Mafia's Redemption: Terzo - Chapter 107: Chapter 107
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                    DANI
“Terzo.” His name slipped from my lips like warm honey. One word, my breath caught in my throat, and my heart began thumping like a drum in a marching band. I opened my mouth to speak, not knowing what I was going to say, but I had to shut my mouth.
The three remained silent, even Celestina hadn’t said anything, equally surprised as I was.
“Dani, my wife, sweetheart,” he said those four words as he stepped out of the elevator and cut me off with a kiss— not just a kiss. The kind of kiss that felt like your life depended on it. It was a kiss of desperation, longing, and desire.
He cupped the back of my head with one large hand, and the other went to my small back. He kissed like he’d been anticipating it with hunger and craving in there. He kissed me with the same intensity as the night we last spent time together.
Everything— from the day we met flashed back in my head like reels. I clung to him, melted into him, and I responded as I meant it.
“Guys, this is Türkiye. You’re kissing outside the elevator, in the hallway. Get a room.” It was Celestina, but I was too caught up in the moment to even care.
Terzo deepened the kiss, moved his hand on to my ass. Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I didn’t know how we ended up inside the apartment so fast. I couldn’t care less.
The kiss became far more intense. I pressed my body close to him, but it wasn’t enough. I was like a cat in heat. I wanted to feel him everywhere, feel the hard muscles against my palm, against my skin. I wanted to feel him inside me. I would beg if I had to.
As if he read my thoughts, he broke the kiss with a groan and put me on my feet, peeled off his suit jacket, throwing it on the floor carelessly. Then I fumbled to unbutton his shirt, making him chuckle.
“Allow me.” He helped himself while I was busy undoing his belt, zipping down his pants, and dropping them with his boxers. His hard cock sprung free.
He hissed as I wrapped my hand around it. It jerked in my grip, and I began stroking it. He cupped my head and kissed me again, with one hand sliding under my dress, pulling my panties down, gliding his finger between my wet folds.
A simple stroke ignited every nerve-ending in my body causing a surge of wetness in my pussy. I moaned into his mouth, clinging to him.
He pulled back, breaking the kiss. We were both breathing hard. “I need to be inside you. I want you so—”
I didn’t let him finish his words, I was already climbing onto him. His cock pressed against my aching core, but I was desperate to feel it rubbing against my clit, in my entrance, coating it with my arousal. So I rocked my hips.
He groaned again, pulling back. “This would be hard and fast.” His words alone made me shudder in anticipation. He carried me and pressed me against the wall. My wall decor shook, and he wasn’t even inside me yet.
“There.” I pointed to my right. He took me to the window. “No. The wall. It’s concrete.”
He grunted at my instruction, making me chuckle. When I looked at him, his eyes narrowed at me. I thought he was mad, but he wasn’t. He positioned himself at my entrance. I could feel my clit pulsing as he rubbed his tip against it.
I whimpered as I ached for more. Without warning, he plunged inside me. I gasped at the sensation, and he groaned my name.
I arched my back, pushing my aching breasts through my bra and dress against his naked chest.
I braced myself. Then he moved his hips, rocking into me relentlessly. He wasn’t kidding when he said it would be hard and fast. His hips pistoned like a race car engine.
I ignored the sharp pain as I was stretched in this position. It also felt good that I bit my bottom lip to stifle my moan.
“I fucking miss you, Dani. I fucking miss this, I miss us. I miss everything about you,” he said breathlessly. His words soothed my ego. I felt special and loved.
I gasped at the sensation and the friction of his cock rubbing against my inner walls. I grind my hips, sending pleasure through me.
Picking up his speed, he fucked me hard and fast. My spine pressed against the wall that might bruise my back. I couldn’t care less right now.
I bit his shoulder to muffle my cry as he brought me to my orgasm. My pussy clenched around his cock as waves of pleasure washed through me.
Terzo growled like a feral animal as he thrust and emptied inside me. I tensed, forgetting something important that could jeopardize whatever it was we had right now.
“What’s wrong?” He helped me get on my feet.
I wouldn’t look right into his face. So I picked up my panties and ran into my room to the bathroom. I took a deep breath, contemplating how to break the news to him.
I took off my clothes, cleaned up, and put on my robe. When I came out, he was there, standing with his pants on.
The way he looked at me, so dark and dangerous, made me nervous as if he knew something that he let on. “Are you going to tell me?”
Shit. I briefly closed my eyes.
“Tell you what?” I went to my closet and picked up pajamas. I forgot I was hungry until my stomach growled.
“That we’re having a baby.”
Shit.
Fuck.
I froze. I didn’t know how to answer him. This was not how I imagined telling him.
How did he know? Of course, he knew. I admired his instinct. Sometimes I thought he was some kind of Jedi.
“Dani!”
Startled, I closed my eyes to take a deep breath before I went on wearing my pajamas.
“Just fucking answer me. Are you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?” I got it he was pissed off but I didn’t like how he approached things.
Once I was fully clothed, I faced him with the same intensity of his anger. “If I hadn’t known that my depo was more than three months already when we last slept together, I thought you were trying to knock me up. I remember the look on Celestina’s face when I mentioned the clinic. And to answer your question, no.”
“What the fuck, Dani! That’s my child.” He was clearly offended. Pain crossed his face as he swallowed hard.
I rolled my eyes. “What I was trying to say is I’m not going to fly to Italy and tell you, hey, you knocked me up, so what now? You know I was the one who left, but I wished every day since I found out that I was pregnant that somehow you would come looking for me so that I could tell you that we’re having a baby.”
His features softened, and guilt flashed in his eyes.
“So, here we are. Yay. We’re gonna be parents.” My tone came out more sarcastic than humorous.
He shot me a glare. Before he could say a word. He yelped and looked down. Milo was rubbing his fur against Terzo’s foot. “What the fuck? You have a cat.”
                
            
        “Terzo.” His name slipped from my lips like warm honey. One word, my breath caught in my throat, and my heart began thumping like a drum in a marching band. I opened my mouth to speak, not knowing what I was going to say, but I had to shut my mouth.
The three remained silent, even Celestina hadn’t said anything, equally surprised as I was.
“Dani, my wife, sweetheart,” he said those four words as he stepped out of the elevator and cut me off with a kiss— not just a kiss. The kind of kiss that felt like your life depended on it. It was a kiss of desperation, longing, and desire.
He cupped the back of my head with one large hand, and the other went to my small back. He kissed like he’d been anticipating it with hunger and craving in there. He kissed me with the same intensity as the night we last spent time together.
Everything— from the day we met flashed back in my head like reels. I clung to him, melted into him, and I responded as I meant it.
“Guys, this is Türkiye. You’re kissing outside the elevator, in the hallway. Get a room.” It was Celestina, but I was too caught up in the moment to even care.
Terzo deepened the kiss, moved his hand on to my ass. Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I didn’t know how we ended up inside the apartment so fast. I couldn’t care less.
The kiss became far more intense. I pressed my body close to him, but it wasn’t enough. I was like a cat in heat. I wanted to feel him everywhere, feel the hard muscles against my palm, against my skin. I wanted to feel him inside me. I would beg if I had to.
As if he read my thoughts, he broke the kiss with a groan and put me on my feet, peeled off his suit jacket, throwing it on the floor carelessly. Then I fumbled to unbutton his shirt, making him chuckle.
“Allow me.” He helped himself while I was busy undoing his belt, zipping down his pants, and dropping them with his boxers. His hard cock sprung free.
He hissed as I wrapped my hand around it. It jerked in my grip, and I began stroking it. He cupped my head and kissed me again, with one hand sliding under my dress, pulling my panties down, gliding his finger between my wet folds.
A simple stroke ignited every nerve-ending in my body causing a surge of wetness in my pussy. I moaned into his mouth, clinging to him.
He pulled back, breaking the kiss. We were both breathing hard. “I need to be inside you. I want you so—”
I didn’t let him finish his words, I was already climbing onto him. His cock pressed against my aching core, but I was desperate to feel it rubbing against my clit, in my entrance, coating it with my arousal. So I rocked my hips.
He groaned again, pulling back. “This would be hard and fast.” His words alone made me shudder in anticipation. He carried me and pressed me against the wall. My wall decor shook, and he wasn’t even inside me yet.
“There.” I pointed to my right. He took me to the window. “No. The wall. It’s concrete.”
He grunted at my instruction, making me chuckle. When I looked at him, his eyes narrowed at me. I thought he was mad, but he wasn’t. He positioned himself at my entrance. I could feel my clit pulsing as he rubbed his tip against it.
I whimpered as I ached for more. Without warning, he plunged inside me. I gasped at the sensation, and he groaned my name.
I arched my back, pushing my aching breasts through my bra and dress against his naked chest.
I braced myself. Then he moved his hips, rocking into me relentlessly. He wasn’t kidding when he said it would be hard and fast. His hips pistoned like a race car engine.
I ignored the sharp pain as I was stretched in this position. It also felt good that I bit my bottom lip to stifle my moan.
“I fucking miss you, Dani. I fucking miss this, I miss us. I miss everything about you,” he said breathlessly. His words soothed my ego. I felt special and loved.
I gasped at the sensation and the friction of his cock rubbing against my inner walls. I grind my hips, sending pleasure through me.
Picking up his speed, he fucked me hard and fast. My spine pressed against the wall that might bruise my back. I couldn’t care less right now.
I bit his shoulder to muffle my cry as he brought me to my orgasm. My pussy clenched around his cock as waves of pleasure washed through me.
Terzo growled like a feral animal as he thrust and emptied inside me. I tensed, forgetting something important that could jeopardize whatever it was we had right now.
“What’s wrong?” He helped me get on my feet.
I wouldn’t look right into his face. So I picked up my panties and ran into my room to the bathroom. I took a deep breath, contemplating how to break the news to him.
I took off my clothes, cleaned up, and put on my robe. When I came out, he was there, standing with his pants on.
The way he looked at me, so dark and dangerous, made me nervous as if he knew something that he let on. “Are you going to tell me?”
Shit. I briefly closed my eyes.
“Tell you what?” I went to my closet and picked up pajamas. I forgot I was hungry until my stomach growled.
“That we’re having a baby.”
Shit.
Fuck.
I froze. I didn’t know how to answer him. This was not how I imagined telling him.
How did he know? Of course, he knew. I admired his instinct. Sometimes I thought he was some kind of Jedi.
“Dani!”
Startled, I closed my eyes to take a deep breath before I went on wearing my pajamas.
“Just fucking answer me. Are you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?” I got it he was pissed off but I didn’t like how he approached things.
Once I was fully clothed, I faced him with the same intensity of his anger. “If I hadn’t known that my depo was more than three months already when we last slept together, I thought you were trying to knock me up. I remember the look on Celestina’s face when I mentioned the clinic. And to answer your question, no.”
“What the fuck, Dani! That’s my child.” He was clearly offended. Pain crossed his face as he swallowed hard.
I rolled my eyes. “What I was trying to say is I’m not going to fly to Italy and tell you, hey, you knocked me up, so what now? You know I was the one who left, but I wished every day since I found out that I was pregnant that somehow you would come looking for me so that I could tell you that we’re having a baby.”
His features softened, and guilt flashed in his eyes.
“So, here we are. Yay. We’re gonna be parents.” My tone came out more sarcastic than humorous.
He shot me a glare. Before he could say a word. He yelped and looked down. Milo was rubbing his fur against Terzo’s foot. “What the fuck? You have a cat.”
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