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🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️Scott — We're in Rome (3)
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2025-07-30 10:24:27"Stacy, are you okay, baby?" I asked with a groan, no longer in control.
Faster, deeper, I needed more. I wanted to dominate the hell out of her ass."Scott," she cried out, screaming her head off.I was balls deep inside her, but immediately stopped and looked up to find out what was wrong, but nothing was. Everything was perfect. She was a drooling, panting, gorgeous mess and she was coming."Scott, Scott, oh Scottie," she screamed repeatedly, giving herself over to the pleasure.Grabbing her breasts might not have been my best call as I watched this unfold, but I wanted to support her trembling body as she let loose. Fighting to distract myself, I started kissing her back, my unrelenting hips pumping slowly into her. After what felt like an eternity, her body stilled and she fell forward, face first against the mattress. There was nothing left of my sanity as I picked up speed again.I only just made out her whispers throu
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It was five minutes before my birthday. After I fucked her a few hours ago, we had a quiet dinner, then somehow wound up back on the kitchen floor. She was drunk off her ass. When she said she wanted to get drunk with me, I understood the implications. Booze was her truth serum. She was finally going to talk to me. No, we were going to talk to each other. "I don't think anyone has ever loved me," she said, slurring her words as she set the wine glass down between us. It took a lot of booze to get her this drunk and I definitely wasn't fucking her again tonight, but it was worth it to have a real conversation with her. I made an effort to not get as drunk as her without her noticing so I could take care of her. I didn't need the booze to tell her my shit anyway. Long before the drinking, I decided I was going to be honest with her. "That's ridiculous. There are married men that are still in love with you. Definitely still Kyle," I said, my tipsy brain ta
His Mafia Princess Scott — We're in Prague (3)
This time I was the one daring her to tell me I was wrong. We were both stressed out. Until a few minutes ago, I was calling her love into question too. I tried to reason with myself, but my angry brain wouldn't let me. How could she hear I love you out of my mouth every day for months and still not believe me? She shrugged, a tear escaping her eye and asked, "Do you?" Without a second thought, I pulled her close and kissed her lips. I was fucking furious, but old habits die hard. When she made me mad, I just wanted to touch her. Let her comfort me even if we weren't on the same side. Can't you see how stupid in love with you I am? I gave up everything for her. My family, my friends, my career, my very identity. I was on the verge of offering her my body to do with as she pleased, despite not knowing what the fuck was going on with her. My life revolved around her. Baby what else is there? What else can I give you
His Mafia Princess Scott — We're in Prague (2)
For the first time since that hotel room in Rome, she didn't look sad or numb. She didn't look like she would cry. She was fired up and battle ready and truth be told, this was probably a fight she would have won. Of course I missed home. Our people. Our lives. My birthday was tomorrow and for the very first time, no one would call. After my run, I didn't go back. Instead, I spent the rest of the day alone. Turning the whole we were on the run from the entire American mafia thing around and around in my head. I had to tell her. We needed to strategize. I just didn't know how when she wasn't fucking talking to me about what was going on with her. Just as the longing got the better of me and I wondered why I was here in the dead of the night instead of going home to her, Stacy walked into the boxing gym she wasn't supposed to know I was a member of.All my focus immediately went to her and I took a blow to the jaw. Minutes later, she was dragging me out of
His Mafia Princess 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️Scott—We're in Prague
It's been two weeks since the incident in the hotel suite in Rome. We just got to Prague. We moved every two weeks now. The fixer told Stacy it was just a precaution, like I told him to. He wanted us to be moving constantly, but I knew my brilliant girlfriend was already suspicious and I needed more time to think. The only real leverage that we had were the ledgers. Stacy was in no place to go there though. She still hadn't come back from what happened in Rome. What would recreating even one of those things cost her? And even if she did do it, what then? She clearly didn't trust the feds. How else was I supposed to keep her safe from the fucking mafia? This morning was a welcome distraction from the paranoia and fear. Stacy fucked me. I mean she really went to town on my dick. Her pussy must be magical or something, because she fucking blew my mind every time I stuck my dick into it. My fingers were buried to the hilt in her ass as I fingered it and she rode me r
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She sat down next to me and even though my back was to her, I could hear her trying to catch her breath. I turned to her slowly, unable to help wanting to check on her. "It helps when you touch me," she said, looking so vulnerable and weak that the guilt got the better of me. I caved and kissed her lips, knowing I shouldn't. Then I lowered her down onto her back, thinking about what to say to her to make her talk to me as I got between her legs. The hyperventilating was one thing, but the pain in her eyes destroyed me. I was on autopilot as I gave her what she wanted, knowing it might be the last time for a while as I slid my dick into her pussy. "Is that better?" I asked her, willing to let it go just for tonight. She nodded, her breathing returning to normal as she calmed down beneath me. "Don't stop," she said, before she kissed me again. Yes, I fucked her. And yes, once
His Mafia Princess 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️Scott — We're in Rome (3)
"Stacy, are you okay, baby?" I asked with a groan, no longer in control. Faster, deeper, I needed more. I wanted to dominate the hell out of her ass. "Scott," she cried out, screaming her head off.I was balls deep inside her, but immediately stopped and looked up to find out what was wrong, but nothing was. Everything was perfect. She was a drooling, panting, gorgeous mess and she was coming."Scott, Scott, oh Scottie," she screamed repeatedly, giving herself over to the pleasure. Grabbing her breasts might not have been my best call as I watched this unfold, but I wanted to support her trembling body as she let loose. Fighting to distract myself, I started kissing her back, my unrelenting hips pumping slowly into her. After what felt like an eternity, her body stilled and she fell forward, face first against the mattress. There was nothing left of my sanity as I picked up speed again. I only just made out her whispers throu
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