Mafia's Redemption: Terzo - Chapter 52: Chapter 52

TERZO
My words hit differently, gripped through my bones, and poisoned my heart.
Dani felt every word I said. It wasn’t supposed to be overdramatic. It was supposed to be a wish. If something bad happened to me, I didn’t want her to mourn. I wanted her to move on and enjoy her life.
I meant it even if it hurt thinking she was with somebody else, that someone was touching her and calling her mine.
I didn’t give a shit about Humphries because I knew he didn’t deserve Dani. He was an asshole and didn’t know how to respect women. He wanted to be in control and let women worship him like a god, not the other way around. He was nothing without his father’s money and influence.
I lost myself in my thoughts as I let the hot water massage my tense muscles. I felt the exhaustion physically and mentally. My wedding in Las Vegas was still fresh in my head, yet a lot of things happened in between. I couldn’t shake the feeling that a lot worse was about to come.
I didn’t believe in premonition of some sort, but I could feel it in my bones, and it was frightening. This was what happened if you played with fire. Someone was always going to be burned. This time, it was me.
I sucked in a breath as I felt her tiny hands traveling to my chest. “Hey.”
“Hey, you.” I would have invited her if she were awake. After we fucked like crazy and made love after, and she was on her fourth orgasm, she surrendered.
The feeling of her naked breasts pressed against my back, my cock twitched instantly. It grew even harder, it hurt as she moved her hand down my abdomen. The anticipation of her stroking me made my blood rush to my head.
My excitement died as if the water just switched icy cold, that had me shuddering when her hand was gone, and so did her body.
“What are you doing?” I looked over my shoulder.
For a moment, she ignored my question. Instead, she moved to my front, taking all the water for herself. She was stark naked, standing before me. I cupped her sweet round ass, squeezing it. She didn’t even react. I wondered what she was up to, joining me in the shower, but didn’t want to continue what she started.
I placed my hands on her waist and spun her. Her eyes widened. Her lips parted. She was the epitome of a goddess. That lust-shining gaze staring back at me. The tension between us was beyond palpable, a little spark crackled into a wildfire.
Simultaneously, we moved together to close our gap, and our lips crashed. Our bodies pressed. Her nipples puckered. Her hands on my head, pulling my hair, moaning into my mouth as I kissed her hard enough her lips would be swollen after.
Lifting her, she instantly wrapped her legs around my waist. We both groaned as the feeling of the broad head of my rigid cock against her entrance. I carried her, pinned her body between mine and the tiled wall.
She arched her back. Those nipples were calling me to be sucked. I captured one peak, pulled it into my mouth. Then I moved to another, causing her to moan.
“I want you inside me.” She breathed, rocking her hips against mine.
“Of course, that’s why you’re here.” A low growl passed my throat as we both wanted the same. I thrust inside her. We groaned in satisfaction.
“God, you’re impossibly big.”
“You’re impossibly tight.” I squeezed my eyes shut, buried my head in the nook of her neck, stayed still, and savored the feeling of being buried deep inside her. Her pussy was tight and hot, and it made my head spin. “Fuck, Dani.”
“Please, fuck me.” She rolled her hips demanding to be fucked.
I stared into her eyes. Her gaze was heavy with lust. “Since when did I deny you, Dani?” I crashed my lips against her and kissed her hard, swallowing her moan.
Then I began moving, rolling my hips, and thrusting hard enough she would not ask to be fucked again, but this was Dani, my beautiful sweet wife. She wouldn’t ask if she couldn't handle it. She was tough. She was a strong woman who knew what she wanted and was never ashamed to work for it.
“Oh, God! Fuck, don’t stop!” She screamed into my ear. Her fingers dug into my scalp. For a man who had been through a lot of different pains, I wanted more. It fueled the pleasure coursing through me.
“I’ll fuck you until come around me and scream my name,” I said through gritted teeth, determined to bring her to ecstasy.
I could feel she was closed. Her pussy was clenching around me that had my knees threatened to buckle. I thrust harder and faster and rolled my hips until she cried out my name as her orgasm rolled through her, milking my dick.
The feeling of her pussy pulsing around me, her breathing against my ear, and her nails clawing at my skin was my undoing.
I buried my dick deeper than I could get and groaned as I stilled, emptying my own release. I instantly felt her body stiffen. I knew the reason why.
“Fuck. I’m so sorry. I forgot about the condom.” I lowered her back down on her feet.
She didn’t answer but turned herself to the wall and silently washed herself off. There was this awkward moment despite still feeling the aftershock of my orgasm.
I could practically hear the gears turning in her head. It made my ribcage tighten, that she thought I wanted to knock her up while we were in this situation. She walked out of the shower room without uttering a word.
I quickly turned off the water, wrapped the towel around my waist, and walked out. “Dani.”
Her back stilled. “Let me change. We don’t wanna be late for brunch.”
“So that’s it?”
She turned around, clutching the towel tightly to her chest. Her eyes blazed in anger. “That’s it, what?”
“You think I fucked you so you can have my child? Why do you think I told you to see a doctor? I bought condoms. Who came to the shower while I was there? And who asked to be fucked?” Okay, it came out harsh.
“Okay. You’re way out of line, dude. I’m maybe the wife, and you own my life, but I deserve a little respect. I didn’t join you to be fucked. It just happened. I was waiting for you to be done since you only have one shower in your apartment, and you took time, so I joined you. Why am I even explaining?” Her eyes narrowed. She was clearly pissed like there was a little monster about to be unleashed within her, but so did I. “It won’t happen again.”
“Really? Do you expect me to believe that?”
“I don’t care whether you believe me or not.”
Before the rage could consume me, I didn’t respond anymore but clenched and unclenched my hands into fists and kept a distance between us.
We got ready in silence. It was my fault. I knew I should be in control. I was the man in this apartment. I was the husband. I used to control a lot of things, but when it came to Dani, I lost focus, because I didn’t just see her as a wife or that I owned her, or as someone on a tight leash. I saw her as everything to me.
At the parking lot, I opened the car door, but she treated me as if I were her servant and that I didn’t exist, and it hurt my ego a little bit.
Once I joined her in the backseat, I looked at her. “Either we talk about it right now, or we’re going back home.”
“And tell your sister what?” She raised an eyebrow.
“That you're sick.”
“Whatever.” She shrugged and turned to look outside the window.
“Why is it always my fault? Because I’m the man? I should be responsible and I’m the one who should be reminded to sheath my cock everytime we fuck?” Regret and pain of guilt overwhelmed me, but I couldn’t take my words back.
Pain crossed her face. “You’re way out of line, Terzo. And for fuck’s sake have some decency. I’m not your whore!”
“Then stop cursing!” My voice boomed. It echoed and vibrated in the entire vehicle before it went silent. Even though Gio and Marco used to look through the rearview, they both looked away. “Don’t act like it was my fault alone. Next time don’t ask me to fuck you. I will always do it because it’s my duty as your husband.”
“Stop the car,” she ordered Gio. No matter how hard she tried to be strong, her voice betrayed her. It trembled.
“If you stop this car, I’ll start shooting kneecaps.” My warning wasn’t just a warning, and he knew it. “It’s time for you all to be reminded who has the authority here.”