“What?” Nico asks, drawing me out of the lust spell that Sienna cast over me.
“Nothing.”
He lets out a chuckle, then orders, “Drive faster, Luke. Our boss needs to get home to his wife.”
Already forgetting about the men, my eyes don’t leave my phone for a second as I watch Sienna finger fuck herself.
“God, Chrisitano,” she whimpers, sounding frustrated.
It takes two long fucking minutes before Luke brings the SUV to a screeching stop, and when I peel out of the backseat, Nico bursts out laughing. “Enjoy.”
I give him the middle finger as I climb into the elevator, and after scanning my keycard, I begin to unbutton my shirt.
When the doors open into the penthouse, I drop my clothes and gun on the hallway floor and take the stairs two at a time.
Hearing Sienna moan has pre-cum dripping from my cock. Bursting into the room, I make it to the bed in three strides. When I crawl over my wife, she looks feverish with need, and I waste no time, thrusting hard into her.
“God!” she cries as her eyes latch onto the mirrors above us so she can watch me fuck her. “Yes!Yes!Yes!”
She keeps chanting the words as I pound into her, and from the pleasure tightening my balls, I know the orgasm is going to knock me on my ass when it hits.
My wristwatch begins to beep, signaling the alarm that Sienna’s heart rate is very fast, and not even a second later, the same happens with her phone, alerting her to my vitals.
A scream tears loose from my wife as she starts to convulse beneath me. She grabs hold of my ass, her nails digging into my skin while she holds on for dear life as pleasure consumes her.
And that’s all it takes. My orgasm rips the air from my lungs as it seizes my body, and I can barely let out a groan.
Sienna clenches so fucking hard around my cock, it feels as if I’m getting a blowjob while I come, and it makes the ecstasy increase tenfold. I drop down, all my weight pushing her into the bed.
“Christ,” I gasp while struggling to get air into my lungs.
She wraps her arms and legs around me and peppers my neck and jaw with kisses while I ride out the best orgasm of my life.
When my strength finally returns, I push my torso up and look down at Sienna. “I really love the cameras.”
She lets out a burst of laughter. “It does for you what the mirrors do for me.”
I press a kiss to her mouth, then pulling out, I get up and walk to the bathroom. “How was your day?”
“Good.” I hear her move as she climbs off the bed. “Mom, Bianca, and Yuki should be here at six.” She joins me in the bathroom and presses a kiss to the scar on my back. “How was your day?”
“Uneventful.”
When I leave the bathroom so she can do her thing, she asks, “If it was uneventful, why did your heartbeat pick up the last hour?”
“I interrogated and killed two Albanian soldiers,” I fess up.
Sienna comes to the walk-in closet, and as we get dressed, she asks, “Did you get the information you wanted?”
“No, but I found out the Albanian mafia has a new leader. Rosie’s looking into him.”
“Maybe the new guy will run things differently, and there doesn’t have to be a war.” She slips her feet into sandals, then comes to do the buttons on my shirt.
“It doesn’t matter who runs that organization, Dragomir and I want them dismantled.”
“At least it’s bringing the Romanians and Cosa Nostra closer together.”
Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her closer and look deep into her eyes as I say, “I won’t be late.”
