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! butttt enjoyyy mfs ;)
song of the chapter: I was never there by The Weeknd
Pov: Seraphina Angela
Oh god, oh god. I can't- his fingers, his touch, our eye contact, it's driving me fucking insane. The warmth between my legs spills out of me and I can't be bothered because I'm lost in him, this feels forbidden, we're not supposed to be doing this but I can't help myself. My body craves to be one with his.
I bring my hand to his bulge and palm him slowly, I can feel how fucking hard he is through the material of his undeniably attractive grey sweatpants, making me whimper when he strokes me deeper than before, causing my heart to race and stars to soar across my mind.
It doesn't give us a fraction of a second to turn and stare into each other's eyes, I can almost see the flame of burning passion ablaze in his eyes as if his eyes were a fire in water, passion in ice, and lust in the crashing waves of an ocean. I hadn't realized that blue could be such a hot fire until I saw his eyes, if you have ever seen blue fire perhaps you have an idea of how passion transforms blue eyes. I'm getting lost in his eyes while we're both intimately pleasuring each other, going past all our morals, throwing caution to the wind, and playing dangerous games all to win a fight against our forbidden love.
I lean closer to his face and press my lips on his, our breaths getting simultaneously knocked out of our lungs and getting consumed by each other, he grabs my bottom lip between his teeth and I speed up my movements by palming him harder than before. I need to feel all of him, fuck this. Helets go for a second before sliding his tongue entirely into my mouth which causes the butterflies in my stomach to set themselves on fire and causes a searing feeling to rush through my whole body. Oh fuck.
We lose all control and now there's nothing left to stop us, I shift my hand to place it over his pants. Our tongues dance to their own tempo and the passion of our kiss takes him by surprise, I take my chance and astound him further by slowly slipping my index finger into his pants, I could feel a liquid coating his soft tip, he's almost as wet as I am.
FORBIDDEN, the words echo in my brain, oh no. "Vince, we s-should stop," I loudly moan into his mouth and he kisses me harder as if he's trying to deny my frustrating words through his mouth. "Give me some time," he whispers and I nod, honestly fuck it, take all the time you need. I'm so indecisive, that I can't even with myself.
He grunts into my mouth and takes his fingers out of my pajamas to unite them into my own mouth, I look straight into his blazing ocean eyes as I suck on his fingers, my palm wrapping around his dick at the same time, stroking him. My heart continues to burst into pleasurable pieces in my chest, while a line of groans spill out of his mouth.
