His Bambina

Chapter 10

Kisses soft as a feather brush past my skin and sleep leaves me. The curtains are closed, but through the sliver where they meet, the sunrise glows into the dark room.
Pink and orange hues paint Vincenzo's tan skin making him look like a god. And his morning voice could make me bend to his command, "Good morning bambina."
"Good morning Daddy." He continues his torturously soft kisses, brushing past my neck. My skin ignites under his touch and I don't ever want him to stop.
Is it possible to be addicted to someone's touch? Because every morning I wake up to him kissing me or drawing light shapes on my skin and now I can't imagine going a day without it.
Like most mornings, his kisses are soft and sweet. But unlike most mornings, his lips begin to trail down my body slowly. We've kissed and gotten lost in the moment but I feel like we haven't had any time to ourselves to actually take it a step further. And if anyone or anything stops him this time I'm shooting them in the foot.
His calloused hands glide up my torso, taking my tshirt with it. His hand stops under my boobs, making me whimper. He bites and licks across my stomach. Each love bite goes straight to my core.
I want him to touch me everywhere. I need more. Before I can ask him-no demand more, his hands slip under my shirt palming my breasts in his calloused, yet delicate hands.
"Ah daddy!" He smirks as he rips off my panties, since I stopped wearing pants to bed about a week ago.
"Shhh baby, we don't want to wake anyone up."
I bite my lip and squirm as he continues kissing my thighs. His grip almost becomes bruising, but it does nothing but turn me on more. When his tongue glides across my wet hot core it's as if any self control I had diminishes.
I grip onto his hair moaning out his name and his tongue makes me unravel. Before I can even recover from the high he's put me through, my hands are pinned above my head and Vincenzo stares down at me with a hungry gaze.
He begins kissing me again, slowly grinding into me.
"Daddy please!"
He groans into my neck, as if trying to control the primal beast inside him, "Please what bambina?"
His fingers dip into my wet core sending sparks through my body. I can't even think straight, "Please... fuck me!"
He strokes his fingers into me hard and fast drawing me closer to my second release, but stops making me cry out.
He lets go of my wrists but the gaze he sends me, I don't dare move from my position. He slowly slides his boxers down his hips, his well defined v-line teasing the hell out of me. As his boxers fall to the ground my heart stops in my chest. He's so big and ready for me, and the look in his eyes I'm suddenly terrified he'll rip me in two.
"Are you sure you want this baby?" Hell yes. I gulp and nod my head 'yes', unable to take my eyes off of his well endowed package.
He chuckles and his lips brush my lips, "I'm going to need your words princess."
"Yes Daddy. Please... I need you."
He growls, "That's my good girl."
His fingers are back in my clit, as his tip slowly eases its way into me.
Oh my- I'm no virgin, but as he stretches me out I feel like it's my first time. As he bottoms out we both groan in ecstasy.
"Fuck bambina, you're so tight." I can only moan in return, as he begins to thrust into me. He starts out slow and sweet. Each thrust my heart swells knowing it's probably taking everything in him to be so loving with my body. But as much as I adore the sweetness he's treating me with, I want to see the beast inside of him.
I dig my nails into him and begin rocking my hips, "Harder Daddy."
He grunts and quickens his pace. With each thrust he puts more force into it, causing my eyes to roll to the back of my head.
"Oh- fu- yesss!"
His large hand wraps around my throat as he growls, "My dirty little girl, not caring who she wakes up this early in the morning."
He chuckles as I whimper, biting my lips trying not to make any more noise.
"That's okay princess, they should all know who you belong to." His thrusts become rougher and that's exactly the message he sends to me. I've been claimed, and there's no doubt in my mind that I am his.

We lay in bed for about an hour as he cuddles me and whispers sweet nothings in my ear. Finally we agree it's time to start our day, but not before he takes me again in the shower.
Vincenzo starts making pancakes for him, and I'm confined to the countertop after I almost fell trying to get the table set for us. He didn't seem to care about my broken legs, no he almost seemed disappointed that I was still able to make the effort to try and walk. Mumbling how he'll have to do better next time. I swear if this man really causes me to be bedridden after fucking me, we're going to have problems.
He grabs the can of whipped cream, spraying a bit into my mouth making me giggle happily. Although, the can squirts out everywhere causing some to get on my nose.
"Ugh Daddy!..." I pout and he only chuckles.
"It's okay princess, Daddy will clean it." He acts like he's about to wipe my nose with the rag, but then dips down to lick my face instead.
The action goes straight to my core, as if I hadn't had enough already, but voices and footsteps make him step back.
Two men walk into the kitchen, and one of them has his arms wrapped around a girl's shoulder. I quickly crumple up my napkin and casually make sure there isn't any cream left on my nose. Should I hop off the counter?
Vincenzo notices my silence and turns around, "Hey guys, finished with training already?"
The shorter of the two men laughs and leans into who I'm assuming is his girlfriend, "Yeah we missed you out there, boss."
"Well I had a lot of paperwork."
The girl scoffs and mumbles, "Yeah paperwork." She looks at me rolling her eyes. Suddenly I feel out of place. At the same time, however, I feel almost challenged. Her black hair is set in two long braids that hang over her shoulders. She's wearing a white tank top and black sweats. She's pretty, but that's definitely not what I'm worried about. Something about her gives me a bad vibe.
The taller stranger breaks the silence, taking a step towards me, "Hi, I'm Sergio. I'm sure my poor little cousin has said absolutely nothing about me." He flashes his pearly whites, and Vincenzo laughs and playfully lunges at him. The two wrestle and the other boy laughs at their behavior.
"I'm Tony by the way, and this is my girlfriend Gabriella." Tony smiles at me and shakes my hand. He is noticeably younger than Vincenzo and Sergio, but not as young as Vincenzo's brother that I met at dinner the first night.
"I'm Aria." I'm sure they already knew that.
"Yeah, I've heard much about you! I'm glad to have you as part of the familia." Tony ruffles my hair then lunges towards Sergio and Vincenzo causing a dog pile. I laugh at the three acting so silly, and Gabriella just scoffs. Geez what is her issue?
As if she knows what I'm thinking she rolls her eyes and pops her hip out, "Listen, I don't like you. I don't like your family. And I'm just counting down the days until Vincenzo gets tired of your lame ass and kicks you out. You're just his plaything and before you know it he'll be tired of you, so don't get comfortable."
What the heck? Who does she think she is to think she can judge me, let alone my family? Before I can say anything, she turns and leaves the kitchen without another word. Someone's a little dramatic.