The Mafia's Obstreperous Bride | 18+

Chapter 9. I need a pilgrimage

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Alessandro
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Teased.
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''Si-sir you mig-ht wanna see thi-this.'' My head of security stuttered as I monitored the other cameras of the mansion.

''What now?'' I asked sternly. What the hell is up with that stuttering?

I looked at the camera that was installed in my room- holy shit. My pupils dilated at the sight. It was her.

It was Anastasia.

She was touching herself. In my room. In my bed. With my things.

''Sir?'' The poor guy stuttered.

''How long have you been looking at this?'' I said as my jaw clenched in anger. How dare he look at her, at my wife. When she's doing things. Things she is supposed to do with me.

''Just now sir. . . I swear I didn't mean to.''

''I will let it go this time. But if this happens again I will tear your eyes out. Pretend you saw nothing and leave.'' I yelled at the scared man. Fuck him.

I sat on chair in front of the large monitor my dilated pupils glued to her figure.

She was beautiful. Her messy hair fanned on my pillows, her thighs jiggling with pleasure and her heels desperate for support. She was chaos. She bit her lips as she went on herself faster.

Not moving my eyes a millimeter away from the magnificent view, I picked up the headphones from the same set up and as soon as I placed the headset on my ears, I was blessed.

Her profound moaning was music to my ears. It was the beautiful voice of the she-devil herself as her own disposal. Her soft huffs and moans went straight to my cock, hardening it making it extremely painful for me. It went on to be rock solid as she pushed a dildo down her entrance.

How I wish it my dick instead of that plastic dildo. How I wish that it was my tongue worshipping her. How I wish it was my fingers squeezing her full, plump breasts.

How I wish.

The bulge in my pants grew harder to the point where there was a stain. A wet stain of my pre-cum on my brand new Armani dress pants. My fiancé was providing porn services.

I was never into porn. Never. I had it all in reality. The most beautiful women with virgin pussies. I need no porn but this. . .

Is an experience I never want to end. Watching Anastasia touch herself is pure magic. The way I hardened just at her sight is magic. The way she makes my cock throb painfully in my pants is pure magic.

I continued to watch her.

Her facial expressions were disturbed with frustration. Sexual frustration. I could tell she was close to her orgasm but she agonizingly needed more friction. More of everything. Thats when she reached for the vibrator and without hesitation turned it on to full speed.

That's my girl right there.

She began to violate herself with the dildo going in and out of her pussy, faster then ever and the vibrator at war with her glistening, dripping wet clit.

And then she did something.

Something that provoked the devil in me.

She moaned my name.

''Ale-ssandro.''

Never have I ever been so proud of my name in my life than at this exact moment. She was fantasizing me for that dildo and vibrator.