《The Mafia Don I dug from the grave!》Yellow Power
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"Thank God! We are home." Enzo sighed and opened the door of the house for me.
I nodded and went straight to the room, it's been 3 days since the ambush and my body is still sore. The person I want to see the most is not in the room or garden. Where is she?
I opened the door of the office. I saw my angioletto sitting in my chair, sleeping. Why is she sleeping in the office and not in the room?
I caressed her cheeks and kissed the back of her ear. She shivered and woke up. "S-Salvy is that really you?" she groggily asked and reached for my face.
I nod my head. "Why are you sleeping here vita mia?" I asked and put my face closer to her so she can easily touch me.
"be-because ahmm the o-office still smells l-like you." she stammered. I grinned. I lifted her up from the chair and hugged her while carrying her.
She inhaled deeply and I did the same. I always thought that they were kidding when they said that there will be one person in the whole world that will make you feel at home as long as you're with them but being with Lily made me realize that it's true. Lily is not just my home, she is my life.
I sat on the chair and Lily is now on my lap. Lily is hugging me so tightly that I can feel how fast her heartbeat is. I kissed her neck and I love it every time she shivers.
"S-sorry. Do y-you h-have work to do? Should I go d-down?" she stuttered.
I have so many things to do and My body still aches but I don't care. "No my angioletto. Stay. I need this more than anything in the world." I answered and licked her earlobe.
I chuckled, Her ears and neck are bright red. "Wh-Where did you g-go? Why a-are you h-hurt? " she asked, her hands holding on my shirt tightly.
I sat properly and she flinched on my sudden movement. "I-it's okay if you don't want to let me know." She said.
Lily rarely asks questions. I have a feeling that these simple questions took a lot of practice and courage from her. I hugged her and rested my chin in her shoulder.
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"You have all the right to question me. We were ambushed by them. The incident gave me a few bruises here and there but I'm okay. We were gone because we have to fix the aftermath of commotion." I explained and said the word (them) with disgust. I heard sniffles and felt that my shirt was getting wet.
Sh!t. "I'm okay my angioletto. This is nothing. Okay?" I said while gently stroking her back.
"But but you w-were still h-hurt." She said in between her cries.
I pulled her away and kissed her tears. I hate seeing her cry, I rather get shot again than see her tears. She started to calm down and kissed both of my cheeks. Sh!t, just a fcking kiss on the cheeks and I'm already getting horny.
I kissed her lips and gently kissed her still healing wound on her shoulder. Let's start to recite all the weapons on the inventory and the recipe on how to make pasta to prevent myself from fcking her brains out on my desk.
I heard him murmuring something and rested his forehead on my shoulder. This is it. I promised to myself that if ever he answered my question nicely on where he went, I'll go through with the plan.
"Salvatorre" I whispered. I felt his fun stick twitch and he stared at me confusedly.
There goes nothing. I closed my eyes and kissed him but he was not responding. Why is he not responding, I was about to pull away when he pulled me closer and deepened the kiss.
My heart was racing and I held on to him tightly, while his tongue explored my mouth. He bit my lower lip and gently sucked on it, I moaned his name and I felt his fun stick become harder.
He stopped the kiss and looked away from me. "I'm having a hard time controlling myself. We need to stop." he said, his voice lower than usual.
No. Don't stop. " but I-I want th-that" I whispered.
"You want what?" he asked in wonder. I badly want to laugh at his expression right now. He looks like a kid being offered the tastiest candy in the world.
"Y-yes. I want to ahmm continue?" I clarify while blushing really hard.
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"You understand that I want to go all the way? Not just fingers right?" he asked while he ran his fingers near my breast. I gasped and held on to his shoulder. Goodness, why is he making this so hard? I nodded my head and kissed him on the cheek.
"Let's go to our bed." he stood up, still carrying me on his arms. I did it. I was able to seduce him or led him on or whatever I just did right now.
We went to our room and he carefully laid me down on the bed. He removed our clothes until we were both in our underwear.
He was smiling while staring at my body. I tried to cover my body with my hand but he stopped me. He pinned my hands on top of my head using one of his hands and started kissing me from my ear to my chest.
I feel like my entire body is burning and every time he kisses me, it leaves a tingling sensation behind.
He stopped again midway and let go of my hands. Come on. My horniness is overpowering my anxiety right now. Please.
"Don't pout vita mia. I'll give you what you want" he chuckled and pinched my nipple. I moaned and he smiled at me. "I just want to tell you that if ever you change your mind just let me know even when we are in the middle of it, I will stop and I will not be mad at you. Okay?" he whispered and licked the back of my ear.
I bit my lips and nodded. He trailed kisses from my ear to my breast. He nibbled and licked one of my nipples. His hand playing with my hole and clit.
I bit my lower lip to stop myself from moaning and Salvy noticed it. He kissed me and sucked on my lower lip. "I want to hear it." he said with his husky voice.
He left marks from the back of my ears to my breast, he sucked my soul via my nipple while still fingering me and I can't help but loudly moan his name.
I never thought sex would be this good. I can feel something building up inside me like last time and I hold on to him tightly.
He started kissing me and I bit his lips while having an ecstatic orgasm. I can taste blood from his mouth but I don't care and bit harder.
I let go of him when I calmed down. He looked so sinfully sexy smiling at me while wiping the blood from his face with his free hand.
Blood. Oh God blood! "Are y-you okay? So-sorry." I panicked.
"I'm okay vita mia." he winked and licked his lips. "Shall we continue?" he asked and brushed his fingers to my clit.
I moaned and nodded my head. He removed our underwear and my eyes widened on how big his wand is. Can it really fit me?
"Yes my angioletto. It will fit." he chuckled. I looked away, I said it out loud.
I can feel it near my entrance. I closed my eyes and pulled him for a kiss. I dug my nails on his back when I felt him pushing it inside me. I tried my best bit to bite him again and just held my breath.
"Don't hold your breath. Just bite my shoulder." He whispered to me.
I nodded and bit his shoulder while he pushed his entire pleasure stick inside me. He is big, too big. It's painful. "Let me know if I can move already" he breathlessly said, it's obvious that he was holding back but I'm thankful that he is being considerate.
A few minutes passed. "I'm ready" I said and bit him on his shoulder again.
He chuckled and moved. He was moving slowly but deliciously. I kept moaning his name and I feel like my ovaries melt every time he grunts.
He moves faster and faster, I can feel the familiar heat building up in me. I bit him harder and dug my nails deeper on his back.
I had another release while he moved deeper to me. He suddenly pulled out and cum on my belly.
I was in state of euphoria but my world shattered when I saw him looking distressed. Why does he look upset? Was I not up to his expectations?
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