Bella Mafia

Chapter 67

I stood out on the balcony, trying to absorb everything that I'd just heard. I mean, sh*t I knew my dad didn't really like me, but to go all in with the likes of Dante Agassi to kill me? I guess that's what hurt the most.

I prayed that when Vincent came back up that he would have a bottle of bourbon with him. I needed a good stiff one and I didn't mean my husband's c*ck either, well wait, I did want that too.

Sighing I walked into our ensuite and brushed my hair until it shone, put on some perfume and a cute nighty that Nona bought for me and then turned the lights down, stepped onto the balcony and waited for my husband.

I heard the door open and then a soft click, indicating that it had been shut.  Then he called out to me.  "Calli, tesoro?"  "Out here baby" I called back. I turned to look at Vincent and thank God he had bourbon with him.

I watched him pour two quite large glasses of the amber colored liquid and handing it to me he said "That's sexy as hell, fiore. I like you in lingerie."

I took a big gulp of my drink, scrunched up my nose and swallowed it, I was already feeling the burn and feeling the loss of my inhibitions where Vincent was concerned.

"You like it, do you?" My voice sounded husky and sexy and I found I liked playing this little game with him, so I continued.

He nodded slowly, taking a sip of his drink and watching every move I made. I knew I had him, it was easy because he loved me and he wanted me.

I took another drink, draining the glass, then sat it down and walked to him. "You really do have a magnificent body" I said dreamily. My hands running up and down his chest.

I led him inside and back to the sofa where we'd made love earlier and pushed him back onto it and told him not to move as I grabbed my phone from the bedside table.

I was getting ready to do something for him that I had only dreamed about doing for my man one day, only I never expected to have one so sexy and in turn he deserved a sexy wife.

I could tell he was intrigued as he watched me slip on my black heels and searched through my phone for the perfect song and I was about to blow his mind with Ride It by Ciara.

(Calli starts her dance around 0.30 on the video)

I pushed play and I knew as soon as the song started I had picked the right one to get my message across to Vincent.  I wanted to ride that man seven ways to Sunday!

I stood in front of him, part of my hair covering my face as I started to seductively move my hips to the beat, raising a portion of my nighty to reveal more of my thigh only to put it back down again.

I was feeling so warm and fuzzy from the bourbon that I just let my body take over and trying to recall the video from memory, I moved like Ciara did and I knew I was getting to him because he had scooted to the edge of the sofa, bringing his fist to his mouth at one point.

I was having a blast and I most certainly figured out how to get to him, just dance for him and he was putty in my hand.  God I loved being a woman.

Continuing to dance for him and using all my sexiness, I made every move, every glance count in my favor and if I was lucky, he'd just jump up, carry me to the bed and have his way with me.

My little dance was almost over and I could see how uncomfortable he was due to the large hard on he was sporting in those sexy satin pj bottoms. 

I've never seen a man look hotter than he did right now.  Shirtless and a hard c*ck, just how I wanted him.

But before I could make my last move, I heard him mutter Fuck it as he stood up, grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder.

I was jumping up and down, on the inside, as he hauled me to the bed and threw me down on it.  Hmm, my sexy beast had something to prove and I would let him, all night if necessary.

"Christ woman!  What you do to me" he said as he settled himself between my legs and hoisting them onto his shoulders, my feet still clad in my heels.

He started with hot open mouthed kisses, going from my ankles to my inner thighs and that's when he realized I was panty less.  Have you ever had a man growl at you?  Well let me tell you, it's nine kinds of sexy when it happens.

He was so primal in how he touched me, kissed me and unclothed me.  "Come on baby" I urged him.  "I need that big c*ck of yours and I need it now."

I looked at him and almost couldn't see his eyes because they had turned dark with lust and sinful thoughts.  "You want me?" Vincent husked.  I bit my lower lip and nodded.

"Well I want you too, gattina and what I really want you to do is what you were dancing to.  I want you to ride me until you are screaming my name and coming.  Can you do that for me?"  "Si, Vincenzo, I can do that for you baby."

He rolled us over so I was now on top of him and his very hard d*ck, that was teasing my core every time I moved.  God just this felt so good!

I teased him by taking my time getting rid of my nighty but when I was naked before him and only in my heels, he was like a wild man, a man possessed.

With me sitting on top of him, he raised his hips, getting rid of his pants and like lightening, he was inside my sex.  He wasn't giving me a chance at all, his hips were bucking into me as I screamed out his name with each plunge.

I had to get control and get it now if I was to have my way and that was to watch him come undone because of how I moved my body while he was inside me.

I leaned forward, kissing his neck and whispering "Calma, Vincenzo."  And he finally stopped long enough for me to sit up and move on him like I did when I was dancing for him.

The orgasms were magnificent and seemed to last forever and when we'd finished, all you could hear was us panting.

"F*ck Calli, that was so hot!"  I rolled over and snuggled next to him as we drifted off.  "It was, wasn't it?"  All I heard was soft breathing.  I had sexed him to sleep!