The Don And His Flower

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"Happy birthday."

Imani Milton gasped, her yell muffled. Realizing her mouth was covered, she gripped the wrist that muffled her. The scent of herbs and spices filled her nose. The switch of her light had her relaxing only to recover with anger and tickled nerves.

Standing besides her bed, the familiar face made her jump in his arms.

Valis Kholodov.

Only at the recent age of twenty, he was the eldest son of Michael Kholodov, Don of the Russian Mafia. The young man had been best friends with Imani Milton since diapers.

Her father was a close soldier of Don Kholodov until he had ended up dead from a rivals attack. It happened when she was a young teen girl. Her and her mother had lived in an apartment with her dad until his sudden death.

One night, Don Kholodov himself showed up at the doorstep, whisking Imani and her mother from that apartment, placing them into the Kholodov Family. They weren't immediate close members, but they lived in one of the three compounds of the Kholodov Family.

It wasn't until Imani caught the Don being a repetitive visitor of their wing, specifically to her mother that she realized what his intentions were.

Imani waved at the maid, walking to the west wing of the compound. Walking up a small set of stairs, she opened the unlocked door to the complex.

Why was the door unlocked?

The young thirteen year old walked further into the home, rushing to the kitchen and turning off the burnt rice that smoked up the kitchen.

"Mom?!" She called out, leaving to check the living room.

Nothing.

The laundry room.

Nothing.

Bathroom.

Nothing.

She went into the hall, going to check her mother's bedroom, stopping when she heard the cries. What mortified her more where the grunts that followed.

"I like it."

"Say it again, bitch."

"I like it..m-mr. Kholodov."

"Such a nice cunt. Make it useful and let me stretch it."

Taking a trip to one of the garden fields, the young girl watched the night skies under the willow tree. She wondered if that beautiful view she saw up in the sky was the view her father saw last. "It's late, flower. What aren't you in your home?"

She looked to her left, the familiar face of Valis Kholodov came to her eyes as the sweaty fifteen-year-old sat beside her. The compound door opening in the distance is what gained their attention. Don Michael Kholodov, smoking a thick cigar as he 'fixed' himself up.

"Your father.." she answered, turning away as she couldn't spare another glance at the Don. "Where have you been? You forgot about our date."

The young boy tore his dark gaze from his father back to the dark-skinned girl he was damn near in love with. He grabbed the basket from his side and placed it between them. Happily, Valis was observing the light that danced in her eyes and smile.

"Valis." She smiled, hands around his neck as they kissed.

Valis liked Imani.

He really liked her.

But he could never date her publicly. Imani Milton isn't a girl his father would approve of. Which is comical considering what he does to the women he believes holds no value to the Kholodov Family.

So late night dates and hidden romances is what they've done for years. And now, on her eighteenth birthday, Valis Kholodov found himself in her bedroom.

Her arms found their way around the neck of Valis Kholodov. Her lips on his as he held her up. His hands on her waist as she tipped her height from her toes. Pedicured white toenails on his shoes as they kissed.

She moaned softly, letting him take her back to the bed. "Valis, I can't believe you're here." She whispered in the late hours. He kissed her neck, sliding between her legs as they slowly ground against each other.

"You looked so beautiful tonight at the garden today I wanted to go say hi-"

"It doesn't matter, you're here now Valis." She breathed, tongues swirling as she opened her legs more. His sweatpants failed to hide the print that was throbbing in anticipation, grinding against her cotton panties. "Did you make a wish? I left you a cupcake today." He grunted.

She muffled a moan. Letting the constriction lessen as Valis lifted her leg, grinding harder as they made out. "I made several, you plan on fulfilling one of them tonight?" The birthday girl bit her lips, hands on his shoulders as his dark brown eyes mirrored hers. Both of them were filled with lust, desperate for a release. Even if it was temporary.

Aside from the kissing and grinding, this might be the night where they both get some satisfaction. Valis sucked the dark nipples she exposed to him after pulling up her shirt to her chin. "Valis." She covered her mouth, looking at the closed door hoping her mother was sound asleep.

He sucked and sucked, massaging the other before moving to the next one, repeating the action. "Don't tease me Valis. You aren't getting anything from it either." His chuckle was cut off as she kissed him again.

"Fuck.. fuck let me see." He whispered to her, black hair in her vision when she looked down. Her breathing increased, pressure intense as she lifted her hips, letting her secret pull her panties from her skin.

Dangling from her right ankle, she let the wet material fall to the floor. "Is this what you wished for, flower?" He breathed against her body. She grabbed the sheets, pulling them away from his body as she lifted her legs.

Two dark untouched holes in his view, glistening from arousal as he licked his bottom lip, drool captured.

She nodded, hand covering tight on her mouth as she whimpered in delight. The first lick came, a simple lick between her folds. Her coiled hair touched her pillow, neck bent as she squeezed her eyes closed.

Imani couldn't watch him. Not when such an attractive man like Valis Kholodov was between her legs.

The twenty-year-old licked his girlfriend again, letting it linger on her clit before flicking his tongue up. His approved moan made his licks last longer than the last. He pushed her knees back, giving him more access to both holes as he focused on the one that leaked sweet nectar.

"You're leaking already, Imani. So fucking good." He complimented her, slipping his tongue down to her ass. She ran her hands down her face, body withering as she bucked her hips slightly. "Oh God, Valis. Valis go back up."

The pleasure on her ass wasn't anything compared to her clit. He savored the ass one last time before following attention to her clit. His tongue made a warmth between her folds, slithering inside her pussy. "Oh..oh wow." She gaped her mouth, thighs burning as she gripped and pinched her breaths.

The man was feasting her.

"That's it Imani. Let it out." He urged her, finally going back to her throbbing nub. Her body shook, stomach clenching as she sat up. His tongue lapped with his mouth sucking as he focused solely on her nub.

She grabbed her pillow, muffling her moans as she saw multiples. Whimper after whimper, her head hit the mattress, back arching as she came hard.

Her first orgasm.

He never stopped.

He kept sucking, kept flicking and lapping his tongue like a rabid parasitic worm invading a territory, claiming it as it's home.

Valis barely came up for air that night. His own past birthday wishes fulfilled as he tasted the second orgasm of a woman he deeply loves.

Imani Milton.