𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

A Temporary Alliance.

(First Edit)

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞

Uncapping my tube of lipstick I ran it over my lips, being mindful not to put too much or too little. When I finished I capped the tube and dropped it in my purse. Taking a seat on the bed I slipped on my heels and tightened the straps.

Done with that task I stood up and faced the mirror, giving an evil smirk as I took in my appearance. The black lace bustier corset top looked amazing, as did the leather pants which hugged my ass and thighs perfectly. The top was short enough to expose my stomach, showing off my new belly button piercing.

My smokey black and silver eyeshadow and maroon lipstick made my face look more mature, exactly what I was going for. After all I was the wife of Valentino Dante Romano Guerrero — a cutthroat, ruthless Italian crime boss and a merciless killer.

Of course that was only for his enemies and associates. In my eyes he was nothing but a teddy bear. A tall, angry teddy bear with tattoos and a big gun. Adorable.

"Principessa?"

Speak of the teddy bear.

Pushing open the door to our room he stepped in, wearing an all black Armani suit with a silver tie and pocket square and smelling of Clive Christian perfume. His hair was neatly combed and his face freshly shaven, showing off his sharp jawline and handsome face.

"Are you almost finished my love?" he asked as he leaned against the doorframe to watch me.
"All done Val," I said sweetly. Turning to face him I gestured to my outfit. "Well, what do you think?"
"You look like a whole fucking snack," the low timbre of his voice sent shivers down my spine.

How I wish we could've had a few extra minutes alone before we had to go. I haven't had a taste of his cock since last night when he fucked my mouth in the garage. He seemed to guess the direction my thoughts had taken because he smirked and reached his hand down to palm his cock through his pants.

I inhaled sharply. "Val... what are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" He unzipped his pants and took his cock out, pumping it in his right hand while his left fondled his balls, gently squeezing the velvety sacs.

I groaned at the erotic sight in front of me, wishing it was my hand wrapped around his thick, veiny length, my hand massaging him and making him moan like he was doing now. And why not? That cock belonged to me after all. It was mine.

Going down on my hands and knees I crawled over to where he stood and lifted my face, a hungry look in my eyes. Sticking out my tongue I slowly ran it along the underside of his shaft while he continued to fuck himself with his fist.

A bead of precum settled at the tip of his head and I quickly licked it up, causing him to let out a chuckle. "Do you like the taste of my cum babygirl? Hmm? Do you like it when I come down your throat and make you swallow my load?"

I whimpered and tried to suck him into my mouth, only to have him pull away. "I'm sorry, did you ask if it was okay for you to suck my cock, little girl?"
"Please," I begged. "I want it so bad."
"How badly do you want it?"
"So bad. I want to suck your cock baby. I want to suck it and make you happy so I can taste your delicious cum. Please?"

With a groan he pressed his head to my lips and I opened them, allowing him to slide in. "Since you're asking so nicely to suck me off how could I possibly refuse you?"

I gave an appreciative moan and got to work on pleasuring my husband. He shouldn't feel the need to make himself come. Not when he had such a willing wife who was only too eager for him to use her to fulfill his needs.