***WARNING | STEAMY SCENE***
*Edgardo’s POV*
I had to kiss her. Her lips were begging for attention and I could no longer hold back.
I know I always said that I had no time for any sort of distractions and, fūck was she a distraction, but it’s stronger than me.
Maybe I just needed to fūck it out of my system, or so I keep telling myself. There was something about Penelope. Something that I couldn’t put my finger on, but was willing to discover nonetheless.
I nipped her lips, making her whimper and drive me crazy. I was done holding back. I released her neck and waist, forcing her legs open to straddle me.
“Edgardo.” She panted, pulling down on her tiny as fūck skirt.
“Don’t.” I hissed, grabbing her wrists as her eyes flickered back nervously. “I like it when people watch.” I told her, making her gulp.
There was something about people watching someone else in their intimacy, but not everyone understood that. Don’t get me wrong; I’m not a sharer, but I like to be watched when I’m pleasing a woman.
“I’m embarrassed.” She mumbled before I pressed my lips to hers again.
I kissed her hard, feeling my cōck press against my zipper. I bit her lip before forcing my tongue inside her mouth, exploring her mouth accordingly.
I grabbed her waist as I rubbed her wet cunt against my hard-on. She moaned into my mouth, making me chuckle.
The moment lust takes over her body, her embarrassment will subside. I really wanted her to get out of that shell of hers, even though I’m still a bit hesitant about allowing myself any distractions.
I released her lips before kissing down her neck. She whimpered my name as I reached for her thighs, gently rubbing my hands upward before reaching her aching center.
“Edgardo.” She moaned, grabbing my hands, trying to stop me from touching her as she gulped.
“Focus on me, principessa.” I growled as I continued leaving love bites on her neck.
I could feel Rocco’s eyes on us as he drove down the road. It only made me want to have Penelope screāming my name louder.
“Close your eyes, Penelope.” I murmured as I bit the top of her round breāsts through her lace top.
As soon as she closed her eyes, I rubbed the inside of her legs slowly before reaching her warm pūssy again. She held her breath in anticipation as I continued kissing, biting, and licking her chest and teasing her wet slit on top of her thong. She gripped my arms tightly as I moved her thong to the side and pushed my fingers in between her lips.
I felt the moment the car stopped, but she didn’t notice and Rocco didn’t even attempt to get out. “Per favore, Edgardo.” (Italian for “Please, Edgardo.”) She moaned as she rubbed herself against my hand.
I loved how into it she was getting and I loved Rocco’s hungry eyes on Penelope. The fact that I could drive her crazy and he could see what only I could do to her had me ready to explode. I loved the control I had over this situation, which only pushed me to rub her clīt faster.
“Cazzo, cazzo, cazzo.” She cried as her legs shook at my sides. I plunged my middle and index fingers inside of her tight hole as my thumb continued its ministry. “Oh mio Dio, sto per venire.” (Italian for “Oh my God, I’m going to cūm.”)
“Cūm for me, baby.” I commanded as she bit on my shoulder to suppress her screāms, but I yanked on her hair harder and pushed my fingers in her pūssy faster, prolonging her orgāsm as she released a loud screām.
Her screām alone had me ruining the inside of my pants and I’m sure Rocco will have an extra long shower tonight.
“Bellissima.” (Italian for “Beautiful”.) I praised her as she opened her eyes while she took deep breaths to control her panting.
I finally removed my fingers from her wet pūssy before placing them into her mouth. “Taste yourself.” I told her as she sucked my middle finger while I licked my thumb, looking deep into her hungry eyes.
Her eyes alone warned me not to fully claim her. Her eyes carried a spell that I knew I could and probably would get lost in. I knew that if I claimed her, it wouldn’t just be a one-time thing. I knew that I would lose myself to this and I didn’t know if I was ready to put everything that I fought to have on the line for a stranger. For a woman that could betray me like the last one. But I couldn’t fūcking help it. She tasted like no one I have ever tasted before.
“Fūcking delicious.” I groaned, pulling my fingers out of her and my mouth before pressing my lips to hers just as my phone rang.
I was about to ignore it, but Rocco cleared his throat before speaking. “You might want to get that.” He muttered out, making me pull away from Penelope’s exquisite lips before reaching for my phone in annoyance.
Penelope was about to climb off, but I held her in place again as I opened the message.
“Mio Dio, Edgardo.” She complained, tugging her shirt down, blushing again, but I couldn’t focus on her any longer. The fūcking message that I’m sure was sent to every man in the mafia business was enough to get Capo to bring hell to everyone.
*Alberto’s POV*
I noticed. How wouldn’t I if I was standing over her, inspecting every movement her body made. It didn’t matter that I was suffocating her with my cōck. I was still able to keep my eyes on every other inch of her body.
I debated how long I should punish her, since it was just as much punishment for me as it was for her. But she wasn’t helping her cause. That didn’t mean I would actually hurt her as I have done with the other women I have been with.
Isa was my angel and I couldn’t imagine treating her like I treated the others. I didn’t care for any of the others, at all. But Isa, she was special to me.
I threw Isa on the little love seat in the room before she tried to scramble away. I clicked my tongue as I pulled her back to me, grabbing her by her ankle.
“Pa—I mean, Sir.” She gulped out, but I spread her legs and spanked her pūssy, making her cry out in pleasure.
I flipped her over and untied her wrists so she could hold herself up on her hands and knees. “Stay there.” I hissed before turning to look through the drawers.
It took me a few seconds to find what I was looking for since I wasn’t acquainted with it, but I was happy that whoever prepared this room for me, knew to stock it with all my likes.
I grabbed the silver plug and turned to walk back to my angel. As soon as I reached her, I was happy to see that she listened, which only made me want to spank her for being such a good girl.
I raised my hand and connected it with her round asš, making her moan as I licked my lips. She was so fūcking perfect. I leaned forward while I pulled her hair. “Open your mouth.” I growled as she did what I told her before I placed the plug in her mouth. “Suck it, Slūt.”
She sucked it greedily as I pulled on her clīt piercing with my other hand. She squirmed under me, making me smack her asš again. Her eyes fluttered close as she moaned.
“Enough.” I told her as I tugged on the plug to remove it from her mouth. I held it under her mouth before encouraging her to spit on it one last time. “That’s a good girl.” I praised her as I spread her pūssy juices with my other hand.
“Now bend lower, legs wider and hold your asš apart. Daddy wants to eat your pūssy out while your asšhole is full.” I murmured in her ear.
As soon as I moved away, she moved lower, spreading her asš cheeks just like I requested. “Good girl.” I grunted as I thumbed her puckered hole.
I lowered my head to her asš before I gathered drool in my mouth and spat it into her hole. I spread it with the būtt plug and pushed it right in, making her thrash and moan under me. “You and I know you can take that and more.” I muttered as I smacked her asš, leaving a red hand print on her asš.
I pressed the plug, turning on the lowest vibration, forcing her to moan my name. “You know better than that.” I stated before spanking her asš again.
“Sir.” She cried out, but I shook my head behind her, pressing the plug for a higher speed.
“Do you want to use your safe word?” I questioned her, but she shook her head frantically. “That’s a good girl.” I declared before lowering my face to her pūssy and blowing gently, making her gasp. “What’s my rule?” I asked her as I ran my nose up and down her slit.
“No—Fūck—Non posso venire.” (Italian for “Can’t cūm.”) She squirmed out as she struggled to find where to grip onto on the couch.
“Esattamente. Vieni quando lo dico io.” (Italian for “Exactly. You cūm when I say so.”) I whispered, swirling my tongue around her clīt.
“Please.” She cried out as she reached back to grab my head.
I grabbed her hand, placing it over her head before grabbing the other and doing the same. Her head fell against the couch, forcing her asš to spread more. “Keep your hands here.” I ordered her as I let go of her hands and ran mine down her body until they reached her asš, where I made sure to slap and squeeze. “Fūcking perfect.” I told her before lowering my face to her pūssy and digging right in.
“Holy fūcking shīt!” Isa moaned against the couch as the plug and my mouth did our thing.