Mafia's Forbidden Predilection

🥀Brink of his desires🥀

Oneday while coming back from his work,he found them sleeping soundly on the bed.

He couldn't resist the sight of Avni and Shivik sleeping together, their gentle snores filling the room.

But he almost had a heartattack when he saw the little one's hand resting over her breast,a territory even forbidden for him.

He felt a pang of possessiveness and playfully tried to move his chubby hand, but the little boy held tight, his small fingers clutching her pallu.

But in that process her sleep broke. She rose up seeing Neil standing before. Her pallu fell down. She didn't register her blouse barely able to hold her curves. And someone's scorching eyes taking in the holy sight.

His eyes locked onto Avni's, and he whispered, "You're beautiful when you're messy, your hair tangled, your pallu fallen." Her face flushed as she realized her pallu had fallen, in the firm clutch of shivik's tiny grasp.  She quickly adjusted her clothing, trying to cover herself, but Neil's eyes never left hers.

"You know, I never knew your bra size was...," he mouthed,"38G,"his eyes glinting with mischief.

Her face turned bright red as she  tried to hide her embarrassment. "Neil, stop it!" she whispered, trying to laugh it off nervously.

But he just chuckled and leaned in closer, his voice low and husky. "I'm just stating facts, my love. You're beautiful, and I'm the luckiest man alive to have you as my wife."

Her heart skipped a beat as his words washed over her. She knew he was trying to charm her, but she couldn't help the way she felt. She was drawn to him, even when he was being silly and possessive. Shivik stirred, and Avni quickly looked down, trying to compose herself. Neil smiled, knowing he had gotten under her skin. He leaned in closer, his voice barely audible. "I'll always be here to take care of you, Avni. You and Shivik, you're my everything."

Avni stammered, "D-do you want your coffee?"

Neil's eyes never left hers, his expression intense. He slowly took off his coat, his movements deliberate. "I think I'll need something cold," he said, his voice low and husky.
"Perhaps a cold shower." Avni's eyes widened as she noticed the bulge in his pants. She gasped, her face flushing with embarrassment.

Neil walked to the bathroom, his movements fluid.

He leaned against the mirror, his eyes closed. His arousal was causing him pain, and he couldn't help but think of the sweet spot he had discovered earlier. He started the shower, the cold water a welcome relief. He rubbed his nape, trying to calm himself down.

Just as he was starting to relax, he heard the door open. He turned to see Avni standing there, a look of determination on her face. "What are you doing?" he asked, his voice rough.

Avni approached him slowly, her eyes locked on his. She rested her head on his chest, her breathing slow.

Neil's breathing roughened, his hand still not daring to touch her. She pulled back, her eyes flashing moist. She crushed her lips against his, and this time, he was done.

He furiously kissed her back, his hands roaming over her body. While sucking mouths with her,he wobbled to the door, locking it slowly. He took off her blouse, his eyes watching in awe as her breasts spilled out. She blushed, but Neil just smirked, his eyes never leaving hers.

Avni was flustered. He slowly raised his hand, his finger trailing down her neck to her cleavage when she grabbed his hand. Looking nervous and scared. He kissed her hand.