by DJ Parker
Breathing heavily against her lips, I pulled back slightly and stared at her now open eyes. For a moment, as we stared at each other, I forgot about the rest of the world around us. I forgot about my obligations to my family, as becoming the capo di tutti capi, “boss of all bosses,” once my father relinquishes his position. I forgot about the arranged marriage. The marriage between Josephine and me will be of mere convenience to syndicate two of the most powerful, oldest, notorious, and dangerous, Italian crime families for the past 70 years. Our alliance will consolidate full control in America and Italy.
Josephine is primed and prepped for her role as a traditional Italian wife. Within these past few months, I endured countless meetings to discuss a formal engagement proposal in front of an audience of our constituents. Everything was so fucking scripted and completely tedious. I was prepared to do so in front of both families in 8 months, but I needed to have Simone at least one time before I had to fulfill my duty.
Looking at Simone, her beautiful rich light brown eyes tempted me to escape and create a world just for us. I started to go insane when I searched all over New York for her. Months passed by, and I could not get big mouth Victoria to give me any information about her. I even ordered two of my guys to look for her on their college campus. Two days ago, Victoria finally responded to my text by simply saying that Simone was spending her school break with her family in Florida. When I asked her for her address, she went back to ignoring my texts and phone calls. As tempted as I was to contact my P.I., I knew that my lust for this woman was a phase. She was a challenge, and that triggered my interest. I could have any woman of my choice, and yet the one woman that I wanted was impossible to reach. How can this woman get under my skin and invade my world in a matter of months?
Becoming angry at the fact that she had that much control over me, I tugged her hair causing her head to tilt back. I looked at her. Slamming my mouth onto hers, I tried to suppress all other emotions that finally being with her threatened to conjure up. Her small soft hands palmed each side of my face, as she drove her tongue into my mouth. Gliding over her body, I kissed her more intently and eagerly. My hard, thick, and long bare length pressed against her sobbing wet entrance. The tip of my member grazed her tight entrance. I needed to thrust into her hard and quick. Inch by painstaking inch, I entered her golden gates of heaven.
In that moment, she pushed against my chest and moved her body upward as if trying to escape me. I slid her body back down to me and pinned her hands above her head, as I captured her perky rock hard nipple with my mouth. Clenching the succulent pebble between my teeth, I applied enough pressure to render borderline pain and pleasure. Stretching her body like a contortionist, she moaned loudly. I hungrily fondled her breast. I knew that I had to impound her with my cock, or else I would go madly insane. The animalistic primal stare that I gave her caused her to take a deep breath.
“I’m a virgin,” she said in an almost inaudible whisper.
My cock stirred even more at the thought of being her first. I wanted no man to touch what was mine, and I intended to ruin all her possible desires to be with another. I needed to hear her tell me that she was mine in all possible ways.
“Do you want me?” I asked her, looking deep into her eyes.
“Yes, Andriano,” she breathed softly against my lips.
With low fluttering eyelids, I asked, “Who do you belong to?”
Chapter Six
Simone
When I first saw his cock, I was mesmerized by how massively thick it was. I went into shock as his cock hung long—aligned with his muscular thighs. His pulsating veins rippled around the width of his shaft like a rose vine, ending right before his protruding purple mushroom head tip, which pumped out pre-cum. Just as I thought that it could not get bigger in size, his cock sprang to life with enlargement when he caught me staring at him.
He began stroking his length up and down my puffy spread slit, coating his member with my pussy wax. His light grey eyes became clouded with darkness, as he waited for my response. I was scared to utter the right answer and, in the end, my inner core committed total anarchy. “I belong to you and only you, Andriano,” I said slowly and surely.
Spreading my thighs farther apart, Andriano gripped my waist and guided his generous member into my center, burying inch after inch inside of me. My fingers gripped his wide mountainous defined shoulders, as I sunk my nails into his skin.
“Mine,” he groaned, as he stared deeply into my eyes.
With a smooth, quick thrust, he shattered my walls. Capturing my scream with his pleasurable mouth, he laced me with passionate kisses as we moved in sync. His painful penetrating cock stretched my insides beyond limitations to accommodate his size. He looked down at me intently, as he remained implanted deep inside. The depth of his eyes read lust and passion with the need to continue to claim my body.
Nibbling on my bottom lip, he started to pull his member out and thrust harder into me. Lifting his head, Andriano’s deep guttural moan vibrated throughout his body, as veins popped out all over. Pulling my waist up mid-way, he placed each of my legs over his forearms and covered each of my wrists with his large fists. He began pounding harder and faster each time we joined. Each time our skin came in contact, it made a slapping swooshing sound.
“This is my fucking pussy,” he roared, thrusting hard.
“Only for you,” I moaned with clenched fists.
“Oh fuck,” he screamed, as he flipped me over onto my stomach. Sliding into my addicted pussy, he rammed into me connecting his pelvis to my ass. His body covered my entire body as I felt his hot hard rippled abs rest on my back. He wrapped his hands around my hands as he hugged me from behind. His chiseled thighs covered my thighs, causing me to remain wide open. I captured each thrust as I savored this moment…our moment…before we had to go back to reality.
Gripping my hands, he thrust his shaft into my awaiting pussy. Sensational thrills seethed throughout me, as he sexually dictated my body. I couldn’t get enough of him. Just as I thought that it could not get any better, he rotated his hips in a circular motion, grinding his shaft in and out—gloriously hitting my g-spot. Bucking wild and uncontrolled, I matched his rhythm, meeting each direct thrust. Tugging my hair, Andriano wrapped my long tresses around his fists and yanked my head to the side. He licked and sucked on my ear lobe and trailed his tongue down my neck. With him biting down on my neck and shoulder, I started to feel a surge of an orgasm, begging to be set free. Moaning uncontrollably, I felt as though I was on the brink of no control. Clenching and flexing my pulsating pussy around Andriano’s shaft, I pushed myself harder into him.
“Ohh…uuunnnhhhh…oh God,” I moaned as I experienced a powerful orgasm, which left me in a state of dizziness as I released all of my vitality onto his length. Tears slid down my cheeks as the remaining shudders began escaping. Stretching my hand out, I reached behind me and stroked his hair, as he leaned inward to softly bite down on my neck and shoulders—threatening to leave love stamps.
“Take this dick, baby, take all of me,” his voice strained, as he pushed forward roughly and pulled out his member spurting his seed all over my ass. Collapsing next to me, my head turned to his direction in complete disbelief of what just took place. Quickly jumping up as reality finally set in, I ran into the bathroom.
How could I have been so fucking stupid to even have sex with this man unprotected?
“SHIT!!!” I shouted as I pounded the tiled bathroom wall.
Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I took deep panting breaths, thinking about the endless possible consequences that could result from being irresponsible. A soft knock disrupted my focus, as I hesitantly turned the knob to open the door.
The look on Andriano’s face, as his eyes roamed over my naked body shook me to the core. Each step that he took forward caused me to take one step back. I was scared; yet, I desired this man to take control of my body again. When my back hit the cool wall, I anticipated his next move.
“I have to get you out of my system,” he painfully groaned against my lips. My legs became weak and wobbly, as I became enthralled by the noticeable hint of his East Coast Italian accent. I needed to focus and regain my composure before this man completely broke me.
Pushing my hand against his defined pectoral muscles, I felt an instant tingle as his combusting skin sent heat to my fingertips. Dropping my hands back to my side, I looked straight into his eyes, which now changed color to an almost jade-like green.
“This is a mistake. You and I can never do this again,” I mustered up enough courage to say.
“Was it a mistake when you begged me to make you come all over my mouth?” he asked grimly. Without waiting for an answer, he asked huskily, “Was it a mistake when you threw your pussy all over my cock or when your wet pussy polished my cock with your sweet cream.”
Trapping my body against his, he lifted my body and wrapped both of my legs around his waist as he walked over to the bathroom sink counter. I held onto his neck, as he began to kiss my chin. The scent of my need for him was a clear giveaway that we both knew different. My swollen nub was begging to be rubbed, as the ache between my thighs increased.
“I can’t, Andriano,” I said in a muffled small voice against his lips.
“You gave yourself to me and told me that this (cupping my sensitive sex) belongs to me,” he reminded me, repeating my desperate promise. Instinctively, I began humping my sex against the palm of his large smooth hand.
“What are you doing to me? I can’t think straight when you are touching me like this. Andriano…” I pleaded.
“Tell me that you don’t want me baby, and I will stop right now,” he said, as he stilled his hand. The movement caused a whimper to escape my mouth, as I was near my third orgasm tonight.
Slowly backing up, he watched me intently, paying close attention to my spread legs. In that moment, I felt more exposed and ashamed for allowing this man to have access to me in ways that I never knew were possible. I felt even more ashamed that a large part of me enjoyed his eyes roaming my body. Breaking the trance, I slid off of the counter and grabbed a towel to wrap around my body. He yanked the towel off and continued to stare.
“It was just sex and nothing more. We should’ve never crossed that line. You got what you wanted, and now you can leave,” I managed to say under his intense gaze.
A knock on the bedroom door struck me with panic, as I heard Victoria call out to me. I shouted back that I was all right and would be out soon. Walking around Andriano’s sculpted body, I retrieved a washcloth and soap. Running the washcloth and soap under hot water for a few seconds, I began wiping my swollen cunt. Andriano just watched my every movement in a calculated daze. I proceeded to wipe off his semen from my ass cheeks, when he took the cloth from my hand and wiped the area clean.
Walking out of the bathroom, we both started redressing in an uncomfortable silence. I reapplied my lipstick and manipulated my hair to be somewhat presentable. Looking at myself once over in the mirror, I was thankful that I looked halfway decent, as opposed to a sexed up crazed woman. Feeling his stare pierce my space bubble, I turned to look at him squarely. God he is so sexy.
“Bella mia…you look so beautiful in that dress tonight. I couldn’t wait to carry you away from all of those men staring at you,” he said with a hint of anger in his last statement.
“Look, I am serious about what I said in the bathroom. This is the first and last time that we will ever have sex. I don’t need the headache or stress,” I began, as I paced back and forth in front of him. “I already have enough of that in my personal life. So please, respect how I feel and just stay away from me,” I said, averting my eyes from his glare. He seemed more enraged by the second, as his cool, relaxed demeanor transformed into a more tense infuriated being.
Refusing to entertain his behavior, I attempted to walk around him out the door. However, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me close so that I collided with his hard body. Once again betraying me, my body’s only response was to melt against his. He stared at me with cold eyes before he said, “You belong to me. I’m done chasing after you. That ends today,” he roared.
“I’m not your sex toy, you fucking spoiled motherfucker. Now I’m done with you,” I said through gritted teeth, as I tried to retract my wrist. He gripped tighter.
“When I’m done with you, that is when I will leave you alone,” he said in a temperamental tone before slamming his mouth against my lips.
When he finally released me with a slight nudge, I stumbled back and scurried out of the room. His threat resonated in my head, and all I wanted to do was escape this man. Nearly running down the stairs, I quickly sought out Victoria and a bar. I needed a drink to silence my nerves and to ask Victoria what I should do. Upon entering another bar station towards the dining room, I saw Victoria in the center of a group of girls that included Josephine. Her facial expression seemed to be frustrated and borderline sad.
“Hey, Victoria,” I said loudly enough to break their attention away from her. As if on cue, she walked out of the circle and quickly grasped my hand. Her palms were sweaty, and I was unsure about what made her so nervous.
As we walked into another room in search of a bar station, I immediately halted all movements as I spotted Andriano, Nicolai, and Vincenzo huddled in a corner with drinks in their hands talking to a few other guests. As if he could sense my presence, he looked up at me and halted his preexisting conversation. Andriano was still commanding in stature, as he stared at me like a predator in pursuit of his prey. I quickly diverted us out of the room without drawing attention to us. Walking into the cocktail room, I grabbed a plate and began piling it up with finger food.
“What happened to you?” she asked instantly when we sat down in the corner of the room. “You were gone for a very long time. I didn’t want to alarm my parents, so after a while I started searching for you upstairs. I think Josephine saw Andriano take you upstairs because she…” her words died on her lips as if she had revealed too much.
“She what? Tell me,” I asked.
“After I came downstairs after finding you, she cornered me with her friends and started to ask me questions about you. She even made threats about what her family could do to my family if I didn’t tell her what she needed to know. She was threatening me,” she revealed.
Taken aback by her revelation, I looked down at my plate, as my appetite seemed to disappear immediately. What could her family do?
“Victoria, she is probably all bark and no bite,” I said in an attempt to assure her.
“Simone, you have to understand that the world that you see me living in is not all cut, clean, and dry. It’s not as black and white as it appears. My father has been more than an accountant for the Balducci’s and the Capparelli’s for over 20 years. This kind of life and wealth comes with a high price,” she admitted slowly.
“So, what are you saying? Is there some illegal shady shit, like tax evasion? What could she possibly do?” I asked.
“Look, Simone, you are my best friend, and I will do anything to protect you. I know that this is hard for you to believe, but trust me that I have your best interest at heart when I say: stay away from Andriano. I just don’t want this situation to become worse. Please…” she all but begged, as she squeezed my hand gently.
With a nervous nod, I tried to focus my attention on the elegant decorations that Mrs. Spillmore had fussed over. The mansion was transformed into an upscale venue with waiters, bartenders, Christmas decorations—things that you only saw on T.V. or in catalogs. This place was the epitome of wealth and status. Yet, they welcomed me… a nobody…into their home.
Chapter Seven
Andriano
I searched all over for her like an obsessed man that I didn’t even recognize. I needed to keep her within close sight in order to satisfy my appetite. I’ve never gone mad for any woman; however, she was different…she was my woman. She claimed her rightful spot before realizing what her
acceptance meant to me—hell I didn’t even realize what her acceptance meant to me.
I never claimed a woman in bed, but I needed to ensure that she belonged to me. Usually, I would fuck and dispose of women without a second thought. Somehow, she was different. My heart needed assurance that she was indeed mine before we fucked. It was the first time that I took a woman’s virginity, and that heightened my emotions to a level that I could not begin to describe. There is no place on God’s green earth that this beautiful woman could hide in order to avoid me. Simone is mine until I’m done with her, I thought.
After a few more fucks, she will be completely out of my system. This would be over just in time before my engagement to Josephine, I convinced myself as I devised a plan to break down her barriers and continue fucking her. My cock started to get hard just by thinking about her. My balls swelled with anticipation to release into her.
“There you are,” said Josephine as her sultry sleek arms wrapped around my neck. “I’ve missed you dearly,” she whispered into my ear as she grazed her tongue over my spot. My left ear is my horny button to push on. But, even this woman could not turn me on as she sucked tenderly on my earlobe. Only one woman could turn me on just by being in the same room as me… Simone.
Clearing my throat, I reached for Josephine’s hand bringing it gently to her side. She smiled enticingly as if she accomplished a kick-start to my libido. Looking away from her, I chuckled lightly and took a sip of my Scotch. I pretended to observe the rest of the guests in the room.
“Can I go home with you tonight?” she asked lasciviously, which used to be arousing. Now it caused me utter annoyance. In fact, fucking her felt more like a chore. Although she was experienced, she was more conservative and prudish in the bedroom.