Mafia's Art [COMPLETED]

45: Planning

Charlene's POV

"Babe."

"Hmm?"

"I think I wanna start planning for the wedding now."

"What?"

"You heard me Santi. I wanna get married to you. That is of course after I have the twins, but it's never too early to start planning right?"

"Everything and anything you want my love. I'll get it for you, somehow."
I smile and kiss his cheek.

"You're the best my love... Annddddd... On that note, I'll call mom."

"What, what for?"
Is he serious?

"Uhhh, first of all she's your mom duh. Second, she's my future mother in law and third... The babies are due anytime now, who the fuck is gonna help me figure stuff out till I can take care of them on my own."

"Okay first of all... don't you dare use that tone with me mama bear..."
He started off, his voice a bit deeper than usual. I clear my throat and squirm a bit, this tone always reminds me he's a don. Fuck me.

"Second of all, don't you ever use the f word with me... Unless you want it, we clear?"

"Sure."

"Now let's make love and we'll call mamma afterwards. Si?"
He asks. (we both know that wasn't a question) Immediately swooping me off the couch, causing me to yelp.

"Babe... The guards are looking."
I mumble, hiding my face in his chest. This is kind of embarrassing, am I not heavy? I mean, I am a curvy pregnant woman of two whole babies and he's just carrying me like I'm nothing. Low key very sexy.

"Turn around." I hear him command and look up to see each and every guard turning to look at the wall. Tsk, showoff. In no time we're in our bedroom.

Third POV

He lays her softly on the bed, that priceless playboy smirk playing his lips. He takes his shirt over his head and off, his smooth muscles flexing with every movement. He drops his sweatpants to the floor, crawling on the bed and between the legs of his future wife. She bites her bottom lip, looking at this unbelievably sexy specimen between her warmth.

"You're being obvious, my love."
He whispers, their lips a centimeter apart. She looks to her left, trying to avoid being more "obvious". How entertaining is the wall to her right now?

"Uh uh uh principessa. Eyes right here." He whispers and she slowly looks into his eyes. Her breath seems to have gotten lost somewhere in her throat. Absent minded. Frozen and stealthy. Enchanted and lost. This man is so beautiful and he is her very near future husband? The father of both her children? How did she get here.

She's broken out of her thoughts by the soft lips of the man she was just thinking so deeply about. They share a passionate, intimate kiss. As her hands wrap around his neck and she pulls him closer, his body melting onto hers.

He lifts her dress up to her hips, breaking the kiss. He lowers to pull her panties down and off, kissing up her legs. He stops right at her pussy and brushes a finger across her wetness, causing her to moan. He licks the spot of her juices on his finger and comes up to steal her away into another heated kiss.

Careful not to hurt her belly. He gets off of her, the sudden cold emptiness causing her to whimper. He pulls her by her thighs to the edge of the bed, like a preditor pulling his pray, ready to start devouring at her. She looks at him, right in his eyes, as if telling him to give her what he knows she wants.
He chuckles mockingly and opens her legs apart. After positioning himself right, he finally enters her. Sucking in a sharp breath, taken away by the wet warmth enveloping his penis.
"Ah yes!"

Finally.
He starts off with slow strokes.

"F- oh.... Faster."
He slowly picks up his pace, giving her what she wants. Picking up speed. Picking up speed. Picking up speed. He takes both of her legs over his shoulders, opening her up more. He starts thrusting into her, the position making him hit all the right spots. She swirls in a pool of pure bliss and enjoyment. Moans and grunts circulating the luxurious bedroom. Music to both their ears. She bites her lip and he just looks at how she's falling apart, enjoying every sound. Enjoying every expression. This is truly art.

Her pussy tightens around his lenthly dick, warning him of her climax. A few more pounds and she cums as he watches her beautifully come apart. A few more, and he releases all his semen in her. Carefully dropping the legs draped on his shoulders and resting his head full of dark silky hair on her big belly.

"A warm bath?"

"Yes- please."

....

Following day

"Now where's my beautiful daughter!? Oh... There you are!!"

"Mom!"
They both whine. Looking at the woman just casually walk into their bedroom...

Now... You have to understand that Santino is in his underwear right now and Charlene is downright naked. After taking a bath and calling mom, like they said they would. They both went to sleep and somehow ended up in this weird position with Santino between Charlene's legs. Yes, he's well aware she's naked. While his face was somewhat on her thigh and partially on her bare pussy. Her hand on his soft hair. They didn't do anything just... slept like that... eventually.

To mom however, it appears as if her son was... *ahem. Muffing her? Yeah, not the best way to find your son and daughter in law.

"Oh god! Scusa!" [Sorry] Mom says covering her eyes and turning around to look to the door.

"Mom, it's not what you think! Santino let go, mom's here."
Charlene says trying to wiggle out of her fiancé's grip and put on some clothes. He grunts.

"Fine!"

"Uh... I'll be uh- in the garden. Sorry." Mom says and scurries out of the bedroom.

Awkward....

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Author's note

Hey guys. Are you excited to plan the wedding... And for the babies to arrive? I am! I'd like to thank all of you for reading my story, you honestly have no idea how honored and excited it makes me feel. I appreciate you all and love you guys. Please comment and let's interact with each other. Kay bye.

#fun fact: My real name is Charlene lol. ♥️