She locked the door? She never locked the door.
Light streamed into the room, and angry heels came toward the bed. The mattress sank around the edge, and her shoes went flying one by one.
“Fuck you. FUCK YOU!”
Was that for me or my asshole son?
“Don’t swear. Don’t call me Don Bellomo,” she mocked. “Well, fuck you, Don Bellomo.”
Gladly, Angel.
The springs gave a tiny squeak, and her toes landed in my vision. “Wear a fucking bra. I can perfectly see your nipples again. Here’s your goddamn bra.”
Zip!Burgundy red pooled over her feet. Then her bra dropped next to them. I suppressed a moan, picturing her standing topless a few inches away from me.
“Do you like what you see now? Or you need the full view?” Her panties fell to her ankles. I narrowed my eyes to see if they were wet, but I couldn’t tell from here. Later, I’d have my fun with the whole outfit.
“Want your hands on my tits and your mouth worshiping them?”
Yes.
“Want to bend me over your knee and spank my naked ass?”
Fuck yes.
“Here I am.” She kicked the dress and panties off her ankles and stepped out of them. Then the mattress sank again. “But you’ll never come and do it. You’ll go dance with my sister and punch your son in the face for loving me, for wanting to marry me. Because I’m not good enough for any fucking Bellomo.”
You’re good enough for one Bellomo. The only Bellomo you’ll ever have. The only man you’ll ever have.
“I’ll always be the program kid. The nobody with the psycho stalker threat, the outsider that could break Mafia allies and screw family friendships. The little girl.”
Was she mad at me for stopping Leo from being with her or for seeing her as a little girl? Who did she want? Me or him?
The bed squeaked again as she settled her back on it, her feet still in my view. “I’m not a little girl, Tino. In my dreams, I’m never a little girl to you.”
I looked up at the mattress, a silly grin on my face.You’re not a little girl, Angel.I wish I could still see you as one. I wish I could still protect you from myself. But that ship has sailed.
“I know I can please you in real life as much as I do in my dreams.” Her feet pulled up, and her body slid back and sprawled over the mattress. “Even if I can’t at first, you can teach me…”
I bit my lip and closed my eyes.Soon, my sweet Angel. Soon, you’ll learn everything you need to know from me. Only me.Not that she needed to learn anything. One look at her sweet body, at her beautiful pussy, and I became undone.
“Tino, what have you done to me? I hate you for making me want you so bad. I hate you for making me think about you when I should be thinking about Leo, the boy who wants me, who loves me, who thinks I’m worthy of anything, who has the balls to defy you, almighty Tino, and fucking propose to me.”
What Leo had for her was nothing compared to what I had. She thought he had balls to defy me for her sake, and I didn’t.I’ll defy the whole world for you, Angel.
I was waiting for your sake, not mine. Did you want me to just kidnap you? Force you to marry me? Use your young body for my pleasure against your will?
I’m not an angel like you. Did you know how many times I’d fought to prevent myself from doing just that?
Then you had to bring Leo between us. My own son. I wish it was someone else so I could put us all out of our misery. I’d have killed the fucker and taken you away as you wished. But now, I can’t.
I just couldn’t lose my son, too.
“I hate you as much as I hatehim. I want you as much as I wanthim.” Her voice grew softer, and then she moaned.
My heart thundered in my ears as she fidgeted, whispering my name. She was masturbating…to me. Tino, nothim.
Cazzo. My now rock-hard cock and swelling balls begged me for some freedom.
