Book 2✔️ Between The Mafias

11. The one with the pool side flirt

Leonardo's POV

This whole thing with Emilie was a fucking nightmare. I wished I'd met her first before Max. I would surely make her the happiest woman on earth. She didn't deserve all this. Emilie was a sweet woman, smart, hard worker, and very strong-willed woman.

I have tempted her numerous times already. Other women would have succumbed to me a long time ago. I know that for sure. I have fucked other women since I met her months ago, but my mind kept on going back to her. I hated myself for being so stubborn.

I would imagine her face while fucking others. But as much as I say I wanted to be done with other women, she was too much of a temptation for me to go celibate. It had been weeks since I'd been jerking myself off like a teenager. I should probably go find some willing woman to take care of my needs.

Fuck. I was pussy whipped.

"Where to go now, Boss?" Paolo asked from the driver's seat.

"Home Paolo, I'll be working from home for the rest of the day. You can join the others back at the house."

I was definitely not ready when I arrived home and found her and her friends lounging by the poolside lounger in their bikinis. Matteo was definitely enjoying his view.

Damn.

The image of Emilie in her skimpy black bikini will get me through my afternoon shower for sure.

I composed myself and stilled my expression seconds before Emilie turned around to see me. She was smiling and giggling with her friends, while her gaze locked on me. Her half smile showed mischief. I raised an eyebrow questioning her.

"Leo! Come and join us!" She called me out. She sounded drunk. Matteo looked at me grinning.

"Boss, you have been summoned." My guard spoke with amusement in his tone, though kept his eyes away from mine. His back straightened, and his demeanor showed respect. I nodded at Matteo and started walking towards her.

"Thank you for keeping an eye on them for me Matteo," I uttered, passing him and joining Emilie and the girls.

"So, Matteo told me that you've summoned me? Afternoon ladies." I rested my hand on her shoulder, which was warm after being under the sun. I wanted to wrap my arms around her while inhaling her scent. But I couldn't. So like a pervert, my eyes lingered instead. Shamelessly.

"Leo! We wanted to swim and cool off, but I told the girls that we were too drunk to swim. I mean...what if we drowned? So you! are going to chaperone us and join us in the pool." She gave me her sweet smile, batting her eyelashes. Yep. She was... in fact, they were all drunk, and I was shamelessly getting hard.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

"Yeah Em! You go, girl! Tell him to strip!" Her friends clearly had too much to drink. They were laughing and giggling at her.

One day Emilie was going to kill me with this constant hard-on. Maybe I should go to my strip club and fuck a few girls and be done with it. I was pretty sure that I had bored my dick with my hand by now. If it could talk, it would beg me to end its misery.

I should go back to my club and have one of my girls take care of this. Damn, I bet my dick will be happy to be wrapped around some random woman's hand. Yep. I need to stealthily get out of here.

"Leo!" Her voice took me back to the current situation. Her friends were still giggling like a bunch of school girls.

"Right. Give me fifteen minutes, I'll go get change." She looked at me satisfied that I bent to her will.

Shit. Shit. Shit. What did I say yes?

I walked back to the main house and went to my room to change. But I need to release myself first. My dick was stiff as a rod.

Fuck.

I held my dick and started stroking up and down. I closed my eyes imagining her in my already dirty mind. It wouldn't take long before I burst. I could feel the tension burning. My other hand was flat against the shower wall as my lubed-covered hand moved faster and stroked harder.

Damn it!

After a few more vigorous strokes, I felt myself burst and cum-coated my hand. I groaned and opened my eyes looking at the mess I made on the bathroom floor. Again. One of these days I'm going to slip and fall on my cum. I took a quick rinse and put on my swim trunks.

That was the fastest jerking-off session in my adult life. I haven't been that quick since I was twelve. Huh. Maybe I was getting better at jerking myself off.

I was sated when I walked to the poolside to join the ladies. I was in my trunks with a towel on my neck. That's when they started whistling, like a bunch of workers by the side of the street howling off sexy girls.

Damn. These girls are wild.

"Leo Finally! Let's go girls." All five of them start canon balling to the pool. I haven't had this much laughter in my house since forever. Even when my beloved sister was still with me.

I jumped in the pool with a perfect dive, scoring another howling whistle from the girls.

"Damn Emilie, your girls are vicious." I laughed hard at them.

"You haven't seen them in their element, Leo! Celia is the most normal out of all of us. Angelica is the flirty one despite her name. Amanda is the bold one with her words. And Amber she's the sensible one but can also be the most daring one out of all of us. That's why I said to her, no strippers today." She laughed at herself describing her friends and sister. I could see that she loved them.

"That's it. It's done! You will take us clubbing. Girls! Leo is going to take us clubbing." Then she was off going towards her girls, swimming carelessly like any normal person does when they had too much to drink.

Fuck! This was going to be a long day.

I could hear the girls cheering about the news. I sighed, feeling like a mother duck for her baby ducklings. "Leo! Why so far? We're drunk, remember? Come here, you!"

Again she summoned me.

"Leo...not so far, what if one of us decided to drink the pool water or... oh my god, what if one of us peed in the pool?"

The horror look on her face was so outrageous. We all laughed loudly.

I called Matteo and told him to get the maid to make us some coffee and some snacks. They needed to sober up a little or they would have a hangover tomorrow.

"It's Martina, Leo. Her name is Martina, not the maid. So clubbing tomorrow night. Clear your schedule." She ordered me.

"Yes, Emilie. Anything for you." I gave her my bad-boy smile, making her blush.

"Woah, Leo! You go, man!" I think it was Amanda, the bold one, who called out my name, supporting me. I just laughed at her thinking if it was that easy.

It was half an hour later, we were seated by the lounger, and Martina showed up with our coffee.

"Thank you, Martina." She gave the maid her most beautiful smile.

"You're welcome, Donna. I will be back with snacks."

Hmmm... Even the maid had called her Donna. Somehow it suits her. Her kindness, surely made Martina comfortable enough to address her as Donna in front of me. Because I haven't told anyone to call her by any name. Or maybe it was her wishful thinking.

Well...I agreed with Martina on this one.

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Ivan: Was this why you hurried off ending my call when I asked about your plans?

Angelica: Ivan, baby, don't get mad. It's for Emilie.

Amanda: Darling, the man can never be mad at you. He can blush...but he's not built to be mad at you. 😏😜

Amber: She's right in this matter. Ivan, you should just let Angelica do her thing. She's safe with us.

Ivan: 😮‍💨🙄 I can't handle this right now. My boss is moody and I think it's infectious.