Downtown Love (18+) - Chapter 13: Chapter 13

POV: Vito
My heart was pounding after I had closed her door. I clenched my heart and breathed to calm myself down. I had to remind myself that I was a mafia. If I even slightly start having feelings for her, it wouldn't end well. Enemies would try to use her against me or even worse. Even when I tried to talk myself out of falling for her, my heart kept giving reasons to try. I paced back, and forth in the corridor before I knocked on her door. She opened the door and gave a small smile.
"I'm sorry for making things awkward," She said.
"No! You're completely fine, it wasn't awkward for me at all."
"Oh, alright..." It got awkward till I grabbed onto her hand and took her into the garage.
"Where are you taking me, Vito?"
"Let's go on a late-night ride to clear our minds." At first, she was very tense, but when I said that she loosened up and let me take her into my car. We started driving, and I saw the wind blow her short hair around, and the stars reflect in her eyes. I can see her broken heart and pain through her eyes, and my heart wanted nothing more than to reach out, pick up the pieces, and put them together as best as possible.
She was always so calm and, but yet her presence is so badass. She spoke very little, but she made it count. She always spoke her mind, you could tell by her words that she has power, drive, and perseverance. After everything she has been through, she still has the heart to smile through another day. I need that power that she's holding. Nothing is more beautiful than she. I started to space out once I started thinking about what a powerful mafia couple we'd be.
I closed my eyes then opened them to her vibing with the frequency of the earth. It was so calm and relaxing. I wanted it to last forever, but it was interrupted by an incoming deer passing by. I slammed the break cause both of us to jerk forward abruptly. It startled us both, but then we were calm again. I looked into her eyes, and she looked at me back. She touched my face, and it felt like she was touching my soul. She then told me that even though I have made many suffer, I was a pure spirit. I smiled at her and told her she was a goddess. She smiled sheepishly at me then hit my arm.
"You think I'd be a good goddess?" Then our conversation redirected into astrology and Greek mythology. Everything was going well until a car with bright headlights started flashing in my eyes, blocking our vision. The crazy thing was the car was coming right at us. The car started speeding up and almost hit us, but I swerved, hoping I went the right way. The car that was coming at us hit a tree while my car started hurtling towards a large lake. It all happened in slow motion as Maisha grabbed my hands. I grabbed her back. We flew right into the water and sank quickly.
"I can't swim, Vito, I can't swim." The car started filling with water as we desperately tried not to drown. Maisha was slipping away slowly as I tried to get us out of the car. I kept punching the top of the car till I made a hole big enough for us to escape from, water started rushing into the car and almost drowned us, but I managed to get the power to swim up. Blood trickled down from my fist enhancing the color of the water. Before I could even celebrate with her, she was already knocked out cold. I swam upholding Maisha in my arms. We got back to the grass, and the first thing I did was perform CPR on her. I ripped open her PJ top and started doing comprehensions on her. I brought my lips to her and blew air into her lifeless body.
"Please... don't go." After a few more minutes of CPR, she finally coughed up all the water.
"You've saved my life again."
"No, you saved me, Maisha." Suddenly flashlights started hitting me, and Maisha as we were trying to get back up to the main road.
"They are alive you idiots, get them!!" A voice shouted. Immediately after that statement bullets started flying. We both looked at each other and pulled out our backup guns.
"Rule number five; a mafia never goes out without their gun on them." We both repeat we hide behind the trees for coverage. I looked at Maisha like she was crazy and snatched the gun from her.
"Your too weak!" She snatched it back from me.
"I'm hurt... but my trigger finger isn't." I looked at her and let her keep her gun. She was shooting slowly, but she never missed.
"We need back up, or we're good as dead."
"They are coming carina, don't worry it'll be any second now." I grabbed Maisha's hand and pulled her behind a thick tree. My back was against the tree while her exposed chest is against mine. The only thing between us is our handguns. We both breathed heavily as we look into each other's eyes. We're both sweaty, out of breath, and wet from almost drowning in a lake. None of those factors seem to stop my stomach from fluttering, my brain from rampant thoughts of my lips on her body, and my heart from beating like crazy.
We stay put for a few seconds more, and when the second I hear tires screech. I cover Misha's ears to shield her from the loud sound of my men's fire machine guns and the bullets busting holes in the enemy. Our gaze was still intense and wild as everything around us was going up. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"It's over. You and your wife can come out now."
"Real funny, JJ, I will rip your teeth clean from your mouth."
"You adore me too much boss. There is one person we kept alive, but he won't talk."
"None of them talk until I start burning their skin. Bring me to him, I wanna chat." I could feel blood trickling down my leg and arms, but I didn't say a word. My main man led me to a guy chained to my Jeep, refusing to give information.
"Bring her into your car JJ, give her blankets and new clothes before she catches a cold. I can handle this one."
"No. I'm not a little innocent girl, Vito. I'm a grown woman who has a mafia family just like you." JJ looked at me then I signaled him to let her go.
"Don't do anything irrational."
"That's my middle name, baby." A wave of butterflies came over me when she called my baby, I needed to turn on my mafia mode, so I would be taken seriously. I walked over to the man, and he immediately started speaking. I put my hands in my pockets and kicked his face left and right. Then took my foot and pinned his head against the Jeep with it.
"You do not speak unless spoken to. Do you understand me, stronzo?" He nodded at me. Maisha started twitching behind me, but I'd didn't think much of it.
"Ugh, you got my brand new shoes dirty. Clean them." I took my foot off his head so he could take his one free arm and clean up my shoe.
"Much better, now I will ask some simple questions, and if you value your life and your loved ones, you'd answer the questions." I put my foot back on his head and smeared my foot on his forehead. He nodded and adjusted his position.
"Who sent you and your little buddies to attack me?"
"Deez."
"Who the hell is deez?"
"Deez nuts." He spits in my face and proceeded to laugh. I took out my knife and heated it with my lighter, then slit right above his wrist. I pressed the hot knife against his wound. He started screaming and begging for mercy.
"Real funny. Now you know what's even funnier than you? When you die of blood loss. Don't you EVER, in your short worthless life span, disrespect me again. You know what? I won't even let you get the chance. Take him to The Butcher."
"No, no, no, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! I'll tell you everything!"
"Tell me now."
"It was that girl's brother who told me to do this! It was the Dhar mafia! He sent me to kill you and her because he doesn't want y'all to know that her father is alive and is holding him hostage in their own house for the past years. He's been training an army to prepare for war against your mafia since he abducted his dad. All he wants is to take over your land to expand his cartelo."
"Good boy. Now take him to The Butcher."
"Wait I, told you everything I knew!
"Your right and I'm a man of my word, but if this is a trap or any kind of stick up you'll be going to The Butcher and your family will never hear from you. Do you understand?"
"Yes! Yes!"
"Now pack you and your family things, my men will take you into a private location until everything is over."
"Thank you, Mr. Vito sir." I grabbed Maisha's hand and walked away to our car.
"You handled that well for someone who was spit on and insulted. Not gonna lie here, Vito you fell right for the trick though."
"I'm sorry, I've never heard that joke before. Your dad taught me everything I know to be a fair and well-balanced man. I owe him everything."
"So your only taking care of me because you owe him?"
"No. I'm doing this because I enjoy being bossed around by a badass chick helping me kick some ass."
"Oh really, so if I wasn't me, then you would've helped me?"
"Yes, because that's what a well-mannered mafia does. Now let's go save your dad from your brother."
We got to the house, and Maisha went up to her room to change her clothes and shower. I walked up to my room and fell on my bed on my arm and leg forgetting, I had just been shot. I took off the wet clothes and examined my body. I was only grazed by the bullets but they were still pretty deep. I grabbed my stitches kit and sat on my bed. Before I could even stitch myself up, I heard a knock on my door.
"Who is it?"
"Maisha."
"Give me a second." Maisha then barraged in before I could hide the stitching kit. She looked at me then back down at the kit.
"You idiot. Why didn't you say you were hit?! Let me see." She came over and grabbed my arms. and examined the wound.
"Well. sorry, I couldn't find the right time to. You kind of DROWNED, and we both almost died. I'm fine. Maisha." She mocked me then continued to clean the wound so it would be ready to stitch up.
"You were so worried about me that you didn't even take care of yourself. Now, look at you. Bleeding." She grabbed the needle and medical thread and started sowing my wounds together. She then grabbed onto my thigh keeping her eyes on me while slowly descending my leg to my wound. My breath hitched and I tried to keep my face stone cold. She didn't even have to say anything to me. Her eye contact was enough to drive me insane. I wanted those same eyes she used to drive me insane to be looking at me through a mirror when I praise her and tell her how pretty she looks being my little slut.
She finished stitching up the wound on my legs and gripped my thighs again and helped herself back up. I looked at her in her eyes and she got close to my lips just to whisper that she finished patching me up. I was so thankful for the strength I was given to not pin her down and eat her out until she can't even fathom words anymore. I wanted to do so many bad things with her. I clenched my jaw and fist and tried to think pure thoughts.
"What's your plan to get my dad back?"
"I plan to lay low for now till the heat dies down. Your brother probably has all his men out guarding and on high alert. If we wait a few weeks he'll think that he is in the clear and once he steps out of his home. It's end game."
"I don't think we should wait that long though because what if he kills my father."
"He's kept him alive for years now, it wouldn't make sense that he kills him off. He's using your dad as leverage against us. If you map out your land for us then we can take care of the rest."
"Let's hope your right."
A few weeks had passed, and the plan was all set up and ready to be launched. Like I had predicted her brother thought there wasn't a threat anymore and took down security. All my men were strapped and loaded. Maisha then came down the stairs looking like a queen. She has a black blazer on, with a satin button-up shirt that showed her nicely rounded chest, and black flare dress pants. Her hair was in a tight bun and was being held up with a long pin. My eyes switched back and forth from her to my men who were staring too hard for my liking. I smacked the heads of two of them, and everyone else heads immediately faced forward.
"Let's kick some ass shall we." Before hopping into the designated cars we debriefed the plan one last time, then headed over to the Dhar family mansion.
"We do not shoot to kill, we shoot to disable. If a man is coming at your with his fist, you don't pull out your gun you have to fight with your fist also. If a man is shooting at you, you shoot to disable. If you are in a dire situation and it's you or him. Shoot him, but if I find out one of my men shot to kill. You will be sleeping with fish. Capisce?"
"Yes, boss."
"Now, let's go." I hopped into my hummer truck and rode over to Maisha's house.
"Why do you stay in the mafia?" I was quiet for a few seconds since she asked the questions out of the blue, but eventually, I answered.
"It's all I've ever known, it's really hard to dig yourself out once you've already gone in. You should know that best. You tried and failed."
"Then what was your dream before being thrown into mafia work?"
"What is up with the questions. Are you the cops or somethin?"
"I just wanna know."
"I wanted to save lives as a surgeon."
"That's no surprise to me. You never shoot to kill, You know your anatomy very well, and even when it comes down to compassion deep down you still have some."
"Yeah, whatever. Can't have much of that being a mafia can you now."
"What happens after we get my dad back?"
"Live your life as you did before, Maisha."
"What if I don't want to live in a world where I'm not right next to you?" I looked over at her quickly just to make sure she was being serious, and she was being dead serious.
"Wh-what do you mean."
"Nevermind then." I knew exactly what she meant, but my mind couldn't take the thought that maybe she liked me. It stayed silent for the rest of the ride until we pulled up close to the house, and the plan began. I regret not finishing that conversation, but there were more important things in front of us at the moment. She had never left my side and always assisted me in the fights till we got to her brother's room. I was informed through my walkie-talkie that her dad had been rescued, all of the men were out cold, and the only person left was Maisha's brother.
Before we walked in I looked at Maisha knowing that this was most likely going to be our last time seeing each other since our mafias ruled over separate territories. She looked at me, then grabbed my face and kissed my lips. I pulled her by her waist so that we were closer together. She pulled her lips away from mines and caressed my face.
"Mi sono innamorato di te, Vito, non di chi sei."
( I fell in love with you, Vito, not who you are ). Before another word could be said, she busts through the door and holds her gun to the back of her brother's head.
Maisha's POV
"benvenuta sorella."
(Welcome sister.)
"stai zitto stronzo."
(Shut the hell up asshole.)
"I didn't think you'd make it out of Marco's house alive. Say hello to an old friend." Marco then steps out of the dark, and my heart sinks. Merda (shit). My brother then pulls my gun out of my hand flips me on his desk. I grab my back out of pain and tried to hold back tears. Marco then grabs me by the leg and flicks me to the floor.
"It's been a while. Oh, how I missed beating you, just like the old days." I got up and got in a fighting position even though the pain was shooting through my back. I pulled back my suit and let my hair down. I flicked the hairpin, and it turned into a staff. Even though I was born in India, I don't remember anything about it. I've had an Italian lifestyle since the time I remember and even though I know I'll never be a part of them. It's still who I am instead. I wanted to honor the women who have fought in my homeland. They used swords, bows and arrows, and staffs to fight those who have wrong them. Now it is my turn.
I swung the staff at Marco and hit him in the face. His backup startled me but then started swinging his knife at me.
"Why do we have to fight carina (baby). Remember the old days when I had you pinned down to the bed, and you were begging me to stop? Oh, what a turn-on. Just thinking about it right now it makes me hard like a rock, and you wanna know the best part? It's when you were crying underneath me begging me to stop. Your tears just made me want to fuck you harder. Be that good girl now and cry me a river while I fuck you like a bitch." He thought his words were going to break me down and make me weaker, but they fueled my anger and made me faster and stronger.
"That poor girl you are referring to is gone, Marco. The only thing that will be touching the floor today is your cold body. I'm your WORST nightmare dressed like a BAD bitch."
"Look who gains confidence and thinks she's the shit."
"Me, and what about it."
"Goodness, you act toughly but your just a pussy."
"Thanks. At least my pussy has power, unlike your weak ass dick. Not to mention it was so small it kept slipping out. Your talk is big, but that dick is small. Talk to me nice fish lips, or lower your tone." He got silent and frustrated and started attacking me faster but kept missing.
"What's wrong, micro dick?! I mean Marco. Can't fight back?" I knocked Marco down on the ground, and I clicked my staff twice, and they split into two staffs with spears at the end. Right as I was about to stab Marco I heard a gun cock. I looked over to see Vito holding a knife against my brother's head and my brother pointing a gun at me.
"If you or Marco makes any sudden move, I will spill your blood."
"If your little girlfriend moves, I'll disable her." I looked at Vito then back at my brother. I took my spears and stabbed Marco in both of his legs. Marco screamed out of pain while Vito screamed at me for moving. My brother shot at me, but nothing came out because he had hit a blank. Vito then realized what was going on and knocked out my brother before he could realize that he had picked up my gun which was empty instead of his full gun.
Vito ran over to me and picked me up, and hugged me.
"MERDA! PERCHE' DEVI ESSERE COSI' AVVENTATO?! PENSAVO DI AVERTI PERSO! Pensavo di averti perso senza dirti come mi sento." ( SHIT! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO RECKLESS?! I THOUGHT I HAD LOST YOU! I thought I lost you without telling you how I feel.)
"scusa." Vito never let me go as we walked out of my house and to a location where my dad was. Once I and my father's eyes meet, he let me go so I could run into my father's arms. He held my head in his chest and kissed my forehead. I held on for so long while he was gone. I kept every lingering thought, scream, and weakness to myself. When I saw him, I couldn't even contain myself. After so many years it was all over. I didn't have to endure anything more, and I could just let it all go. All the burdens lifted from me and floated away as I cried in my dad's arms.
After all the restorations and welcomes, it was now time for everyone to go our separate ways. I didn't even dare look at Vito because I was afraid he would look in my eyes and see the sorrow that sat behind them.
"You know I heard you two were serious trouble when brought together." My dad said.
"Like fire and dry grass." Vito chuckled.
"Maybe... Maisha could stay with you. If it wasn't for you and my daughter. I still would've been under Marco's and my own son's foot."
"I mean, it's really up to her." Vito looked my way with desperate puppy eyes. No matter how stoic I was my heart always told me the truth. I was truly in love with him, and I don't think I could leave him now.
"It doesn't sound like a bad idea to me." My dad clapped his hands and smiled at both of us. Even though we just got him back, I know he'd feel happier if he knew I was safe with Vito and Vito was safe with me. I kiss my father goodbye and promise to visit him tomorrow to make sure he settles in well. For now, he has all his loyal men and servants to help him. I hop in Vito's car, and it's just pure awkwardness, not a single word spoken during that whole ride. It's not until we got back to the mansion and he led me into his room.
"Are you sure you don't want me in another room or something?"
"Never." He started taking off his clothing in front of me, and right before he could take off his shorts he took his towel and went to the bathroom to shower. I was confused, but yet so intrigued. I changed out of my clothing and just wore one of his robes and laid in his bed waiting for my turn to shower. He finally got out, and water was sliding down his muscles. I got up, and my eyes were glued to him. He knew I was looking but decided to walk past me without a word, two can play that game. I walked up to him and slowly and gave him a seductive stare. I started undoing my robe, and I pulled it so that he could see almost everything. He looked at me fiercely as I slowly walked over and past him.
He grabbed my arm before I could go into the bathroom, and the lust was almost palpable. I grabbed his face and teased him as I hovered over his lips. I came closer and pressed my body against his and slowly using my thigh to rub against his dick. It was getting so hot, and I almost lost myself in the heat as he started breathing heavily and his breath shaky. He lifted me and laid light kisses on my collar bone, and I let my robe fall so that was chest was exposed to him. He had the facial expression of a person who just won the lottery as he stared.
"You are so beautiful," he whispered.
He started teasing around my nipples laying tiny wet kisses avoiding the point that made me weak. Then I remembered I had to resist to be able to win the game. I pulled his face away from my chest and near my face, and right before my lips could touch his I whispered,
"I'm going to shower now." His face was priceless. I jumped down, adjust my robe, then speed walk into the bathroom and lock the door. I could hear the devastation and frustration as he slammed cabinets open and shut. Even though I felt accomplished, that didn't stop the thumping and throbbing that he had caused. I slowly touch myself and add pressure as I slide down to feel my wet hole. I shivered and let out the smallest moan. I could feel my walls pulsing for more, and the sad part was I couldn't.
Vito's POV
I was so sexually frustrated that I couldn't help but throw stuff around and slam doors. I tried to calm myself and get my hardness to go away but when I closed my eyes, I saw her exposed chest and her nipples pressed against my lips. I felt like I was going to nut in my pants. I grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly to get the image of her out of my head, but the flashbacks were too overwhelming. I slowly ran the pillow down my length and muffled my whimper. I knew I had to get her back and good. After, her being in the shower for 45 minutes. I managed to calm myself. I just laid in bed devising an amazing plan.
The next morning comes around and starts my plan starts. I wake up earlier then head to my gym. I made sure to tell the maid to make sure when Maisha wakes up, to send her to where I was. It was a win-win for me because I was able to tease her and get in a good workout. After an hour one of the other maids had informed me that Maisha was awake and coming down. I quickly took off my shirt and sprayed water on my chest, put on my gray shorts, and started lifting. She walked down the stairs ready to play because right when the maid left she dropped her robe and revealed her real outfit.
She wore laced-up lingerie that was dark black. I already knew she was going to be the one to ruin my life. She looked at me up and down then back down to my shorts.
"I'm up here." Her eyes snapped back to mine, and at first, she looked worried then all the worry faded away. She walked in like a lion ready to pounce on prey. I stopped lifting and looked at her dead in her eyes and let down my hair. She came closer then sat on my lap. Once her thighs touched mines my body was already getting excited. I sat up and pulled her closer so that she was aligned with my dick and as I did a small sound left her mouth. I smirked at her knowing this was a perfect time.
I could feel myself growing underneath her heat, and she tried to push herself up so that my bulge wouldn't press up against her clit, but I kept her still. She bit her lip knowing that I had just trapped her. I take my hand and start rubbing her face gently.
"Now open wide for me, kitten." She gulps and opens her mouth slowly, and I take my thumb and press down on her tongue. She licks my thumb, and I take my finger out of her mouth and slide it up her bra. I rubbed and gently twisted her nipple causing her to twitch. She kissed me to try to distract me from focusing on her nipples, but it didn't work. We made out so gently, and I could feel her getting hotter, and her wetness was starting to soak onto my shorts. She grinned on me causing the both of us to moan in one another's mouths. I spanked her, and she twitched with pleasure.
"Don't move unless I say so." I continue to play with her nipples, make out with her, and slowly starting playing with her inner thighs making circles then proceeding into her panties. She gasped as she kissed me. She looks down to find my hand in her panties teasing the top of her clit. Her breath hitched and her voice was started to quiver. She started kissing me aggressively as I rubbed her clit in circles.
I flipped her over so that she was on the bottom and I had easier access to her. I kissed her then worked my one finger into her hole. She gasped and held onto my shoulder. I looked down at her, and it wasn't out of pleasure she was gasping. I look into her eyes, and all I can see is fear.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Maisha. I- I'm a horrible person." She looks at me without saying another word. I quickly get myself together and grab my things and leave. I can't believe I just made her feel that way. I felt so horrible, I felt like jumping off of a bridge. I ran into my study and closed the door behind me. I sat in my chair, and I felt numb. My heart was pounding and I felt more of a criminal than I ever have in my entire life. That's saying something since I'm a whole mafia and kill people for a living. It hit me that I just made the one I love feel fearful. I hit myself until someone came banging on the door. I didn't even want to look at anyone. The door busted open, and it was Maisha.
"I-it's not you. I promise. It's just the position you put me in... reminded me of then. I- I don't mind when you touch me or if we, you know... do it, but I just don't want to be on the bottom."
"No, I'm sorry I can't help but think I'll hurt you again."
"Vito. You can't hurt me, you're the one I love and trust. My flashbacks have nothing to do with you. You're the one that I want. I want you in me, Vito."
"Fuck, don't say that."
"Why not." She walked up to me and sat on my lap again, and started grinding against me and kissing my neck. I started moaning in her ear and whimpered and repeated that she needed me. I was getting so weak. I held her hips causing her to stop grinding against me. She came up to my ear and whispered:
"Tell me what I gotta do to make you mine for a lifetime." After that one of my men busted into my study. I covered Maisha stared him down.
"I'm sorry to intrude boss, but it's an emergency." I sent him away without a word because I knew my voice would tremble.
"W-we'll finish after this, ok?"
"I decide when we finish, not you big boy." She grabbed her robe and shoes and walked out like she wasn't just whimpering on my lap, but I do have a hard spot for a dominant woman. She left, and I immediately changed into a suit and joined a video call with another mafia who was nearby. The meeting lasted for about 45 minutes and was about to end when the temptress herself walked in wearing a sexy office woman outfit. She walked up to my desk and threw everything off except for my computer.
"I hope I'm not late for work boss." She let down her hair and sat right in front of me. I shifted in my seat and tried too hard to focus on getting through the rest of the call.
She then pulled out a vibrator that was disguised as lipstick and pressed it against her clit. She moaned out and continue to play with herself in front of me on top of my desk. I watched as her walls pulsed and her pussy getting wetter, and her word was getting more incomprehensible. She got down from my desk, then crawled underneath, and started rubbing her face against the bulge in my pants she unzipped my pants and unleashed my hard dick.
She pulled it out, then looked up at me and deep-throated my entire length into her mouth. I pretended like I was coughing, but I screamed into my hand. She looked up at me as she licked my tip. I squirmed in my seat as she continued sucking. I whispered to her to have mercy on me, but she continued to pleasure me from underneath my desk.
"Are you ok Mr. Vito, you seem paranoid." I unmuted my mic, and she understood that, but she kept sucking.
"Is. This. Meeting. Over." I struggled to make the words come out of my mouth without them being able to detect the weakness in my voice.
"Y-e" I didn't even let him finish confirming before I shut my computer and threw it across the room. I stop suppressing my moans and whimpers as I am at my climax and ready to bust right in her mouth. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her off me before I nut in her mouth. She hit my hand and finish the job with her hands making me cum on her face. I breathed heavily as I tried to catch my breath. I looked down at her, and she licked the cum that was near her mouth.
"What a good boy."
I picked her up and set her down on my desk, I got on my knees then started giving her a taste of her own medicine. Her body started shrinking away, but I pulled her close as I let my tongue twist on her throbbing clit. Even when she pushed my head away I continued to suck her fast. Her juices spread across my chin and upper lip as she started bucking her hips towards me. She grabbed a fist full of my hair and face fucked me. I just let her do her thing till she was at her climax, then I took back over. I stopped sucking her, and she looked down at me with so much distress.
"Why did you stop." She said between breaths.
"Because I decide when we finish, not your kitten." I grabbed the vibrating lipstick and put it in her hole and lifted her and put her on my chest. She whined and whimpered as I ate her out and slowly twisted the vibrating lipstick inside her. She started slobbering, her legs were shaking, and her toes curled up tightly. Seeing her in this state made me hard again and made it hard to stay in one place.
"Ngh- please don't stop, please don't." When she begged me not to stop I felt so euphoric. I wanted to speed up, but I took my time so she could have quality time as I did. She started banging on the desk and whimpering as she came. She grabbed me then started kissing me then pulled me closer by my pants.
"I want you." She panted
"I want you too, but you have to promise me to continue going to therapy again."
"I promise now fuck me you buzzkill." She ripped open my shirt and undid hers too. I sucked on her nipples then proceeded to kiss her neck as I slowly inserted myself in her.
"Wait... I wanna be in this position." She propped her hands on my desk and put on leg up.
"Are you sure... because this position put you on the bottom."
"I'm sure." I trusted her decision once I worked myself in I slowly stroked her and she already was moaning. I held her leg up to support her, then kissed up her back slowly then proceeded to leave love bites on her shoulders. Her legs trembled as I started speeding up. I took my other hand and started playing with her clit as she took my length. She grabbed onto my tie pulling me closer to her and whispered.
"Love me harder." I made a firm grip on her leg that I was holding up and repositioned my fingers that were playing with her clit so that I was right at the ball of her pleasure. She adjusted her grip on my tie and I just went in. Tugged on my tie begging for me to go deeper as both lost composure. Even though I had already come I made sure she finished then I brought her over to the couch in my study so we could both lay down and admire each other.