Bella Mafia

Chapter 42

To be honest I hadn't been able to sleep since it turned midnight. I hadn't been away from Vincent for this long and I was worried and I missed him terribly.

I just kept staring at my phone, hoping that I would hear from him and was so determined not to be that girlfriend I was not going to contact him, I knew he would, so I waited.

Tossing and turning I looked at my phone again and just as I started to put it down, it vibrated. I held my breath while looking at it. It was Vincent and he was on his way home!

I ran to the bathroom, fixed my hair, sprayed on my perfume and changed into this completely trashy nighty that I'd bought while shopping with Bri.

There was nothing to it but I knew Vincent would get hard the minute he saw me and that's exactly what I wanted, his hard c*ck buried deep inside me.

I had bought some candles as well, placed them all over the room and placed myself in the middle of the bed and waited.

I heard lowered voices and figured it was Luca going into Bri's room so I knew he would be here shortly and my body had already started reacting.

I watched him walk into our room, his jacket opened, tie removed and his shirt was mostly unbuttoned, showing off his tattooed and bulked up chest.

Having no idea how long he stood there or how long I'd stared at him but the air in the room became scarce and warm.

My vigilant mind was ever mindful of how slowly he removed his suit jacket and I was convinced at this very moment that he was doing it on purpose, to stir me up more than I already was.

Next, I watched his fingers, long fingers that had brought me to orgasm so many times, as they took their time pulling out the shirt.

I could feel my lips part slightly as my breath became ragged watching him shrug the shirt from his ridiculously hot body.

Vincent took a few steps closer as he fiddled with his belt, the buckle clanking made my arousal pool even more as I saw him take his time unzipping his dress pants.

"God" I breathed.  I watched Vincent smirk as my utterance amused him but I didn't care, he was hot and I wanted him more than anything.

"Take them off" I whispered, not being able to to take anymore as I rose to my knees in anticipation of him joining me in our bed.

He kicked off his shoes, then peeled off his socks, all the while he was burning me to a crisp with his eyes.  F*uck this man was beautiful and mysterious and dangerous and hot all rolled into one and he was mine.

Once he was gloriously naked and standing in front of me, he ordered me to stand up on the edge of the bed, right in front of him.

He cupped my behind, pulling me in closer as he placed his nose to my sex and inhaled deeply, causing my knees to weaken and almost collapse had he not strengthened me with his arms.

"Oh baby you smell so f*ucking good" his words came out thickly as I groaned from the sensation of his tongue tracing my slit.

"And I loved how you were waiting for me, dressed so sexy, so naughty, for me to take you, to f*ck you.  Is that what you want, my little gattina?  Do you wish me to f*ck you?"

God I almost came from his words, they were uttered from need and want, anyone could tell that he was beyond turned on and yes, I wanted him to f*ck me senseless.

"Vincenzo, por favore!" My native language taking over as I couldn't think right now, all I could do was feel what his tongue was doing to my body.

He growled at my last words, as his saliva soaked the outside of my panties, his tongue soaked my insides.

I realized, after a coolness struck my sex, that he had pulled the minuscule panties to one side as he dipped deeper into my treasures, my hands fisting and tugging at his hair like a woman possessed.

"Come for me, farfalla, ride me and scream out my name as you give me your juices.  Do.it.now."  His command was not one that I wished nor wanted to disobey, breaking me down as I came loudly and wetly against his mouth.

"Vincenzo!" I screamed loudly, knowing at the very least Luca and Bri would hear me and thankful that Alberto and Clarissa were on the other side of the house.

His moans were as loud as mine as he lapped up my arousal and at the same time, pushing his tongue harder against my jewel causing me to come again.

I was spent by the second orgasm but he informed me that he'd only just started and I wouldn't be able to move once he was done with my body.

I could tell that all of this was coming from some darker place, hidden deep inside my fiancé but I didn't care, I wanted to walk on the dark side with him and only him.

I felt him lift me, crawl into bed with me, laying our bodies diagonally, then I saw him take a condom, tear the packaging and spitting out the top with his teeth.

Only Vincent Siranni could make opening a condom wrapper look primal and sexy at the same time.  Looking at him while he rolled it onto his manhood was sexy as sin.

Once he was sheathed, he spread my legs roughly and without giving me any time to catch my breath, he rammed into me.

"F*ck!" I screamed as he punished my body with his, sweat dripping from his forehead onto my belly, rolling down to my sex.

He kept up the punishment for a while and then suddenly and without warning, I was rolled over, hips jerked up as he slammed into me from this position.

"Sh*t!"  Was the first cohesive word to drop from his lips.  "Oh baby, your p*ssy is so god*amn magnificent" he grunted.

I knew he was close, I could feel him swelling inside me, so I clinched and clamped down around him, sealing both our fates.

We yelled, grunted, moaned and cursed as our climaxes burned us from the inside out.  My knuckles hurting as I realized I'd been clutching the sheet the whole time.

He got out from behind me, didn't say a word but disappeared into the bathroom leaving me to feel like a hooker he'd taken for the night.

Stifling back the tears, I grimaced getting off the bed, threw off the nighty and pulled on my tank shirt and boxers and took off.  I wanted far away from him at this moment.

I stopped in the kitchen, grabbed a glass and an open bottle of red wine and headed to where Vincent had proposed.  I had to wrap my head around what had just happened and try to deal with the hurt I was experiencing.