Chapter 35

Book:Resisting The Dangerous Mafia Lord Published:2024-12-6

Angelo;
I would say that she was my perfect addiction, but that would sound so cheesy and a lame ass line to be exact.
The second time I was fucking her and it always gets better. She was everything I had always envisioned, craved, and needed.
What more of a fucking walking temptation could she be?
While I kicked the gown for her, I knew it would bring out the desired effect I envisioned it to… but I wasn’t really expecting her to look so fucking gorgeous that I could no longer control my desires.
As I thrust, her languid moans filled the air, making me harder than I already was.
And just as I felt her pussy began to constrict, I kept slamming in her with brutal force, igniting the pleasures in her.
The moment I felt her about to cum, a shrill sound sounded. It was my cell phone, which was placed on the table beside us.
I grabbed it with one hand and picked.
“Boss. It’s the Don. He’s here.” I heard Dominic say at the other end of the line.
“What!? Don Massimo!!!”
“Yes, Boss. They are the gate now, and would soon be here.”
“Fuck!!” I swore, hanging up the call, as I immediately got off her.
She stared up at me with an incredulous expression on her face and I simply smirked, “We’ll continue where we left off later, sweetie. Preferably when there are fewer distractions.”
Her mouth was agape, as she now lay partially on her back, staring up at me.
I grabbed my shirt from the other end where I had flung it and put it on at once.
“What the hell…?” She stood up suddenly, her eyes on her ripped dress. Her nipples were still hard and so was I.
Staring at me with a hard gaze, her mouth opening and closing, in an attempt to speak, or rather, hurl some demeaning words at me.
Instead, she quickly grabbed her torn robe in a lame attempt to cover her nakedness, while I raised a brow at her actions.
“I am such a fool….” She huffed, abruptly pulling herself off the table.
And then, she was standing right in front of me, with so little space between us.
The look in her eyes was cold and pissed. Even as I found her rigid stance funny, I couldn’t help but be drawn to the alluring brown hues in her eyes.
I caught sight of her breasts, which she tried, but failed to cover with her ripped dress, and then I was unbuttoning my shirt. I couldn’t have her going into the house with that.
What was I thinking? That would be a level of disrespect to Don Massimo in case he laid his eyes on her.
In a flash, as I wasn’t expecting, her hands swung forward, striking my cheeks in a resounding slap.
Widening my eyes, I stared at her, stunned, “What the….”
I had hardly hit the words out when her other hand stuck forward again. She wasn’t expecting me to halt her mid-way though, as my hands held hers tightly.
“What was that for?”
She struggled to get her hands away from mine, forgetting that she was no match for me.
“Let go of me, you….. prude!”
Prude?
She shook her head, “I cannot believe I just let you fuck me, and…”
“I didn’t believe you would enjoy it either.”
Her eyes widened at my words, and she was struggling again, her other hand hitting my chest. She almost kicked me down there, if I hadn’t predicted her motions.
In a swift move, I grabbed her hands together, and sharply turned her over, so she was backing me.
“Stay. Calm!”
“This was a mistake! Let go of me!!”
“Is this because I didn’t let you cum?” I asked, and she froze.
I knew that was it. For someone claiming she never wanted to have anything to do with me, she was actually enjoying every moment I was ‘in’ her.
I leaned my head to her neck, sniffing her rose-scented shampoo, “You think I lured you here to fuck you? Huh? Is that what you think, Elena?”
She was literally still. Except for the fast rise and fall of her chest as she breathed harshly.
My arms which held hers tightly in front of her, slackened a bit, as I tested her resolve.
Brushing the tip of my nose on her neck, I moved a strand of hair aside, “I brought you here… as a means of an apology.”
“A…. a what?”
While her scent filled my nostrils, I planted a kiss on her collarbone.
Everything in me craved to take her back on the fucking table, but I could not. I had other pressing matters. And, what other way to keep her desires in check, than to refuse her cumming.
Twisted? I know.
She thought I had lured her out here, tempting her with the meals, and I let her believe that. Even when we both knew that she wanted this as much as I did.
But I wasn’t one to come out right to portray exactly how I feel to a woman.
As I noticed her breaths were becoming steadier, I released my hold on her hands and turned her to face me.
Those eyes.
“You call this an apology!?” This time, her voice was low and hoarse, but I was simply lost staring into her eyes.
Beneath the tough exterior, which she always tried so desperately to hide, I could see a sad deprived girl
I could hear a vibration in the distance but ignored it, as I subconsciously pulled her by the waist.
One hand rested on her hips, while the other reached forward to move that strand of hair always falling on her face.
“You are so beautiful…” I whispered softly, my eyes never leaving hers. She seemed to be frozen as well, and when I saw her tongue dart out to lick her lower lips, I followed the movement.
Mesmerized, and I felt my cock getting hard again.
As I brushed a finger over her cheeks, and down to her lower lips, her breathing increased, and her eyes darted down to my lips.
I wanted to take her back on the table and fuck her senseless. Hell, these little pouty lips of hers made me think back to the time she gave me a blow job.
What I would give to be able to relieve that, this exact moment.
I brushed my lips on hers, planting a swift kiss on them, and immediately withdrew.
Recognizing a familiar voice in the distance, I quickly took off my shirt, and placed them on her, making sure to button it to the last of it.
“Angelo!!!!” The loud, shrill voice of Eva, daughter of Don Massimo reached my ears.
“Oh, Great!” I uttered.
I had barely turned to see her when she ran all the way from where she stood, in her red shiny designer jumpsuit, and flung herself into my arms.
“Oh, my God. I’ve missed you so much!!”