THE KITCHEN WARS

Book:The Mafia Don’s unruly sister Published:2024-10-27

ARIANA’S POV~
“My sister? Is this a joke Melissa?” we heard Atlas roar out of anger, I turned to Mateo before we snickered in excitement.
I didn’t even see this coming.
Premium drama happening right here in our kitchen.
“A joke atlas? Do you see my teeth outside? Your sister Anna, we’ve been lovers for 3 months now. i told you atlas the yoga instructor was the last straw, i’m done with this marriage” she declared.
“Done? You are just going to throw 8 years of marriage away for my sister?” he inquired before grabbing her arm.
“Yes! And she deserves that and more, she’s been there atlas, all the time you’ve been fucking all these other bitches your sister has been there for me!” she replied.
“So what? You are bumping coochies? I don’t understand. What the hell is this Melisa, my sister?” he couldn’t believe it, neither could we.
I was excited for Melissa, she finally got the last laugh.
“Yes! And so much more, she makes me cum in ways I never thought possible! Get your pussy somewhere else atlas I’m done with you, I was waiting for Anna to break the news to you but I guess now is a better time” she replied before attempting to walk away.
He grabbed her and pulled her close to his body, “does she touch you the way I do, no one fucks you the way I do Melisa and you know this” he said before running his hand through her frame.
“We do okay atlas, we do okay” she replied before jerking him off her body but he held on tighter, “you do?” he asked again before turning her to face him.
“You do? Does she touch you like this?” we heard him ask, he grabbed her neck and kissed her passionately, so passionately that she was out of breath and it brought memories of my first kiss with Mateo back.
I watched as she stepped back, she attempted to run away but he caught her again, he laid her against the island and kissed the nape of her neck.
“I think I need to remind you why you married me Melissa” he muttered.
“Atlas.. Sto..” but her voice was starting to turn into a moan as he slid his hand up her gown and soon he had ripped her panties out of the way and tossed it toward the sink.
“Damn,” Mateo remarked as he grinned in excitement
“aren’t we going to stop this? This is where they make our food” I mentioned but I didn’t want it to stop either.
The intensity at which Atlas ripped her gown before releasing her breast from its cups surprised me, he was aggressive with his passion but it enticed me.
He took one in his mouth before sliding his fingers between her legs.
She moaned softly before lifting her waist to him in response.
“Nope, im going to sit right here and watch them fuck” Mateo replied.
I was quiet, but my body wasn’t, the visual stimulation did something to my body, and I wanted it to.
I wanted the same passion and intensity.
I wanted to get fucked.
He raised her and sat her with a gentle thud on the island, he grabbed her neck and threw it back, and with his tongue, he traced the nape of her neck down to her breast again.
She moaned his name as he bent her over the island, he parted her legs and spat on his finger before sliding it inside her.
She held her palm over her mouth before moaning again, he hit her hand away.
“No let them hear, I think we are due for another baby” he moaned into her ear and I could feel light tingles between my legs, I could feel the jolts of electricity pulsate through my legs as my pussy juice dripped down between my legs.
I rubbed against it slowly and let out a small quiet moan, hoping my husband wouldn’t hear it.
We watched Atlas finger her, increasing the tempo of his thrust as she screamed his name over and over, “Atlas!”
But he didnt stop, he was determined to prove himself a worthy rival to his sister.
He bent low and ripped her gown further with both his hands.
He raised her hips to his face and he started to eat her up.
We saw her grab his hair and hold on tight as she moaned in pleasure, a pleasure I so missed.
I closed my eyes as memories of Mateo’s surprise attack at the therapist’s office flowed through my thoughts.
He ate her for a long time and she shook in wanton abandon, “im cumming atlas!” she cried.
But he didnt stop, we watched her bend her back and raise her spine to reveal beautiful perky breasts, her nipples were erect and they shined pink under the kitchen light.
She held on to both her breasts as she shuddered in ecstasy and soon she had squirted all over the island table, with Atlas’s mouth as the main recipient.
“Oh my God atlas,” she moaned as she pushed his head away, with shaky legs she descended from the table. “What the hell was that, fuck, what am I doing?” she asked herself as she tried to find where he threw her panties.
“Where are you going?” he asked in a deep voice, a voice I never knew he was capable of, he grabbed her arm and pulled her close to his body, he walked her to the refrigerator and pinned her there with her hands securely behind her.
“I’m not done with you” he whispered roughly in her ear before nibbling on it, which sent ripples of wanton desire through my body.
He burrowed himself into her body as her face plastered on the wall of the fridge, “Atlas, please stop we can’t do this anymore”
But Atlas wasn’t listening, he unbuckled his trouser and whipped out his dick, slowly he lowered her head to his dick and she took it in her mouth.
I watched her spit on it before licking around the tip, I bit my lip as she widened her mouth to take in his big cock.
“Oh fuck!” he moaned as he pressed himself into her mouth, “open it wider for me baby, slurp on daddy’s dick” he instructed.
I gasped softly as she obeyed, every stroke of her mouth on his big pink dick sent shivers all over my body.
I closed my eyes and imagined I was over there right now and not her.
She slurped and gawked on it, she made choking sounds as she pushed his hips further into her mouth, I could see her water gathering in her eyes as she released her mouth around his dick.
He quickly raised her pressing her against the fridge again, he raised her ripped gown and spread her feet apart, he bent her low and her perfectly curved ass perked up to his dick.
He pressed his hand against the fridge and bent low to her ear, “do you want this big dick? Tell me..” he asked gruffly.
He slapped his hardened cock against her eager waiting pussy already dripping down her legs.
Teasing her wickedly, he slid the tip in and she moaned softly, “tell me” he asked again.
She was quiet, but she remained in that position, she wanted it, but damn right she would play hard to get it.
He slid his dick in between her legs and rubbed against her clit over and over making her shudder under him.
He spanked her ass and asked again.
“Do you want daddy’s dick?”
He spanked her ass with both his hands and they clapped, “yes! Yes!” she replied in sheer pleasure as he kept teasing her wet pussy with his dick.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes Daddy I want your big dick!” she moaned, in one steady push, he filled her up with his hard cock and they both moaned.
“No one strokes you the way I do” he moaned into her ear.
And I gasped at the beautiful art of fucking that had just gone down in front of me, a masterpiece.
“Ahem,” I heard my husband cough, distracting me.
I turned to him, he had turned his wheelchair to face me, oh my God has he been watching me all the time?
“You want to join in? “