All Chapters of The Don's Runaway Bride: Chapter 121 - Chapter 123

I rolled out of bed the next morning, so sore that I could barely walk. But I knew I needed one thing, and that was coffee. And even though I was too sore to make it myself. I had no choice but to locate the kitchen. But as thoughtful as the Eppolito brothers were, there was a housekeeper already cooking up a storm."Good morning, Mrs. Eppolito." She greeted me when I entered the kitchen."Hi, good morning. Uhm, I'm Celia, and you?""Erica." She replied."Great. Can you... I'd like a cup of coffee with half and half. Is that possible?" "Coming right away, Ma'am," Erica replied.I took a seat on one of the kitchen stools, grateful for the soft padding of the seat. I waited patiently for my coffee. The coffee was ready in less than three minutes. I was just finishing the last sip when I heard Edoardo shouting, "Celia. Celia. CELIA!" I didn’t even have a chance to call back when I heard him kicking the door of the bedroom we slept in, open, slamming it against the wall."I can’t find

I was smiling when I pushed into our bedroom where my wife had been strapped down to a couch in the last couple of minutes. The fact that we had the whole family around for a visit did absolutely nothing to stop our crazy selves from doing what we wanted. They were all in the living room with the new housekeeper, taking care of them while I got my wife all to myself until we decide to come out or not. They knew better than to force us to come out. My wife looked up when I came into the bedroom. She was naked; her legs were spread open with a vibrator inserted inside her, making her squirm nonstop with need. The vibrator was set to go for forty seconds at a time, at a slow pace. Then it would stop for a minute before starting up again. Just enough to get her desperately aroused, but not enough to make her come. Very slowly, I unbuttoned my shirt as she glared at me. "This isn’t fair, Sir," she was panting. "Oh, that's too bad." I mocked her with my tone and my eyes.