My kitten is the sexiest fucking woman alive without any sexy attire at all, but with that body, tie, and those heels she could bring a man like me to his knees without trying at all.I stalk toward her as she looks up at me with those deep lusty eyes filled with gold flecks of desire that mirrors my own.
Sophia may like to take the reins some of the time, but this isn’t one of the times I’m allowing her to do that.I know exactly what she needs, what she wants, and I plan to give it to her over and over again tonight.I tug at my tie, loosening it as I watch her.
I hit the button on the wall and observe her as the wall on the far side of the room opens wider, and the St.Andrew’s cross, an almost exact replica of the one at Carnal Sins, with soft cuffs made especially for securing her in place, glides farther into the room.I hang my tie around her neck with my other one.“Since you’re collecting my ties,” I tell her, running a finger down the length of her neck, and stroking over first one nipple, watching it pebble under my touch, and then the other.
Her breathing changes, coming more rapid while my dick strains against the inseam of my pants.“Come,” I tell her, leading her with a firm hand at her lower back, guiding her to the large cross that makes her swallow with anticipation of what’s to come.The plugs we’ve used for weeks have trained her well for what I plan tonight, but even still when I strap her hands above her and she can’t get away it does exactly what it should, heightens her anticipation.
I stroke a hand down the length of her spine, running a finger over her ass cheeks as I lean against her and nuzzle into her neck.Your training has prepared you for this, but I’m big, and you’re going to feel me everywhere tonight, kitten.”
She exhales a breath, and when I unbuckle my belt, she pants my name under her breath.“Massimo.”
“Kitten, by the end of the night, I want to hear you scream my name.Understand?”I ask, stroking a finger through her center and dragging her wetness exactly where I need it to be.And if she weren’t relatively new to back door sex, that’s all I would need, but I want this to be pleasurable for my kitten, so I use a little lube, rubbing a little on my finger from the tube on the shelf of the cross.
Her little rose bud tightens as I stroke her.I whisper in her ear.“Be still, don’t clench.You’ll take my cock like a good kitten.Just like the last times.”
Her body trembles and I lean closer, keeping her positioned between the strength of the cross and my body, lifting her leg exactly where I want it to be as I work first one finger and then two and then three in and out of her tight little hole.Sophia is not going to last long; her body is wired and ready to go.I nuzzle into her neck as I slide my fingers in and out of her, still training her to take what’s coming next.I rub my cock against her bud, and she tenses.“Relax, push back against me, kitten.”
She nods and does exactly what I ask.I kiss her neck, letting her calm, using my finger again, and then stroking her with my cock.This time she pushes back, allowing me to breach her rim, holding there as she acclimates to the intrusion.“Massimo,” she whispers.
“Trust me, kitten.In a minute, it’s going to drive you crazy with desire,” I tell her, kissing her neck through the pain while inching slowly for just a second.“Push back again.”She does and I drive deep to the very end of her, holding still, letting her calm again, her body accepting mine, and when I begin to move, she pants my name, swiveling her hips, pushing back against me, letting me go deep, calling out my name time and time again and when I tell her to come, this time she screams my name over and over again as we find our release.
I hold my kitten through every wave, just one more experience together in a lifetime of experiences yet to come.
Much later in our bed upstairs for the night, Sophia looks at me still with that hazy-eyed look that I’ve come to love so much.“Think we can try that again tomorrow?I’m getting used to it now.”
It’s hard not to smirk.I’m in charge of Sophia’s pleasure, but we both know that my kitten gets anything her little heart desires.I slide closer to her, cradling her in my arms and giving her a kiss.“Tomorrow I’m going to do it while I introduce you to your new swing.”
Her shocked inhale of breath causes me to laugh.Life with Sophia will never be dull.“Sleep kitten, we have a very busy day tomorrow, and you’re going to need energy and stamina for what I have in mind for tomorrow night.”
Epilogue (One Week Later)
Massimo
We’ve barely settled in at the breakfast table when the doorbell rings, but the door opens before anyone has a chance to get to it.Leandro, Annabelle, Gino, Tristano, and Renato all walk into the foyer and traipse into the dining room.
I glance at Sophia who just takes it all in stride.Another breakfast disruption, just not usually as many or as loud.My family all start talking at once right over the top of each other and not making one bit of sense.“Enough.You’re hurting my head.Sit, eat some breakfast.Whatever it is can’t be more important than our breakfast.”
Leandro’s jaw locks tight.My eyes meet his, now concerned.“Sit, what is it, Leandro?”I ask, but my baby sister jumps into the conversation, her mouth running a million miles a minute.“Desiree never showed up to the wedding.At first, I thought maybe she just decided it wasn’t best to come because…” she trails off, looking at Sophia who’s listening intently while sipping on a coffee that Layna has placed in front of her.
“Of me?”Sophia asks, cutting through the elephant in the room like only my wife can do.
Annabelle blushes.“Yes, you know, I thought she may have thought it wouldn’t have been appreciated.You get what I mean.”
“Indeed, I do,” Sophia says graciously.“But you can be assured there is no need for her to feel this way.She was a part of this family for years, a close friend to you and your brothers, just like a sister from what I understand.There is no issue where I’m concerned, Annabelle.I would tell you if I felt otherwise, promise.I told you that at the funeral.”
Annabelle nods, taking the coffee that Layna hands her.“I can see why Massimo loves you so much.But I called her, tried to reach her and she’s not answering her phone.Even when I called the number she left, hung up, and then did it two more times in rapid succession.”
My brow furrows.“What’s with that?”
Annabelle shrugs.“It’s our secret code to let the other one know we really need to talk.Even if we can’t talk, we at least text back a time that will work.It’s been that way for years, Massimo.Something’s wrong with Desiree.Ask Leandro, he agrees.”
My eyes fall to my younger brother, but it’s hard to think of the self-assured and fierce-as-fuck underboss of our family who deals with all the day-to-day operations as my little brother, but there’s something that someone isn’t fucking telling me.I look at every single one of them.“Spill it all, right the fuck now.”
Layna serves breakfast, bringing out a large pan of one of Sophia’s favorite egg dishes with a Mediterranean feta and olive mixture over the top, enough for everyone and more plates while every single one of my brothers and sister make busy passing toast around, buttering it, and generally doing anything but looking at me.
The only one looking at me is Leandro, and there’s something in his eyes I’ve never seen before.Pure unadulterated fear.“I had Desiree taken somewhere safe.A place no one could have known about except our family, and any rat we told.Georgeo knew.He was the one that placed the note under Sophia’s door that night to try and lure her out, and gave up Desiree’s location to her father.”
My jaw tightens remembering my desire to get rid of the fuck a long time ago but stepping carefully because he was my father’s hire.I should have ended him right then and there.
