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“I figured I’d try and change your feelings about Christmas. I want to give you everything you want, Bambola. I’m starting here, but I’m hoping that I can… I don’t know, help you make the life of your dreams. There are limits, of course, being that I’m always going to be in the mafia, but I’m hoping that one day you’ll forgive me for that.”
A tear runs down my cheek at the gesture.
“I didn’t get you anything,” I say with a shaky breath.
“You did, though. You unfroze my heart. And that is something I’ll never be able to repay you for.”
He smiles softly at me, and it’s the most vulnerable I’ve seen him. Even when he was drunk, there was a shield protecting him. But during the days we’ve been locked up in here, I’ve seen him shed the metal casing around his heart and let me see him.
Now I know this man is complicated, broken, fair but tough, and has a soul he leaves at the door when he goes to work, but he has a code.
“This is so nice,” I say, trying not to break down crying.
“It’s Christmas,” he says, like it’s nothing. “Now, why don’t you come over here and open your presents?”
Pressing my body flush against the wall, I start sliding down to my knees. The air in the room shifts as I get on all fours and start doing the first thing he asked me to do when he stood on from the outside of that cage.
I crawl to him.
Every inch closer makes me feel powerful. Even though I’m the one on my knees, the way Dante looks at me with such pride and need fills me with a sense of power. His eyes are glazed over with lust, and I can see his erection pressing against his pants. Just the way he’s looking at me like I’m the object of all his desires.
Dante sits on the couch, and I kneel between his spread legs.
He runs his hand over my hair and then leans forward, cupping my cheek.
“I knew someday I’d see that. I had no idea it would be today.”
“Merry Christmas,” I say, turning my head and nipping at his thumb.
“You know I dreamed of you crawling to me so many times…”
“Really? What happened after I did?”
He grins. “I imagined taking you on your hands and knees.”
I hum. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
Dante pushes me onto my back and then spins me around. Hiking me up onto my knees, he makes quick work of my sweatpants, and it’s when he has his fingers curled around my panties that I remember something.
“Um, I forgot. I’m on my period.”
He pauses, then leans down, whispering in my ear.
“I’m not afraid of a little blood. Are you?”
My pussy clenches as I whimper. “No.”
Ever so slowly, he tugs my panties down, and I wait for what comes next. Dante parts my cheeks, and I feel the blunt head of his cock press against me. He moves the head in and out, and I moan loudly.
“Fuck. Dante. Please,” I pant and he chuckles darkly.
“Now, now. Patience, my precious Bambola. You crawled to me. This pussy is mine, and I’ll fuck her when I’m good and ready.”
He teases me a while longer, pushing in and out slowly, giving me more until he grips my hips and pulls me down onto his cock.
We both cry out with curses, and my pussy instantly clenches around his big cock.
With his grip on me tight, he fucks me hard. Harder than ever before. My ass slaps against his body, the rattle of his belt loud and echoing around the room. Panting, mixed with mewls, is pulled out of me with every thrust.
