𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚. ✔

𝙃𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣.

* Emilia's POV. *

I woke up from my nap to Lorenzo, curled up next to me sleeping. I couldn't be mad at him when he's literally taking me to Italy.

I brushed his hair, "We're gonna be in Italy in 30 minutes Mrs. Russo." The pilot said. I nodded running my fingers through his soft hair.

His scent smelled like a mix of cologne with whiskey, I found it comforting. He stretched wrapping his strong arms around my waist, "Are we there?" He said rubbing his eyes.

"We'll be there in 30 minutes." I smile. He was grinning at me like he had a plan.

I swear this dudes a menace.

I furrowed my eyebrows at him, he pulled me into him squeezing my hips. He kissed my lips softly as I climbed over straddling him. He smirked against the kiss as he pulled my hair softly. I let out a soft moan as he kissed my neck, gently sucking on it.

The bastard is leaving hickeys.

He slowly took of my shirt as he kissed his way down my chest, looking up at me for permission. I nodded my head, we're about to have a quickie in a fucking plane.

He unhooked my bra with one hand, cupping Brest with one hand while nibbling on my nipple with his teeth. It hurt but the pain felt so good.

Electricity went through my body as I whined, "Enzo, this isn't fair-" I was interrupted by a hand wrapping around my throat.

I panted as he took both of our pants off as he kissed me, hungrily. I went in between his legs pulling down his boxers with my teeth.

This is gonna be tough, having no gag reflex is a blessing.

I put as much as I can in my mouth, wrapping my hand around the rest I couldn't get. He groaned leaning his head back, pushing my head down.

You fucking head pusher.

I grazed my teeth along his dick and suddenly he stood up. "Since you don't want to do it right, I'll just show you how. Now keep still love."

He grabs a fist full of my hair as he starts to fuck my throat. I could feel his tip hitting the back of my throat as my eyes watered. My makeup was ruined, thanks a lot.

He sat down again after he was finished, patting his lap. I straddled him before he pushed my underwear to the side, thrusting his hips up entering inside of me.

He covered my mouth as I rolled my eyes back, gripping onto his wrist with my hand. I rocked my hips, so I could only please myself.

He laughed a little bit and he brought me closer pulling me in by my chin. "You little greedy whore, I know what your up to." He grinned, sending shivers down my spine.

(Writers note: he did not mean whore as in actual offensive term, he is using whore just to turn her on more. She has a degrading kink.)

He thrusted his hips up as my whole body went limp and I held onto him tightly, letting him take control. I felt myself getting over the edge as our slapping skin filled the plane.

***

I stood up getting ready to exit the floor as my feet wobbled a little bit. My legs felt like literal jello.

Fuck him, I finished 3 times before he could even finish once.

I groaned as he swept me off my feet carrying me bridal style. He laughed, "Hai problemi a camminare tesoro?"

(Translation: Having trouble walking darling?)

I rolled my eyes wrapping my arms around his neck. One of his bodyguards picked us up in a limo.