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The thought of having a child had been a longstanding dream, one that grew with the passing years. At the age of 37, I felt a pressing need for a genuine family to redirect my focus from the relentless battles I faced daily.
This news was a breath of fresh air, a ray of hope piercing through the dark clouds that hovered over my world as the Don.
However, as Griselda hesitated and her voice quivered, a sudden wave of fear washed over me. Did she doubt my desire for this child? The mere thought was unfathomable. In that instant, a surge of love and determination propelled me. I had to show her how much this meant to me.
Without a second thought, I pulled her close, our lips meeting in a deep, passionate kiss. It was a spontaneous, heartfelt reaction to the overwhelming rush of emotions. Her initial surprise gave way to reciprocation, and for that fleeting moment, it felt like time stopped.
Breaking away, I looked into her eyes, my own reflecting a mix of happiness, love, and resolute determination.
"Of course, I want this child," I assured her, my voice gentle yet firm. "More than anything."
I leaned in and kissed her again. Without a second thought, I scooped her up, her laughter ringing in my ears, and carried her to my bedroom.
She clung to me, her eyes alight with a mix of joy and surprise, mirroring my own emotions. As I gently placed her on the bed, I knew that this was the beginning of something incredible.
She leaned up to me, savoring my mouth. I let out a pleased hum, and my hand wandered across her body, tracing her back and her sides. She shivered a bit at my touch, and I looked at her with a bemused smile.
I grinned and dragged my hand up her sides, under her top, and brushed my thumb along the underside of her breasts. She gasped a little, and I swiftly unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her torso, as she gave another slight shiver in the cool night air.
I rubbed my thumb over her nipples, making little circles around them and stimulating them. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she bit her lip. I played with the sensitive buds as I pulled her down and started to suck on them, causing her to yelp in surprise.
My tongue circled the nipple and flicked it a few times, earning a soft whimper from her, before sucking for a few moments and releasing it with a soft -pop.
She sighed and looked away, probably embarrassed at how easily aroused she was from just a bit of nipple play, but I enjoyed it.
"S-stop teasing me…” She whined, but she couldn’t help the small smile that graced her lips.
I gently shifted her so that she was lying beside me with her back to my chest, one arm around her, the other caressing her face, and then traveling down to squeeze one breast.
Was I imagining it, or did it feel slightly larger? Then my hand traveled to her belly and lingered at the waistband of the shorts she was wearing, silently asking for permission.
She nodded, and my hand slid under them, touching her lightly over her underwear. She moaned a little at this sensation, and I slipped my hand into her underwear, gliding my fingertips over her wet, warm folds.
This brought out a low moan from her.
Parting her legs, I rubbed circles around her clit and dipped a finger into her hole, wetting it and using her slick to lubricate her clit. As I stimulated her, I slipped another finger in, pumping them deeply and causing her to whimper and gasp in pleasure.
I crooked them, and she let out a breathy moan, to which I just laughed softly and continued my work. Soon, her legs started to quiver.
"Oh- oh, fuck-" she managed to exclaim, practically whining the words, her hips buckling involuntarily.
She moved her body, rolling away from me, and pushed herself up on her hands and knees, straddling my body.
She leaned down to kiss me again, eventually breaking away to place a light kiss across my jawline and down my neck, stopping at my collarbone, where she grazed me with my teeth.
I hummed softly, and she straightened up, pushing her pelvis back to sit on my own. She shifted backward to place kisses down my torso, tracing the line of my body with her nails. I shifted so she could go even lower, and she unbuttoned my trousers for me, pulling them down past my hips.
“It seems you also can’t hide your excitement,” she teased as she dragged a finger along the hardening length of my trousers.
“Can you blame me when I have a beautiful lady on top of me?” I grinned and tugged the rest of my trousers off, leaving myself only in my underwear.
She resumed her careful inspection, tracing lines along the contours of my body, taking note of every scar. Her eyes turned somber as she ran her fingers over my scars, and I placed my hand on hers.
There was no need for her to feel bad. It was all in the past, and the man responsible for them was dead.
She met my gaze with a half-smile and began to palm my bulge over my shorts, eliciting a strained groan from me. She hooked one finger under the waistband. I winked at her, and she tugged it down, freeing my cock.
Though it wasn’t the first time she had seen it, I enjoyed seeing her expression each time she saw my cock. She ran her hand up the shaft and smoothed her thumb over the head, eliciting a soft grunt from me, and she flicked her eyes back up to mine.
