*Lucia*
He pulled away from my touch and stepped back, hurriedly removing the rest of his slacks and briefs out of the way. In a flash, he was back in front of me, his body flush against my chest, and this time, the pain from the table digging into my skin was exciting.
“You’re so naughty, Lucia, You look so innocent, but underneath that facade, you’re a bad girl. Who taught you all the bad things you know?”
“That would be you, my love,” I replied with a smirk plastered on my face. “I’ll continue to teach you how to pleasure me to the fullest.” He said, and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to him.
“I want you so badly.” He whispered, seducing me more to the brink of tears falling at the side of my eyes.
“Then what are you waiting for, love? Do it; have me at your liberty.” I invited.
Bruno growled in response and pulled away from me once more. He turned me around and pulled me roughly to himself so that my back was against his chest. He leaned down to my ear and started to plant feather kisses along my lobe, trailing his kisses downwards along my shoulders.
He then helped me completely get rid of my clothing and underwear and slowly trailed his fingers up my thighs until they were resting on my core.
“You’re….” he commented.
“You are the reason, of course,” I cut him off. His fingers trailed along my folds, and I started to fear that my resolve was beginning to crumble. He started to nibble on my ear lobe, and I could not bare the torture any longer and started rocking my body towards his torturous hand.
I let out a tiny pitched loud scream as I felt his index finger massaging my pussy, giving me pleasure that only he could; he played with me there like he was pulling the strings of a Guitar until I felt my orgasm about to erupt.
“Ah! I’m cuming… please don’t Ah!” I cried in disapproval as he had pulled away from me.
“Not yet, love, you are going to cum with something else,” and with that, he pushed me back down, making me lie my upper body on his table; I felt his manhood enter my wet pussy from behind, giving me a whole new level of pleasure. He stretched and filled me up, and the pleasure brought more and more tears to the corner of my eyes.
He kept plunging in and out of me in a delicious rhythm. He knew exactly what I liked and made sure to pleasure me. He cupped my breast while plunging into me, and I kept moaning out his name while he moaned mine.
“I’m cumming! Please don’t stop this time; if you stop, I’ll end you,” I spouted, feeling drowned in pleasure. “I’m cumming too.”
And with that, he moved more fiercely that I felt my pussy might split due to his immense speed. I dug my nails down on the table, and my toes curled deliciously as my orgasm finally erupted, and I finally saw stars. Not long after, I felt him pull out of me and let his seed fall to the ground.
My whole body felt like jelly, and I just rested there, trying to catch my breath, when I felt something slightly heavy on my back.
“What are you doing? Tired too?” I said to him and felt him place feather kisses on my shoulder and back. “You know I am not finish yet.”
He said, rubbing his manhood on my naked thighs to show me what he meant. “You realize we are in your office, right?” I reminded him.
“So?”
“So something urgent could come up. Besides, I feel so weak and sore now,” I complained and felt him smile on my skin. “Okay then,” he said with a smile and backed off. I got up to the table and turned to see him standing right before me. He suddenly grabbed me and placed me on the table again
“But first, you need to calm this raging cock of mine,” he explained, looking extremely hot, holding onto his cock like that. I had a sudden urge to get down on him, but I ignored my urges.
“Okay, but why did you keep me here in this position?” I asked
“Because I want to take you this way,” he started and massaged my folds with his fingers. He used his cock to massage me there until I was left moaning, pleading, and writhing under him
He stayed in between my thighs and placed his big cock inside me slowly this time; he seemed to have more self-control now than earlier; he kissed my lips, neck and trailed his tongue down to my ear lobes. He got even more fierce and took me again.
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*Sarah POV*
“Wait, he did what?” Elena almost spat her drink out as I was elated from my last encounter with her. I shrug my shoulders trying not to look too bothered about what Jason did. I gripped my glass and down the entire content on it before throwing my face to the side and taking a swift look around the club.
I turned to face her, “he had all the right in the world to act that way. I hurt him and the girl he loves,” I said.
“No, you only did what you thought was right,” Elena said, as she muttered curses under her breath. I could barely hear her as her voice was quickly missed by the sound of loud music banging out from the speaker in the bar.
I leaned back in my chair, remembering my last encounter with Jason. I had seen him in the restaurant while he spoke to Lucia. I had seen her while she walked in. I couldn’t hear what they were talking about but they seemed to get along and that alone was enough to dig a hole in my chest. I wished I could slam Lucia’s head into the table.
After a while, Lucia left, clutching the small purse she held closely.
I wanted to sit and watch Jason from afar. I knew he was still angry at me, but I just couldn’t ignore him or ignore the yearning for him, so I stood up. Taking unhurried steps, I walked up to his table. He looked lifeless, like something invaluable had been taken from him, and I knew it was because Lucia wasn’t part of his life anymore. A part of me wishes he would look at me the way he looked at her and adore me the same way.
He shot me a glare, and before I could alter any world, he rained all sorts of insults on me. He couldn’t bother less about the small crowd that formed nor those taking videos of us. They were the least of his concerns. I have never been so embarrassed but I still wish he would hear me out but he had no intention to and ended up walking out leaving me standing in the restaurant.
My legs wobble as I walk out. Heads down.
“Sarah, are you still here?” Elena nudged my elbow, jolting me out of my receipt. I sat upright, brushing the hair on my face away. I could tell she was speaking, but I heard nothing.
I itched for a cigarette, but this bar offered none.
“No matter what you do, no one deserves to be treated that way. Jason is wrong. Is it a crime to be in love? It’s not a crime to love someone, it’s a pity he has been blinded by that wrench that he failed to see you,” she said. I didn’t know if she was trying to comfort me and if that was it, well… whatever it was.
“Cheer up girl. You deserve better,” she said, trying to smile, but I was in no mood for smiling.
Elena has been my friend for a long time. She wasn’t into mafia life, though she knows about that part of my life; she didn’t judge me or make me feel bad. She has always supported me. Whatever decision I made. We’ve been separated for a while as she was away studying, and we just saw each other for not quite a long time.
“Thank you for trying to cheer me up, but this isn’t going to work. It’s either Jason or Jason.” I said.
I had not given up on Jason. Not when I heard that Lucia was in love with someone else. I had my men digging into her, though I had tried to get information on the guy that blew my car, we always met a dead end. I wasn’t exactly familiar with all the mafia in the underworld, but it seems it is time to be.
“So, what do you plan to do?” Elena asked. Her tone is soft. Even in the bar where the light was dim, her skin still glowed. She bit on her lower lips. I had always thought that it was a tad unfair that she was this beautiful. Where blonde hair was tied in a ponytail which dangled every time she moved.
“I don’t have a plan yet. I’ll think of one,” I said.
Elena covered my hands with hers. Her hands were warm. “And always remember that I’ll always be by your side no matter what you decide,” she says. I smiled and nodded.
A true friend.
My phone beeped. A message popped up on the screen; it was from Steve. I opened it reluctantly. I wasn’t in the mood to speak to him. My eyes went through the message faster than I intended, and my back straightened. “Jason …” I whispered his name. Jason was shot.
I stood up roughly.
“What’s wrong?” Elena asked. I moved my eyes away from the screen to look at her. “Jason was shot,” I said.
“How? Where?” She asked.
“How would I know?” That came out more cold and snappy than I intended. Jason had no mission over here, how on earth did he get shot? “Let’s meet some other time Elena, I have to go,” I said, picking up my jacket and dashing out. She called after me but I didn’t turn. My phone was already on my ears. I had to know more.
“What do you mean Jason was shot? How the fuck did that happen. He was perfect the last time I saw him,” I said. My heart beat faster and faster with each step I took.
“Calm down, it’s nothing serious,” Steve said.
“Answer the fucking question, Steve, don’t tell me what to do,” I yelled; the bouncers at the entrance gave me a weird look, but I didn’t care. Steve has a way of making everything sound okay. He was way too nonchalant, and this was what had ruined my plans from the start.
“He is fine. He went to see Lucia,” my chest hardened at her name, and I clenched my fist as I walked. I was now closer to my car. The cold evening breeze hit my face with each step I took. I hurried out without wearing my jacket. I walked faster and opened my car door.
“Did Lucia shoot him?” I asked. I thought things were fine between them. “It seems her new boyfriend did. I don’t know the entire details; that’s all I know,” I ended the call without bothering to bid him bye.
I ignited my car.
I had to see Jason. I had to make sure he was okay.
I knew the hotel he stayed at, although I had never visited it. He may not be in the hotel. But he couldn’t go to the hospital either.
I walked into the hotel some minutes later, heading straight for his suite. He hadn’t gone to the hospital, just as I had guessed. There were two men outside his suite all dressed in black suits. I walked there briskly and without words, went for the door. But was told off. Jason didn’t want to see anyone.
“If you know who I am, you wouldn’t dare say that,” I said, staring daggers at them. I tried to enter once more, but it blocked my path.
I clenched my fist. All this was because of Lucia.
No. I couldn’t just watch by the sidelines anymore. It was time she paid. And this time, there won’t be any mistakes.