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Chapter Four: The Mafia's Sexy Doll
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~Jake~ Sarah's gone before the morning sun comes up. I drive her to the airport in the dark, her talking about a conference, me talking about my projects. When we get there, she leans over, and we kiss. "Look after Maddie. You know she's still reeling from that breakup." “I will” She smiles and then I watch her disappear inside. I drive back home, the radio off, my mind already wandering on the wrong things.The house is quiet when I get in, Maddie's door is closed upstairs. I make coffee, and sit at the table in my home office, trying to sketch some designs for a new project. But my pencil keeps stopping because last night's dinner keeps flashing back to me. Her foot sliding up my leg under the table, pressing against my cock while Sarah talked about her trip. The way she stood up, her hip grazing me, knowing I was hard. That blown kiss from the stairs. "Sweet dreams, Jake. Think about me." I've been thinking about her, and it's eating me up.A few minutes later, I'm in the livin
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~Jake~My name's Jake Reynolds. I'm forty-two years old, an architect. I design spaces people inhabit. Sarah and I have been married for two years. She's thirty-seven, intelligent as hell, vice president at a firm that eats companies for breakfast. Her job sends her away constantly… conferences, site visits, deals that can't wait. This time, it's a week in Chicago. She leaves tomorrow morning. "Jake, have you seen my passport holder?" Sarah calls from the stairs."Bottom drawer, office," I answer without looking up from the kitchen island where I'm pouring wine. Three glasses. One for each of us.Maddie is already here, moving around the kitchen like she owns it. She's twenty. Sarah's daughter from her first marriage. She came home a week ago after some college guy in California decided he wanted freedom more than he wanted her. She called it "dodging a bullet." Sarah calls it heartbreak. Either way, Maddie's back in the house for the school break, working part time at an art gallery
Ignite me (A collection of Short Erotica) Chapter Four: The Mafia's Sexy Doll
Dario's POVTwo days without her feel like a lifetime in hell. I pace the mansion like a caged animal, my mind replaying every moment she’s been mine. The way her body fits against me that last morning, her screams echoing in the foyer as I pound into her, marking her with my cum so she feels me even after she walks out the door. I let her go because I have to, proving I’m not the monster she first thinks. But every hour she’s gone, the possessiveness claws at me deeper. She is mine. My payment. My obsession. No one else can touch her, look at her, even think about her without my permission.I bury myself in work while she’s gone. I make more deals with suppliers, shake down a few idiots who think they can skim off the top, and stare at maps of territories I already own. But nothing fills the void. The bed feels too big, the air too quiet without her sharp words or soft moans. I jerked off twice yesterday just thinking about her—imagining her on her knees, begging for my cock, her ful
Ignite me (A collection of Short Erotica) Chapter Three: The Mafia's Sexy Doll
Camilla's POV I barely slept.After Dario left my room, finally releasing me with one last bruising kiss that left my lips swollen, he didn’t go far. I heard his footsteps pause in the hallway, heard the low growl of his voice giving orders to whoever was on night watch, then silence. But I could still feel him, the imprint of his hands on my ass, the hard ridge of his cock grinding against me, the way his breath scorched my neck when he whispered how badly he wanted to ruin me.Morning comes fast, and every shift of the sheets against my skin reminds me of how wet I still am, how my panties are ruined from last night. My body feels restless, electrified.I shower quickly, trying to wash away the ache, but it only makes it intensify. The hot water runs over my breasts, my stomach, between my thighs, and all I can think about is his mouth there instead. His hands. His cock.When I step out, wrapped in a towel, there’s a dress laid out on the bed. It's not like the decent ones he usua
Ignite me (A collection of Short Erotica) Chapter Two: The Mafia's Sexy Doll
Camilla's POV He is shirtless, his pants hanging dangerously low on his hips, revealing that sharp V of muscle that arrows down to where I shouldn't look. But I do. Tattoos cover his chest and arms, dark ink swirling like storm clouds over his sculpted abs. His hair is wild, as if he bolted from bed. Those brown eyes of his, now feral, scan the room before locking on me.He comes to me, his muscles flexing under his skin. The bed dips as he reaches me, hauling me up by the waist in one swift motion. He slams me against his chest, one arm banding around my ribs like steel, the other fisting my hair at the nape, yanking my head back so I'm forced to meet his gaze.His body is a furnace hot, hard everywhere. And god, his cock, already brutally hard, thick and throbbing, presses against my stomach without a hint of shame. It twitches as I shift, sending a sensation to my pussy."Stop shaking," he growls against my ear, his breath hot and ragged. "I've got you, principessa. You're mine to
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Camilla's POV I never meant to crave him like this. It sneaks up on me, this sick twisted hunger, wrapping around my thoughts like smoke until I can't breathe without tasting it. Three months ago, everything shattered because of my father's stupidity. He gambled away money he never had, borrowing from shadows he couldn't outrun, stealing from one of the most dangerous man in Italy. The Mafia, Dario Moretti—The Bloodhound—they call him that for a reason. He tracks down what's owed, stolen, and he doesn't forgive. When Dario found out my dad had stolen from him, he didn't hesitate. He took the only thing left with any real value. Me.It happened so fast that night. I was asleep in my tiny apartment when a loud crash woke me, the front door splintering. Rough hands yanked me from the sheets before I could scream. I kicked and clawed, my nails breaking against leather jackets, but they were stronger. My father was there in the living room, on his knees, face swollen from whatever beating
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