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Aaaaah
He's fucking me roughly and relentlessly like the ruthlessmafiaboss I fear, want, and need him to be—-
"P-please..."
I'm not sure if I'm begging him to be more rough or gentle, but when he grips my hair to pull my head back and turn my mouth to his kiss—-
Rough,I realize dizzily.
I definitely, absolutely, and totally need him to be this wonderfully rough, with his tongue once again diving so deep into my throat that I nearly stop breathing—-
I love you, I love you, I love you.
I know it's silly to want to cry the words out when his mouth finally leaves mine...and I taste the tiniest bit of blood as he bites my lip.
But that's just how it is.
The way his hands are forcefully pressing my hips down on the bed as his massive length plunges in and out of my swollen and exquisitely battered cunt—-
The way his thumbs are digging deep into the soft flesh of my ass when the head of his cock has finally reached all the way to my womb—-
All of these things just make me want to cry the words out—-
I love you, I love you, I love you.
And when his big, muscular body suddenly jerks behind me, and he groans my name out as I finally experience what it means to have my mafia boss's cock fill my pussy with his cum—-
I love you.
The words play endlessly in my heart as his orgasm triggers my own, and I can only sob as the thick, creamy essence of my release pours out of my body and coagulates with his own seed before trickling down my thighs.
I love you.
We make love several times more after that, and when my stomach starts growling again, we end up enjoying a midnight meal in his balcony, and with Cesare feeding me Chinese takeout while I'm still naked in his lap.
I can barely keep my eyes open by the time he carries me back to his bedroom, and I'm vaguely aware of Cesare quietly telling me that he'll set up a meeting with Pilar Sorrento first thing tomorrow morning.
'I don't want another day to pass without making you my wife.'
I wish I have the strength to ask him if what I'm hearing is true... since I know Cesare calling me his wife is another way of him saying he loves me back.
But because sleep is ever so traitorous, his words are left unanswered, and I find myself dreaming...again.
****
"DAD."
I sit up and rub my eyes so I can have a better look at the time on my phone.
01:53 AM?
I'm wide-awake in an instant, and confused, since this isn't the usual time for him to come home. "Where have you been?"
Dad sits next to me on the couch. "That's the question you really want to ask?" He reaches for the book from the coffee table and places it on my hand. "You've been working on this, haven't you?"
"Yes...and no? I mean, it's a book about ancient mysteries. And countless experts have already tried solving them and failed. It's not like I can do anything else—-"
Dad shakes his head. "You're looking at it the wrong way, Penny."
