat.” She let her saliva run down my shaft and twisted it around my cock with her hand while she sucked me hard. I tangled my fingers in her hair and pulled just enough for her to let a moan out and catch her breath.

She felt so good until we heard a car door shut.Fuck.“B, I think she’s here.”

“Fuck! What? Are you serious? Damn it, Vinny. I told you she would be here any minute.” Her anger made me laugh. “Vinny, it’s not fucking funny. Oh my god.”

“It’s fine babe.” Hearing the car door shut and Bianca jumping up killed my hard on. I tucked my dick back in my pants and zipped them up. “Look, it’s like nothin’ happened.” I pointed at my crotch, still laughing. Bianca rolled her eyes trying to straighten out her clothes and her expression. She did look a little flushed, so I told her to go get a drink of water. “You don’t want your breath smellin’ like my cock.” I laughed and she punched me.

“Asshole.” She tried not to laugh, but I could tell she wanted to.

Knock. Knock.

“Showtime babe!” I opened the door, flashing my best smile at Catarina like absolutely nothing happened. “Hey Cat, come on in.” I gestured toward the couches in the living room. The front door opens up into our living room on the left and straight ahead is our kitchen which leads to the deck out back, or downstairs to Cat’s apartment.

“Hi Vinny! How are things? Where are the kids?” I already had an uneasy feeling. Something about those eyes and the way too big smile. I thought maybe I was overthinking it.

“They’re upstairs playing. Bianca is in the kitchen. She’ll be here in just a minute. Have a seat on the couch there.” We had two couches that faced each other with our tv and entertainment center on the far wall between the couches. Bianca came around the corner, all smiles.

“Catarina, hi! I’m so glad you’re here. The kids are playing. We thought we could talk through details and then show you to your apartment before we call the kids down for dinner. Does that sound ok?”

“That sounds great. Where should we start?”

For the next forty-five minutes Bianca led most of the conversation and let Catarina know all the details about her apartment, the kids’ schedules, and what was needed around the house. Cat seemed ok with everything.

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