Seraphina Angela, infamously known as 'The Ruby Cadillac' is the original heiress to the throne of her father's mafia, which is partnered with the leading king & queen of the Italian mafia; Carter Fenix and Delilah Fiora Fenix. Seraphina isn't a reg...
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note: this chapter contains sexual/mature themes (18+ maybe) SKIP IF YOU WANT TO OR ARE TOO YOUNG but for y'all horny babez, hope you love the rest of the scene, hands on the phone at all times, PLEASE ;)
Pov: Seraphina Angela
He returns to his original position and hovers over me, "I've wanted to do this ever since the day I set my eyes on you in that dungeon, and again when you called me Vinnie, then when we first kissed and in every one of my dreams, they all surround you, Angel," he whispers, sealing his lips with mine at the sound of my name rolling off his tongue.
"I've wanted to do this ever since the first time you called me angel," I truthfully say and he smiles, "That was the first time we met when we were enemies," he scoffs and I do the same.
I shift myself to wrap my arms around his bare shoulders, "We are enemies, Salvador. This is what enemies do, torture each other and this is the most exquisite form of destruction for us." I breathe against his lips and his hands grab onto my ass at my words, he drops the packet next to me to wrap his fingers around my throat, and he forcefully draws me closer to him, his eyes telling me everything he hasn't said yet.
"Then I'm about to destroy every last bit of you, and I want you to do the same to me, my angel," he murmurs and his hold around my neck tightens, causing me to smirk, "Sure, mi amor," I moan.
In a heartbeat he takes off his sweatpants and rolls the condom on with ease, my eyes dropping to his long length, oh fuck, this is going to hurt so badly, he's so big and the last time I had sex was years ago. The worry yet lust in my heart grows when he positions himself properly.
"Are you okay?" he asks, scrolling his eyes all over my expression and I nod confidently, "I haven't done this in a while," I blurt out and he simply smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind my ears, "It's okay, I'll go slow, for now," he reassures me. I don't want him to go slow, I don't want him to hold himself back, no matter how rough he is with me.
His dick strokes my entrance and I screw my eyes shut at the feeling, he leans down and caresses my lips with his tongue before staring at the look in my eyes, making sure that he's all I see before he slides into me.
I swallow the outburst of moans threatening to leave my throat as he sheathed himself inside of me, I wince and feel a lone tear fall out of my eye at the euphoric pain. Oh fuck, this feels so painful yet so fucking good. He makes everything feel so good.
He wipes away the tear and places a kiss on my forehead, his groans of bliss falling on top of my head, I dig my nails into his back as a sign for him to move and he does exactly that. He slowly pushes further into me, his length burying so deep inside me that I scream out his name.
He buries his face in my neck and thrusts into me again, I whimper out a curse into his ear and pull his silky dark hair back, causing him to tilt his head back in pleasure. "Fuck you feel so damn good, Angel," he lovingly grunts and takes his chance to slam into me, hard.
