Bella Mafia

Chapter 63

Vincent stood their drinking in his wife's nude body and did not find her lacking for anything, she pleased him in every way.  She was f*cking gorgeous.

He wanted her so much it was painful, but before she would let him touch her, she said she had one request, get naked and wait in bed for her.

Vincent had his clothes off in seconds, had the bed turned down and was under the silk sheets waiting for his wife to join him.

He watched the bathroom door slowly open, expecting to see his wife, but the person coming to him was not her but Aphrodite, goddess of love, and Calli looked to cast a spell of seduction on him.

She was wearing very high, black heels, and the reddest nighty he'd ever seen.  The panties were just barley there, with a very noticeable open slit and bow right above her smooth sex.

The top portion was slinky material, made to gap open and most definitely not made for coverage.  It had thin straps with bows and the nipple area was cut out, exposing her delectable mounds and hardened n*pples.

Vincent sat up very straight as she moved towards him, like a model on the runway, her gaze never wavering from his.

"Holy God, baby!" Vincent breathed.  "You look sexy as f*ck!  Christ I'm so hard for you!  Look at what you do to me baby!"  He cried while moving the sheet back and palming his very large, thick erection.

Getting out of bed, he moved gracefully to where she stood, looking like a hunter capturing his prey.

Hmm, she smelled so great too, her scent wafting from her, driving him insane, making him want her more.

He was up for playing and he would make sure it went on all night, after all, that's what a honeymoon is for right?

The condoms were in his overnight bag and as much as he did not want to use those, he and Calli still had to talk about it first, so without wasting precious time, he grabbed them and hurried back.

When he got there, Calli had moved to the sitting area, her leg thrown over the arm, exposing her and leaving little to his imagination.  "Fanculo" he hissed, taking a condom from the box and tossing the rest on the bed.

He tore open the packet with his teeth, rolled it on and went to get his wife, he would enjoy taking his time with her tonight.

"Stay like this and don't move" he commanded, dropping to his knees, settling between her thighs.  He loved the subtle change in her breathing as he lowered his head to her sex.

Like licking his favorite ice cream from a spoon, Vincent lathed her folds and cl*t with his tongue, moaning with each swipe at how good she tasted.

He watched her right hand grip the arm of the sofa, while the other one worked its way into his hair, pulling and tugging, yelling out how good he was with his tongue.

"Move your hips, baby, with the rhythm of my tongue" he urged and when she started doing this, he gently inserted two fingers, pumping in and out of her and curling his fingers upward, he hit her spot.

"F*ck Vincent, f*ck!"  She screamed, her body coming undone quickly, exploding around him, filling his mouth with her nectar.

"I've never seen anything so beautiful" he murmured as he kissed his way back up her body after leaving her like a melted puddle of goo.  She didn't know how she was going to survive sex with this man, the way he made her come undone was not the workings of a mere mortal.

She knew she was being overly dramatic in the thoughts of her husband but how could she not when she experienced sex like this, knowing she'd only read about it and never believed in its existence before.