Trapped By The Mafia Don のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

ScarletThis man was dangerous in every aspect and not only to my life. I had no doubt what he was capable of, what he'd resort to if necessary. I didn't want to be a part of a war where the casualties were innocent people."I will adhere to the contract. Perhaps I want you to think of me as an honorable man." He sighed, turning his attention to the entertainment. "Tell me about your store. Tell me about Boone, North Carolina.""Why do you want to know?"His head snapped in my direction. "I also enjoy your company and not just your total submission. If you'd prefer, I will have the waiter place your food bowl on the floor by my feet.""You're an asshole. Every time there is a moment of light you..." Why was there any point in finishing the statement?"Ruin it? Maybe I just need to make certain that you understand I'm not going to change. Not for you. Not for anyone.""That, I understand." I took a sip of wine, closing my eyes as I tried to remember why I was here. With this man. "Boon

GageI stood outside for another five minutes, lamenting over my decisions, my choices. None of them had been ones I'd really wanted in my life. Until Scarlet, and my raging desires for the woman, I'd simply gone along at least to a point. Maybe I should make significant changes. As I leaned over the railing, studying the way the surf smashed against the bank of rocks, I realized I'd never been happy. I'd never enjoyed the spoils of being born into wealth. Not really.Was this a defining moment? God, I hoped so.There was no sense in daydreaming. I pushed aside the fantasy as I walked back into the bedroom, heading in for a shower. When my cock twitched from the thought of her alone, I hung in the doorway, debating. With a sly smile on my face, I moved into the hallway and to her room. The door was closed. I rapped lightly, uncertain of whether she'd bother to acknowledge my presence. Hearing nothing, I walked inside.There were signs she'd slept on the bed at least, not curled up in

GageI ran my hand up her side before grabbing her wrist, pulling her arm over her head. Everything about this was intense, perfect. There was no way I could hold back much longer. Every part of me was aching, my balls in absolute pain. Breaking the kiss, I threw my head back, trying to continue, unwilling to give up the incredible feeling or the moment, but my body failed me, a raging orgasm sweeping up from my swollen testicles."Yes, yes..." Scarlet whispered then squeezed her cunt muscles again and I lost it, spewing inside, filling her with cum."God!" The roar was powerful, booming, and the exquisite event left me exhausted and hoarse.She wrapped her arms around my neck, draping her arms over my shoulders, whimpering like a sweet little bird.Letting her down, I palmed the shower, pressing kisses along her neck and cheek, her jawline, and finally her mouth. "Amazing.""Mmm... Yes, sir." She pulled away enough to slide under the water, running her hands through her long, wet hai

ScarletIn the three days since he'd commented about training, I'd learned many things about myself and I often cringed at the realization. I loved receiving a spanking more than I could ever consider admitting. I craved Gage's control, the authoritative manner he used no matter what we were doing. I wanted to please him, to obey what limited rules he'd set forth, but I also enjoyed disobeying, pushing his boundaries to see exactly what he would do. Like a child. Like a misbehaving and bratty child.He allowed me to open up, experience sexual bliss in a manner I never thought possible. I was open and free, uninhibited to his requests, to his demands. He'd bound me to the bed, the kitchen table, and even the deck railing, leaving me for short periods before returning to use me in whatever manner. And every time, I'd been excited, breathless with anticipation.I'd also learned he was very patient, explaining aspects of various kinds and levels of discipline when I asked questions. He ne

Scarlet"I have a surprise for you, sweet Scarlet." Gage's voice held a hint of excitement."More?" I'd already been surprised when he'd determined that we'd be out for a portion of the day. For some reason, I believed we'd remain at the house, hiding from some unknown assailant. Granted, we were in the French section of St. Martin, where the locals hung out, the tiny corner bar filled to capacity with French-speaking people. Tourists and those unfamiliar with the island could happen on the quaint but secluded ten city blocks, but the odds were slim. Still, his mood change was disconcerting."Yes. I've decided, had it arranged." He tapped his index finger on the table, drawing my attention. In his vibrant cerulean blue shirt and tailored linen pants, both highlighting his rugged physique, there wasn't a woman within close proximity who hadn't taken a second, or even third look. The light jacket was meant to hide his weapon but certainly couldn't censure his physique. He was comfortabl