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“Give it to me, baby,” I say. “Fill me up.”
He bites my ankle as he pumps harder, and I grab his chest for him to stop.
I step off of him and push him onto the floor. If my ass can bleed from skin-to-brick, his back can bleed from the concrete.
I crouch down onto him, and this position feels incredible, like I’m riding a pole. The pulses of my building orgasm are quaking my legs, and I have no idea what I look like in this moment, because I’m only experiencing pleasure, nothing else. And judging by the hardness of Donny’s cock, he’s in the same trance.
We moan together as my octave gets higher. I can’t help it.
Neither can he.
The pulsing of his cock exploding his load into me is the nail in my coffin. I cum, and I scream, and I cum some more.
I sigh, falling onto his warm chest. I don’t care what kind of mess is dripping out of me. I just want to lay in his arms and enjoy the moonlight.
He sighs out the last of his energy. “Hell of an engagement party.” He kisses me on the lips.
“Hell of a ring.” I stare at it with the biggest smile on my face.
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The night of my engagement snapped me out of my depression. The next day I was so excited to visit my father again to tell him the news. The smile didn’t leave his face for the entire session. In my heart, I don’t think he expected to find joy again with what time he has left in this world. It warms me to be that small candlelight.
He grabs my hands over the table. “You’re going to be a beautiful bride, Ellie. You remind me so much of your mother.”
I blush. My mother was beautiful. It’s the most flattering thing someone could say to me, and it hits twice as hard coming from him.
“We danced every slow song that night. Even if we were greeting our guests, mid-conversation, she’d tug me by the hand and drape her arms over my shoulders.” He looks past me, lost in some faraway memory. “I miss her.”
I twist my lips to distract from tearing up. Sad thoughts run through my head. My mom didn’t have an easy life as a mafia queen, just like I didn’t as a princess. She covered up so much blood, and disregarded all of his antics with other women. I bury that deep.
“Anyway!” He slaps the table and points a finger in my face. “You know you have to invite Uncle Treads, and Bobby Two-tone.”
“Dad.” I huff.
“Don’t give me that lip. I don’t care that they scared you with bottle-rockets when you were a kid. They’re coming.”
“It’s supposed to be my day.” I pull the bride card.
“Bah! This is the family’s day. You’re just the trophy.”
Dad and Donny laugh, and I catch myself smirking, giving them both a good-natured roll of the eyes.
Even though I know the mob is bad, I can’t help but gleam at these two bosses. I’m part of it now. I rationalize that we’re the good guys, joining forces to combat the cartel, even though we’re aiding drug users by supplying them. Donny’s code helps sate my guilt.
One day after lunch, thoughts of the future were circling around in my mind alongside memories of my mother. Having gotten to spend regular time with my father has brought a lot back. A lot that I could very well be up against. And I should know all that awaits me, right?
I drag Donny by the hand and point to the one door that doesn’t exactly fit in the Roman marble paradise – the door to the basement. Made of thick ugly metal and triple-locked with gigantic bolts. It’s tucked away in a cattycorner where no one can see, which kept it pretty far out of my mind, mostly. But now, I want to know what’s down there.
“Let’s go, hot shot. I want to see where you pump iron. I think it’s time, don’t you?” I say.
“You have crumbs on your chin. Come back to the kitchen and clean off,” he tries to distract me.
I wipe my mouth and raise my eyebrows, as if to say, let’s go.
“Ellie…”
“What? C’mon. I know you have an arsenal or something down there too. I’m not an idiot.”
