Tony turned his head. Everyone had their own methods to protect their freedom, theirs wasn’t so different from his.
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London, UK
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There were several knocks on the door and it interrupted Eleanor’s light sleep. She yawned instantly and stretched her naked back, hair muffled and lips puffy. She glanced across her shoulder and appreciated Emily’s nude body. She let her fingers trace against the naked skin of her son’s live-in chef – would he be pissed off about this encounter? It mixed pleasure in his house, and in all honesty, if her son was anything like her, he would hate this as much as her.
She stretched the stiffness out of her neck and whimpered slightly. The couch, no matter how expensive, was always a funny sleep. She wrapped a robe around her shoulders, tied it loosely and walked to a room under the stairs instead. In there, a few screens showed the front of the house, and she checked who was at the front door.
She couldn’t believe her own eyes and firmly sprinted to the door, opening the heavy barrier and feeling the streams of tears running down her puffy cheeks, eyes already red.
“Hi Mom.” Vanessa awkwardly waved and smiled, laughing at the messy sight that her mother was.
She wasn’t accustomed to this new scene. Her mother was usually always so well kept together, however, it seemed as though she was on of her mother’s vulnerabilities and there was always a thing or two that made people lose their minds and act unimaginably. So she didn’t blame her, instead was gutted to have been so stupid and caused such a commotion.
Eleanor pulled her daughter into a tight hug and squeezed, placing her chin on the fragile shoulder letting the emotion behind the tears take over. This moment was marked in Eleanor’s mind – a lesson and hard slap she will never dare to forget, or even let slip to the back.
“How did you get here?” She suddenly asked.
Vanessa smiled and stepped aside. Eleanor squinted and realised that someone was sitting in Tony’s Mercedes – parked awkwardly on the round driveway. She couldn’t identify the person, windows were illegally tinted. But the door open and large frame stepped out and came into view. Tony looked exhausted. Eleanor could tell. Although his movement was still light on the feet, she was able to read the obvious fact that he hadn’t slept many nights – his eyes were completely dark but a smile still touched his lips when his eyes focused on her. She could feel the heat flushing her face and avoided his hungry gaze, instead run up to him and jumped on him, forcing Tony to drop the baggage he was carrying and grip his mother sturdily, her legs wrapping themselves around his waist. They shared a comforting glance, their emerald eyes sparkling each other.
“Miss me much?”
Eleanor rolled her eyes and tucked her face away into the nape of his neck, kissing it gently and deeply inhaled the bitter sweet scent she had craved for so long and firmly missed.
“It seems to me as though you have a new favourite child.” Vanessa said wickedly, amusement twinkling in the corner of her eyes.
Tony smiled exhaustedly and gently let his mother down, although her arms were still wrapped snuggly around his neck while she was on her tip toes. He proposed that they should go inside.
He noticed Emily on the sofa, completely bared, and deep asleep. It was early, he thought. He didn’t comment. Instead he walked straight to the kitchen and sat at the dining table, the baggage he left at the bottom of the stairs. Eleanor and Vanessa joined him. He studied them, their walks and figures and he couldn’t help the devilish thoughts that sprung in his head while glancing at the two women in his kitchen. They had the same figures, curvaceous but elegantly so and not too much. Petite, but firm. Toned legs that looked great in heels. Such Italian beauties.
He lit a cigarette and started smoking in silence. Eleanor was courteous and placed a cup of very strong coffee in front of him while Vanessa filled a large glass of water and put it right next to the mug. He look up at them and saw them smiling at him. He smiled back, taking a deeper puff of the cigarette and exhaling slowly. Eleanor and Vanessa both reached for his pack and he saw them placing the cigarettes between their lips. He held the fire up for Vanessa first, and then Eleanor.
The trio were the source of heavy smoke in the kitchen, which escaped through the sliding door that lead to the spacious green garden. No words were embodied, but knowing glances crossed each of them and silent messages were understood with the language of the eyes.
Tony thought about his life at this very minute. A few months ago he was a the known Keiser; An orphan and ruthless motherfucker who did not care about anyone nor spared anybody’s life. He fucked whom he wanted to, killed whenever he felt like it and shook hands on business deals with his chosen partner. He was the lord of the criminal underworld, and he dominated. Now, he glanced at his sister and then his mother, their emerald eyes much like his own, he was responsible for these two beautiful women and he felt his heart spring. Out of the thin air he had a family to take care of, to protect with his life, to provide them with the royalty they deserved.
For the first time in forever, he felt something. He had felt love from his mother before, but this emotion was different. It was a responsibility. Of taking care of this newfound family of his own. He didn’t have the guts to say it to either of them yet, but deep down Tony knew he loved the two.
Shaking his head, stubbed the cigarette, exhaling the last smoke, and got up to his feet. “I’m just going to take a shower and comeback down. We’ll talk then.” He spoke gently.
Eleanor and Vanessa both nodded. He didn’t ask them whether it was alright, he simply demanded and acted. Perhaps with the wrong women this would have caused a big commotion, but with both the Vicentis, they submitted to Tony because he was the man they felt safe with. For Vanessa, more than she ever felt with Vincent, and for Eleanor, for once in her lifetime she was able to give the burden she had been carrying as ice-queen and head of the family to him.
Tony took off his clothes, piled them up in the basket intended for dirty clothes, but which was empty, and without taking a glance into the mirror he stepped into the shower. He relaxed his body and mind under the hot water. For the first time in a long time, his mind switched off. He just existed. His eyes shut, he felt every inch of the water’s impact on his body and focused on it. He palmed the wall and moved his head around the stream, letting it hit his wide back.
The shower glass slid open and he heard someone entering. He didn’t move, but kept stretching his neck. Suddenly he felt two hands on his shoulders, rubbing the softly and moving to his chest as two pointy nipples of two firm tits rested against his back. He sighed at the feeling and welcomed it. The hands were rubbing against his chest, massaging it lightly, and began moving lower slowly, past his stomach and wrapped around his already erect iron shaft. He moaned at the touch and the hands began teasing his dick, massaging the head.
Tony groaned, not able to tolerate this torture and turned around, ready to grab the female body and wanting to lift her up against the wall. But he was frozen. Emily was smiling up at him, her wet blonde hair was darker in appearance than usual. She had a great body, but the age showed and unlike his mother, Emily didn’t work out as much and this negligence caused for some wrinkles. Tony didn’t mind them. They aided her attractiveness further. She was gorgeous, not like his mother or sister, but in a different and own unique way.
“Your mother told me to join you.” She spoke sheepishly, her eyes avoiding his gaze.
Tony smiled. Despite all the events, Eleanor was still cunning and strategic.
He mumbled something but Emily couldn’t decipher it. And she furrowed her brows and before she could respond, Tony closed the gap between them and his lips were passionately claiming hers. Emily moaned, her nipples hardening at the feeling of her boss’ hard body against her voluptuous one and noticed a tingle down at her pussy.
“Tony, wait.” Emily whispered out of breath. She wanted to continue the kiss as much as he did. The feeling of his hot tongue claiming the inside of her mouth and marking it with his saliva, biting her lips. She never wanted it to stop. But the feeling of his dick pressing against her pussy alarmed her.
She realised his irritation and before he could react, she dropped to her knees and wrapped her hands around his dick once again, feeling it up and stroking it softly at first. She looked up at him and his domineering eyes waited for her. She knew what he wanted.
Emily Van der Woven licked her lips, moved her hair back and held it up for Tony to grab, which he did immediately. She put her tongue out and licked the thick purple head, looking as if it was about to explode from anger. She heard her boss moan and saw him rest his head at the sensation her tongue produced.
She loved seeing him squirm and continued licking his cock with great talent, from the base around his member and to the head, popping it into her mouth and began to suck hardly. Tony Marinetti groaned, gripping her hair tighter. She put her hands around him, on his ass, and gave him a handless blowjob, feeling his dick ravaging her mouth and breaking every limit as it entered her throat. It was a sexy scene. The woman was enjoying giving him this pleasure as much as he enjoyed receiving it. He held the back of her head in place and began pushing his cock into her mouth as he pleased, deeper and deeper, until he heard Emily gag. Then he would ease up a little, rubbing his head against the inside of her cheeks, lightly tapping it against her lips, seeing her smile and letting her pop the top inside again, sucking tightly. It was heaven.
Tony whispered nonsense as the pleasure was unreal, and pulled his hard and wet dick out of the alluring mouth that was willing to deepthroat him. He pulled on her hair and elevated her to her feet. Tony groaned as he turned her around against the wall and Emily accommodated by presenting her plum ass to him, legs wide. She pulled her ass cheeks apart and looked back at him, seeing his mesmerised expression. She egged him on by shaking her ass from side to side.
He put his dick against her pussy lips, rubbing it up and down for a few strokes and then entered her wet insides completely. Emily moaned loudly as his large member stretched out her pussy, feeling it against her walls. He began fucking her. Deep and slow. Reaching around, his hand cupped a full tit and he lowered his mouth into the nape of her neck, licking it. He pulled her back towards him and she turned her face to him. Tony captured her lips with his own, tongue fighting hers. The pace quickened, passion heightened and need peaked. All the pent up emotion and lust was being unleashed.