Mafia's Redemption: Terzo - Chapter 22: Chapter 22

DANI
“Please?” I begged, wanting to get off.
Right now, my ass was in the air. My head was pressed against the pillow, gripping it tightly as the sensation became too much. Terzo hadn’t fucked me with his cock, but I was already writhing, needing to come like the air I breathed.
When I thought he was done finger-fucking me, and I was on my knees as I made him come in my mouth, I was wrong. He barely started.
As he pressed his thumb against the tight ring of my ass, he flicked his tongue into my entrance, sucking and licking with increasing pleasure. The tight muscles reacted against his thorough attention.
I didn’t know I could be more turned on than I felt like I could combust into fire. My body surprised me that an experienced and talented man could make do with myself.
I cried out, and my voice was muffled against the pillow. Jesus, I was going to come again. It felt so good that I didn’t want to let go. I wanted to feel it all day, but at the same time, I wanted his cock buried deep inside me as he fucked me hard until my body went limp.
I whimpered at the loss of his finger and mouth. They were gone. I instantly missed her tongue on my sensitive flesh.
“Look at you, so wild and vulnerable,” he said gruffly and gripped a handful of my hair and pulled it backward, causing my head to tilt back while his other hand was cupping my breast.
I gasped at his sudden roughness.
He then leaned forward and whispered, making me shudder, “You’re driving me crazy, Dani. You’re a good distraction. I’d never been so distracted like this that I lost focus with my master plan.”
As he pressed his lips against my neck and ran his tongue along my skin, I began panting. God, he had no idea how he made me feel.
“I lost myself, too, when I’m with you,” I said between pants. “Please?”
“Oh, yeah, mia bella?”
The moment I felt his rigid cock on my wet pussy, I snapped my head back. The anticipation of him stretching me, filling me, made my head spin. “Please?”
“You don’t have to beg, you have me, take me, all of me.” And just like that, he slammed his cock inside me, I screamed in reckless abandon. Then he withdrew and thrust inside my tightness.
My voice was hoarse. My mouth dried. At this moment, I couldn’t care less who could hear me screaming. I just wanted to feel him and come so violently. I just wanted him all over me, imprinted on my skin, embedded in my soul. That was how badly I wanted him, and I didn’t want it to end.
Terzo became my drug, and I was instantly addicted to him. Though I knew this was toxic and it had to end, right now, all I wanted was for him to make me forget who I was and just get lost in his presence.
I was drowned by my lust and this intoxicating, untamed connection we had. It frightened me.
He began fucking me hard and fast. Every thrust he made, he grunted, and I cried out in pleasure. My heart pumped so hard I thought I was going to have a heart attack.
“You feel so good, my wife. Your pussy is so tight, I want it in my mouth, around my fingers, around my cock. I want all of you.”
I could feel my walls tightening around him at his dirty words. He grunted again as if he was trying to hold back.
When I moaned, pushed my ass back, and twisted my hips, he cursed out loud, “Fuck, woman. Are you trying to kill me?”
It felt like it was a compliment. He was generous and attentive. All I could do was make him feel good, too.
The moment he pressed his finger against my throbbing clit, I jerked and came so hard I thought I would pass out.
“Yes, fucking yes, milk around me. Fuck, your pussy feels so good.”
As I continued gripping, pulsing around him, he began losing it. Three hard strokes, I felt his orgasm barreling down on him. He let go of my hair and hugged me tight, whispering sweet nothings in Italian, and it felt like music to my ears.
Grunting out my name, he came inside me, and we completely forgot about the condom.
Crap.
He caught his breath, collapsed, and pulled me toward him until I lay and rested on his chest.
“Condom.”
“I know. I remembered when I was about to come inside you. Sorry, I lost control. You should see a doctor and get a shot. I don’t like using condoms anymore.” He kissed my forehead and began stroking my back.
It didn’t take long, the ringtone of his phone blasted in the hotel room, making me groan.
“Sorry.” He got up and picked his phone from his jacket. “It’s Lynx from Osmium.” He then answered. “What’s up, Aussie?”
I curled into a ball and blocked whatever he said to the man down under. A few moments later, he came back and kissed me on my exposed shoulder.
“Did you make a plan?”
“They will brief us on the plan. What does that tattoo mean?”
Shit. I thought he didn’t notice it.
“It’s in Arabic. It means, every sun has to set.”
“That sounds deep yet sad.”
I turned and faced him. He looked so menacingly handsome and relaxed, not the brutal, ruthless mafia that people feared. “It means everything has an end. We should enjoy life and live to the fullest because tomorrow is not guaranteed.”
“That’s so true. Once you meet your father, we’re going to the other island. I wanna spend some time with you for a couple of days so we can fuck senseless.”
I couldn’t help but giggle. “Why do I feel like you only invited me to fuck me senseless?”
He smiled, the kind that reached his eyes. He looked so young, and his teeth were unbelievably white and straight, almost like veneers. “You’re irresistible. You’re fucking hot and sweet, and beautiful I want to drink you in.”
“If things go as we plan, of course, I wouldn’t say no to strolling down the beach and fucking under the stars. Where is the island exactly?”
“I’ll tell you later, but we have to get ready. Tomorrow is the day. We’ll plan, then we have dinner. Then I will fuck you again.”
I almost squirmed at that thought of it. My pussy clenched. My face instantly heated. He saw my reaction, rewarding me with a kiss on the lips. “Or I can give one more orgasm before we meet Lynx.”
“I don’t want one. I want more. So we do it later all night long.” I rolled out of bed before I felt wet again.
“Okay, wife.” He got up, too and spanked me in the ass causing me to yelp. “I like your ass.”
“I like all of you, husband.” I winked at him.
The way he smirked at me, I knew he had something in mind, and I couldn’t wait for him to put it into action.