𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞

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"Senora, dinner is ready." Moore voice came from outside the door.

"Fuck." Vincenzo cussed looking pissed off and I snickered pushing him aside.

Tidying up the creased clothes and combing the hair with the help of my hands, I was about to walked towards the door when a large hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me backward making my back hit on the strong wall aka my husband's chest.

The next second, he dipped his head on my nape blowing air on my skin making me feel hot all over my body. I shrugged my shoulder trying to get rid of his grip but he licked my sensitive spot letting a moan to escape from my mouth.

"Mmmm.." Subconsciously, I tilted my neck giving him more access to my neck and his hands wrapped on my belly almost embedding me to his body. 

"Vin...ahh.." He sucked harder making me forget about the dinner and finally with a heavy breath he pull away.

My hand went to the place where his lips were and wince at it sting. Then I realized that we were in my parents house and were about to join them to dinner.

"Vincenzo." I whispered yell glaring back at my husband who was running his hand through his hair with a messy shirt collar.

Shooting a glare at him, I walked towards the vanity table and saw a hickey at the not so hidden place so I looked into the vanity table and found a concealer which help me hid it. All the while I felt burning gaze on my back and as I looked at the mirror our eyes met making me pout in annoyance.

"Let's go." I urged motioning through my eyes as I walked towards him and stopped to straighten his shirt collar.

"Mom will be mad at me." I muttered holding his hand and pulled him to walk forward.

"She won't mind." He voice out matching my walking speed and with clasped hands we descend down the stairs. 

 With guilty heart, I looked at my parents who were seated on their respective seats while waiting for our arrival and as usual dad snorted while mom looked at our joined hand with her normal expression. 

"Sorry, we are late." Vincenzo apologized as we near the dining area and pulled a chair which was my chair for me to seat on. 

"Thank you." With that I sat down and he too sat down beside me. 

As we settled down, two voice sounded at the same time. 

"It's alright." Mom said while gesturing Moore to serve dishes while dad questioned as if were late for college lecture.

"What caught you up?" 

His question made me pause in the middle of grabbing a spoon and I stiffened with my eyes looking at the table cloth pattern. I saw Vincenzo glancing at me from the corner of my eyes which made me have a bad felling that he would blurt out the truth.

"Gio, let's start dinner." Mom interjected ending the topic and for the rest of the dinner, I ate the things place by my husband and my dad.

They looked like they were competing which each other and I had to eat everything on my plate. After resting for 30 minutes, Vincenzo proposed to go back to our home and with a last hug of the day to my dad and goodbye to other members, I hop into my husband's car. 

Dad closed the car door for me and stood beside while looking reluctant to part with me.

"Seatbelt," Vincenzo interrupted our father and daughter sad moment and helped me fasten it while Mom pulled dad inside. 

"Good night." I shouted as they entered inside and dad shouted back while Vincenzo drove away. 

"Wanna go back?" He asked as we were good distant away from the mansion and I nodded and shook my head then finally pouted looking out of the window; while he just chuckle making me roll my eyes. 

Halfway, we had to drive through a tunnel as the road was being constructed and as it ended, Vincenzo's mobile rang. He picked up the call and after listening to the other side, motion me to open the glove box. I leaned forward while shoving my hand and a hand lay on the top of mine, making me turned towards the culprit then the car stopped. 

"I have it. Do as Nisha says." With that he ended the call and I felt hot gaze on me.

"Amore!" He rasped sounding seductive and leaned forward while staring at me with burning desire. 

My eyes glued to his slowly leaning face and he smashed his lips on mine. He kissed me hard making me breathless and the unclasped the seatbelt which was restricting our movement. He then made me sit on his lap and the interrupted passion fire up.

He sucked my lips eating my saliva and his hand caresses my thigh. I grabbed his hair pulling his closer and the horn sounded making me break away in panic. 

"It's alright." He groaned leaning back the seat and I felt him hard under me. 

"Mmmm..." I moaned placing my hand on his shoulders and his grip tighten on my waist.

"Amore, I need you here." He voice out with gritted teeth and the next second he pulled down the zipper of my slacks. 

He patted my butt to let me raise my body and helped me took it off along with my panties. My cheeks blushed as I felt cool air on my exposed part and his hands ran along my bare thigh make wet. He unbuckled his pant, sliding it to his mid-thigh and he looked painfully hard. 

"Look how hard it is for you," He said while taking my hand and precum spits out as I rub my hand.

"Amore," He called making me sit on top of it and a moan escaped my lips as he enters me. 

"Move." He said groaning and thrust inside me. 

"Ahh..." My body moved up and down making my arms to wrapped around his shoulder and he entered deep inside me making me feel immense pleasure. 

He buried his face on my chest and sucked my breast through the clothes while not stopping his movement and I became a moaning mess. The slapping our body sounded in the car along with the love scent. 

"Vin.." I couldn't call out as my energy dies and his hand grabbed my butt helping me move.

"Call me husband." He rasped while biting my nipple.

"Husband..ahh.....it's deep...." I cried out while leaning forward. 

"Ahh....." 

"Call again." He somehow took us to the back seat and pulled out my breast from the confines of my bra. 

"Husband.....hus-husband.....ahhh...." He sucked my breast making me shout out in pleasure. 

"Fuck." He roared as we cum together and panted catching our breath. 

"My wife, mi amore." He voice out while hugging me and brushed the hair off my face. 

"Tired?" He asked with a satisfied smile and I didn't know where I got the energy but bite him on his shoulder. 

How come I wasn't be tired after such an intense session?