Chapter 8:

Dinner for two..

Back at Christina's mansion.

After a long day, Christina is feeling exhausted and heads straight for the shower as soon as they got back to her mansion. After she is done, she requests Michael to join her in her bedroom for dinner. She wanted to reward him for killing Max the snitch and proving his loyalty to her.

Michael reaches the door and gives out a great big yawn from the long day he had with the comare. He is unaware of what Christina wanted of him so late at night. But he still gathers the little strength he had in him.

As usual, the guard at her door opens the door for him as comare Chris was expecting him.

Dressed up in a two piece red sexy lingerie she walks in the bedroom from her bathroom. "Her wet but almost dry blonde curly hair makes her look even hotter." Michael thought to himself… something start twitching in his pants when he secretly swept his eyes over her body.

He couldn’t deny that the notorious Mafia Queen was a gorgeous woman through and through.

"Come in Michael!" Christina called out to him. She could see him checking out her outfit and for the first time in her life, she felt heat creep up her cheeks.Her plan seemed to have backfired on her. She wanted to tease Michael a little but he boldy looked instead. Many would have averted their gaze by now.

She couldn’t help but feel her heart pound at his hot stare. Grabbing her robe, she covered her body. But even after doing so her lacey robe did not do any coverage on her.

Michael’s bravery was what she found the most attractive and it made her feel a weird tingling sensation in her heart.

At the same time, Michael looks around her room and to his surprise, they are just the two of them in the room. No sex slaves, no gaurds and no servants. Just him and Christina.

‘What is she up to again?’ He murmured to himself as his heart began to race faster.

“Take a seat.” She commanded as she pointed him towards a dinner table which had been set for two.

Michael slowly walks over to the table and takes his seat.

Christina joins him and immediately could smell a musky sweaty smell coming from Michael.

"Have you taken your shower?" She asked him while wrinkling her nose in disgust.

"No comare.!" He responded as he bent his head and tried to smell himself. It's been a long day and he was not planning on taking a shower but just sleep and take one in the morning.

“Use my bathroom and take a shower… I am sure the food will be here when you are done." She ordered him.

Christina pours herself a glass of wine and takes a long sip of it… the wine seared her throat but she did not mind it. She felt anxious around Michael… he seemed to be interested in her from the way he kept glancing at her cleavage while licking his lips.

Michael heads to the bathroom to take a shower. He removes his boots and finds the small phone he stole from Carlo's guard quarters.

‘Fuck!’

He had completely forgotten about it. He looked around the bathroom for any cameras but there was none. He tries to switch it on but it fails. He looks around the bathroom again and sees a charging cable which he quickly grabbed and plug it in the phone…. the phone's internal light goes on to show that it was charging.

He gives out a great big sigh…. ‘Finally I will be able to communicate with the chief,’ he said to himself.

"Are you ok in there?" Christina called out to him.

"Yes comare," he responded. He quickly hid the phone as to let it charge. He takes a quick shower and joins her...

After a few minutes.....

He walks out of the shower with a white towel only covering his waist down to his knees. His sexy body is still dripping wet and his well defined six pack and muscles look good.

Christina can't help but stare with her eyes wide open… The steam from the bathroom lingers along as he walks into the bedroom…

‘Wow! Look at this handsome Greek god who walked into the room. He will make me lose my virginity tonight.’ She gave out a silly smirk on her face.

“I hope you don't mind me using your towel. My clothes are a mess.” Michael breaks the awkward silence in the room.

"Of course." Christina says. she closes her mouth and returns to reality…

“The food is ready.” She pointed to the table once again. They both walk over and Michael being a gentleman, he pulls out Christina's chair for her then takes his seat.

"Wine or whiskey?" She offers Michael.

"Whiskey please."

A simple steak and salad was served on the table for them. Michael had not seen any steak in weeks since his capture. He immediately picked up the knife and fork to cut his first big bite..

“Mmmmm,” he murmured aloud while chewing his food.

Christina's eyes were popping out in shock. 'Why is he eating like a beast who has not been fed in a long time?'

"Take it easy on the cow." she said while withholding a silly laugh to avoid offending Michael's eating habits.

"Excuse my manners comare but I have not tasted such good food in weeks now." Michael continued eating his steak with so much vigour.

"I told you to call me Christina... stop calling me comare. only my soldiers call me that. you are a special friend to the comare." Christina blurted out loud. The wine had gone straight to her head and it made her tipsy and chatty.

Michael pays no attention to her words and concentrates on his steak.

She takes in two bites of her salad but loses her appetite. Her head feels light from all the wine she is drinking… she looks at Michael who is comfortably eating his food without care of her presence.

She starts to feel blood rushing all over her body. She wants Michael to pin her down and fuck her brains out.

She reaches out for Michael's big muscular arm.

“I want you to please me tonight,” she said with a seductive twinkle in her eyes.

She swings her arm across the table causing everything on it to fall to the floor. Michael looks up and meets her gaze…The mood in the room immediately changes.

She gets up and sleeps on the table. With her arms and legs spread across it

"Please me Michael.."

Once again Michael stands up and does as she says…

Michael reaches in and begins to kiss her passionately while he removes her panties… he goes down to her neck then her belly button till he reaches her pussy and starts eating her like crazy.

Christina gives out sexy moans. While She moves her waist away from Michael… The pleasure is too much to take.

He grabs her thighs to bring her pussy closer to his lips and continues eating her out. He takes a quick glance at her and sees she is close to orgasm. He stops… he just couldn’t fathom how someone like her tasted so… delicious.

Christina looks at him with begging eyes to finish her off.. A wave of pleasure coursed through her. No one has ever made her feel the way he did.

He licks his lips, savoring her taste and drives back in and flicks her clit until she squirts all over the table and his face… At that point Michael drops his towel and tries to put his huge hard dick into her.

"What the hell are you doing?" She asked. While pushing him back.

"I thought you wanted me to please you?" He replied. Pausing and waiting for Christina to give him a go ahead.

"I didn't ask you for sex Michael. You have pleased me and it's enough!"

Christina had fear of penetrative sex because of her uncle Victor who tried to rape her at 18.

Michael pulls away from her in shock. He doesn't know why she stops him.

"I apologise coma.. Christina," he picks up his towel and ties it around his waist once again. He then offers Christina his hand to get up from the table.

"It's okay. But you are really good with your tongue, I must say."

Michael lets out a silly smirk on his face.

"Let's call it a night. And feel free to spend a night here with me," she adds.

They both head for the bed and sleep the night away… While Christina slept with a smile on her face, Michael was left hanging with his rod as hard as steel….

Michael fidgets and turns all night till 4:30 am in the morning… he can't take the pain of having blue balls the whole night and decide to take a cold shower. He quietly slips out of bed to avoid waking up Christina.

He enters the bathroom room and suddenly remembers the small phone he left charging.

He frantically goes through the clothes he had dropped it in… 'where are you?' he murmured to himself…

He then heard something drop to the floor. He looks down and there it was. He picked it up and saw a crack on the screen…

'Shit, Michael, how can you be so clumsy!?' He muttered out loud.

He immediately presses the on button and it comes on. "Yes! It still works." He thought to himself. His eyes widened with excitement.

He impatiently waits for it to finish loading… it finally turns on and searches for a network.

'Yes!' He jumps up in excitement… a wave of relief runs down his spine.

He quickly tries to call the chief but her phone goes unanswered. Then he decides to write her a text.

********

Good morning chief, Michael here. I’m safe and the comare has appointed me to be one of her security detail. I'm trying to get all the evidence to arrest her but Mario, her second in command, is yet to trust me and I am yet to get involved with all their business. As of now some men were either released or killed when I was captured. Only the 3 of us survived their intense training. And you will be surprised to know that the comare is …..

********

Christina suddenly walks in the bathroom without any warning.

"What are you doing in here?” She snaps at Michael…