Page 21 of Conquer or Die

He slipped his pants off I knelt in front of him roughly pulling his boxers down, his length bouncing up. “So hard for me” I whispered against it, I held his cock in my hands spitting on it.

I looked up at him with my innocent big green eyes, as I slowly pumped him enjoying watching him moan at my touch. “Isabella” he warned softly and that’s all it took for me to take him in my mouth. I pumped his length taking him whole in my mouth, feeling his tip hit the roof of my mouth. I gagged slightly pulling back to take a breath, I moaned “mmm” I laughed softly keeping up my pace with my hand.

I licked his length trailing my tongue all over it, playing with his balls in the process, my tongue traced the tip of his head circling it claiming it as my own. I felt his length grow harder under my touch, he grabbed a fistful of my hair and thrusted in my mouth not being able to take the teasing any longer.

“Oh fuck” He groaned out throat fucking me, bouncing my head on his length while simultaneously thrusting claiming my pretty lips as his “that dirty mouth of yours is mine” he groaned out he took his cock out of my mouth letting me breath, I took in a deep breath letting out a laugh grabbing his length and taking it in my mouth one last time, I played with the top of his foreskin using my lips and tongue to please him.

Hearing his harsh moans and groans only encouraging me further, he roughly picks me up bending me over the table, he extends my arms out in front of me stretching me against the table. My stomach makes contact with the cold glass making me gasp, he spits on my already wet and throbbing pussy.

I squeal when his hand comes in contact with my ass cheek, he slips his cock in me. His cock completely filling me up. I moan out, he doesn’t move for a second “what do you want?” He purrs close to my ear. I bit my lip and grind myself against him needing friction. He slaps my cheek again making me jump “say it, Isabella.” He punishes me. I let out a loud moan on contact “oh fuck.” He stays still, before I finally plea “Vincenzo, I need you to fuck me. Remind me why I crave you” I cried out. He thrusted in me hard making me arch up “fuck” I breathed out.

He starts pumping in and out picking up the pace and getting rougher each time, my pussy throbbed harder than it ever did before. He was proving something he was proving that no matter what I was his and my obedient pussy knew who it belonged to obeying his every move. He picked me up by my throat squeezing while he kept fucking me, “Oh. My. G-” I moaned out unable to finish my sentence a series of moans, and gasp leaving my mouth. Unable to keep up with his pace, I bounce my ass against him needing more wanting more.

“So needy” he whispered against my ear his hot breath sending me over the edge. “I’m close” I breathed out. “Cum for me baby” he ordered my pussy. Like an obedient slave my whole body shuddered, unable to stand on my feet feeling my legs turning into jelly about to give out. One last, deep, hard thrust. He took his cock out forcing me to kneel down. “I want my cum on your face” he ordered, he placed his cock in between my breast, thrusting in and out quickly. I stuck my tongue out his head hitting my tongue with every thrust, before he let lose all over my tits. I hummed pleased, massaging my now extremely sensitive pussy using my index finger I pick up the cum from my nipples and suck on my fingers.

“Such a good girl”

(End of sex scene)

THE GAME PLAN

Isabella’s POV

Dante’s little cough snapped me out of my daydream, that was something else. I … we never. Woah, I let out a cough tucking my boob away burping Dante. I rock him for a minute before the milk drunk state takes affect putting him to sleep.

I put him in his bassinet next to my side of the bed, Vincenzo walks in the room wearing nothing but grey sweats that hung dangerously low exposing his sharp V line.

I gulp looking away, my pussy was still sore, but it was always so obedient, always so ready for him. “Isabella” he calls out, I look at him trying to avoid my eyes trailing down. He smirked his arrogant behaviour peeking through, I rolled my eyes grabbing my clothes to change.

“Where are you going?” he questions, I looked at him confused, “the bathroom” I sated the obvious. “I think after the meeting, you can just change here” he sat at the edge of the bed gesturing me to come closer. I looked at him hastily but my feet having a mind of its own making its way to him.

I stood in front of him, he stayed seated on the edge of the bed. The back of his fingers trailing up my thigh then hooking his fingers in my belt loops. Slowly pulling them down, his forehead rested on my stomach, his breathing was slow and heavy even though he just saw me completely exposed.

I knew this was different, it was tender. My breathing hitched when my pants passed my ass, once again completely bare from the waist down. I looked down at Vincenzo his head still resting against my stomach. My hands rested at my sides, I stood completely still anticipating his next move.

“Off” he whispered against my skin, I kicked my pants off swallowing hard. He dug his fingers gently into my ankles slowly dragging his fingers up to my upper thigh. “Let me” he spoke quietly. He stood up and grabbed a pair of his boxers from his draw resuming his position, I eyed him sceptically before putting my feet threw the holes. He was dressing me … it was the most tender and softest thing he has ever done for me. He stood up now towering above me, he looked down at me never breaking eye contact like he was trying to prove something to me.

His knuckles grazed up and down both arms leaving goosebumps in his wake. “Up” he spoke up softly, I lifted my hands above my head my eyes never leaving his. He took my shirt off, I was now let in nothing but a bra and his boxers.

He looked down unclasping my bra with one hand, “I want you to be comfortable” he breathed out, sliding my bra off my chest. Grabbing his black plain shirt, he puts it on me.

He lifts my chin up with his index finger, “I’m trying” he breathed out. I looked at him softly, I leaned my forehead to his holding his hand tight. “I know” I whispered softly.

He didn’t want to remember me because he doesn’t know who he became, how his new self-acts. Vincenzo is dealing with the most difficult dilemma we all face. The person you know you should be and the person you want to become, the difference being Vincenzo was so close to crossing that line once. Now he has to start all over again with missing pieces.

He gestured me to the bed, I sighed knowing there was no longer any real point to me having my own room. I think it would be better for all three of us if we just settled into our new normal. I missed sharing a bed with Vincenzo, the feeling of security and serenity I would get when I would listen to his breathing feeling his heartbeat against his chest. I got comfortable my head hitting the pillow, I immediately fell into a peaceful sleep.

x

I slowly opened my eyes, adjusting to the light before the memories of last night came crashing back. The meeting and what came after that. I exhaled deeply brushing my fingers through my hair. I look over and find Vincenzo and Dante gone. I shuffle getting out of the bed and finding a simple outfit for today.

I grabbed a pair of black high waisted leather shorts and Vincenzo’s plain black distressed Tee. Tucking the left side in, I look around for my combat boots tying them up and rushing out to find my son and my … well my Vincenzo? I questioned to myself before shrugging choosing not to go over that brain teaser today.

It was game day, Vincenzo, myself, and Lorenzo and the rest of the intimate team were discussing strategies and our official plan to finally take down Xavier. I step out the mansion looking around, every man was in an area training. Hand-to-hand combat, gun practice, self-defence, knife, and sword fighting even Bullseye had a group of men up in the mountains teaching them how to be a professional sniper. I looked around and Vincenzo and Dante were nowhere to be seen. “Hacker” I call out.

He swiftly turns around “Isabella” he greets me warmly with his signature big smile. I laugh shaking my head, always putting me in a good mood when I see his charismatic smile.

“Have you seen my son?” I asked. He shrugged shaking his head “No, I’ve been prepping the technicalities for the meeting later. Check near the pool around the house?” He suggests.

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