Captivated: A Mafia Romance (Carfano Crime Family Book 6)

~ Chapter 7 ~

Nico

Cassie knocks on my door a little after noon, and goddamn, she’s beautiful. Her red hair is wavy today and cascades down from her head like a wall of silk. I reach for it without thinking, rubbing it between my fingers to feel how soft it is.

I look into her bright blue eyes and notice they’re extra guarded today, with a hint of sadness. I open my mouth to ask her what’s wrong, but she grabs the front of my shirt and pulls me towards her as she lifts up on her toes to meet me halfway – silencing whatever I was about to say with a kiss.

Whatever she has on her mind, she clearly wants to forget, and I can definitely help her with that. My one hand dives into her hair while my other takes her waist, dragging her inside my room.

With the click of the door closing, I lift Cassie up, and she wraps her legs around my hips. It’s déjà vu as I walk her back to my bedroom, except this time, I know exactly what I’m in for.

Cassie kisses me like I’m her source of air and she’s drowning, desperate for more. She claws at the back of my neck and runs her fingers up my scalp.

Fuck, that feels good.

I groan into her mouth and she tightens her legs around me.

In my room, I waste no time, and throw us both down on top of my bed, deepening our kiss until Cassie is writhing beneath me, trying to find any friction she can.

I make quick work of ridding her of her sweater, jeans, and shoes, and take a moment to look down at her and commit to memory her flushed skin, swollen lips, and pulse jumping out of her neck.

She’s effortlessly sexy.

It’s engrained in everything she does.

But her in a matching light pink bra and panties? Fuck me. She knows how to drive me crazy.

“This color looks good on you, piccante.” Her eyes lighten and then narrow, and I grin. “Not in the mood for compliments, I see.” She shakes her head. “Or talking.” She shakes her head again.

“We both know why I’m here.”

“Maybe I want to hear it,” I challenge, scraping my teeth over my bottom lip – a movement her eyes follow with heated attention.

Her blue eyes pierce mine. “Fuck me, Nico.”

“No sweeter words have ever been spoken.” I wink, and make quick work of my clothes, tossing them on the floor with hers. Standing above her, I grip my cock in my hand and she licks her lips, her eyes once again following my every move.

Being the impatient little minx that she is, Cassie reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra, pulling it from her body and tossing it to the side.

“That’s my job, piccante.”

“You weren’t fast enough. You were staring again.”

I try and hide my smile by gliding my hand across my lips and chin, but she sees it and cups her perfect tits in her hands – squeezing and pushing them together.

“If you’re going to keep laughing at me, I’ll start without you and you can watch all you’d like without touching me the way I know you want to.”

Goddamn it.

The smile is wiped from my face and I grab her ankles, dragging her down the bed. She gasps, and I wrap my hands around her wrists, pinning them to her sides.

“You’re testing my control,” I tell her, hovering above her.

Cassie arches her back, pressing her soft tits against my chest. “That was the point.” I tighten my grip on her wrists. “I want you in control. But if you’re not up for it, I can always use my little friend I brought and you can sit over there and watch.”

“Where is it?”

“In my purse that fell somewhere.”

I release her and pick her bag up. I know better than to go inside a woman’s purse, but Cassie doesn’t want a gentleman right now.

It takes me all of two seconds to find her pink vibrator and I hold it up, looking back at her to see a look of confusion flicker through her eyes. Has no one ever used a toy on her, for her?

Oh, babygirl, I’m going to show you how in control of you I am.

“Suck,” I command, holding the vibrator up to her lips. She opens without question and takes it in her mouth. I glide a single finger down the center of her chest and stomach.

Cassie hums and moves her hips, lifting them when I pull her pink panties down her long, toned legs. She spreads her legs apart and I push her vibrator deep into her mouth and back out.

Her pussy is glistening, but I want it fucking dripping for me. I pull the vibrator from her mouth and turn it on, the low hum of the first setting making my cock jump as I’m dragging it down her body – circling her tits, hard nipples, belly button, and glide it through her wet folds.

“Ohhh,” she moans, lifting her hips, trying to get more. I press my hand to her lower stomach and push her back down to the bed.

“You get what I give you, Cassandra.” Her eyes flare and she bites her lip. “Got it?”

“Yes,” she sighs, and I reward her with another pass of the silicone through her pussy, this time pressing down on her clit. She shudders and moans, gripping the sheets beside her.

I climb up onto the bed with her and spread her legs wider so I can circle her entrance with the tip of the vibrator – teasing her until her pussy drips for me.

“Nico.” She moans my name so fucking beautifully that I reward her again. I circle her clit, over and over, increasing the vibration setting each time until her moans turn to little gasps and then screams, which is when I plunge her vibrator at its highest setting inside her pussy.

Cassie’s eyes fly open and find mine. Hers are filled with everything I need and remember. She walked in here with a purpose and her guard up, but it’s down now, and I love seeing her free. I love knowing I made her so fucking crazy, she couldn’t keep ahold of her control anymore. Which, I suspect, is why she came to me.

“Is this how you felt last night after you hung up on me?” I tease, twisting the vibrator to make her gasp.

She shakes her head frantically. “No. You’ve ruined this for me too,” she says angrily, and I flash her a triumphant grin.

“What else have I ruined for you?”

Cassie’s cheeks stain pink with a mixture of anger and embarrassment that she slipped up and admitted that. And just when I thought she couldn’t get any more beautiful…

I should tell her she ruined me too, but I’m loving this moment too much to let her turn the tables on me.

“You don’t want to answer, la mia rossa piccante, and that’s fine. I already know. And guess what?” I ask, looking deep into her eyes as I press on her clit. “I’m going to ruin you further.”

I can tell she’s about to say some smartass remark, so before she has the chance, I pull the vibrator from her and flip her onto her stomach. I pull her hips up and back so I have a view of both her pretty pink pussy and tight puckered asshole that I can’t wait to fuck. But not today. Today, I’m going to show her how good it can be if I did.

Her style of vibrator is perfect for what I want to do.

I plunge it back inside her to drench it in her juices even more before dragging it up to her tight little hole.

I lower the vibration intensity and Cassie tenses, making a little garbled grunt into the comforter.

“Relax, Cassandra,” I murmur, leaning down to kiss her perfectly round ass. “Let me make you feel good. I promise you’ll come so hard you’ll forget you’re mad at me for ruining you. In fact, you’ll be thanking me.”

“Fuck you,” she grumbles, and I smile.

“No, la mia rossa piccante, I’m going to fuck you. Hard. The way you need it.” I rub her ass cheek and then slap it, using the opportunity to push at the vibrator while she’s momentarily distracted.

“Ohmygod,” she strings together in a rush, her fists gripping the comforter like she’s bracing for the worst.

I pause, letting her adjust to the new feeling. I reach between her and rub her clit, needing her to relax, and she does immediately. I keep circling her clit until she’s mewling like the good little kitty she is and I feel her muscles relax enough for me to slide the vibrator in halfway.

Cassie cries out and I plug her pussy with my thumb while pressing down on her clit with my middle finger. Her pussy flutters around my thumb, trying to get more of me, so I push the vibrator in the rest of the way. She moans, pushing her ass back at me to take it all like a good girl.

Leaning over her, I move her hair over her shoulder and whisper in her ear, “Stay just like this. Don’t move an inch. If you do, you won’t get my cock in your pussy with the vibrator in your ass. Which would be a shame since I know how much you’ll love the feeling of being so full. Wouldn’t you like that? To be full?”

Once again, she answers me with a garbled moan and a nod.

I lick her ear and bite down on her lobe. “Good girl,” I whisper. “Stay just like this.”

Leaving her, I grab a condom from my nightstand and take a look at how gorgeous she is in this position for me. Better than my dreams. Better than every fantasy. Better than my memory. She’s better than all of it.

I roll the condom down my length and position myself behind her again, nudging at her entrance.

She moans and presses back against me again.

So eager.

I up the vibrator by one level and push inside her slowly, wanting her to feel every inch of me filling and stretching her to capacity.

So fucking good.

A relief to finally be where I’ve wanted to be for so long washes over me, but it’s quickly replaced with the insane need to chase the bliss I know she can give me.

Cassie is clawing at the comforter, and her unintelligible sounds of pleasure make me feel like a fucking king. To drive a woman with a smartass mouth and attitude like hers to a garbled mess of moans, half spoken words, cries, and pleas to deities is the ultimate ego boost.

I thrust in the rest of the way and look down at where we’re connected. So fucking sexy. Especially with the end of her vibrator sticking out of her ass, too.

Gathering her hair, I wrap it around my fist and pull her head to the side.

“I want to hear you scream, Cassandra. I want the whole floor to know exactly what we’re doing and how much you love having both your holes filled at the same time.” She lets out a choked squeal and I pull her hair again. “Is that a yes?”

“Yes!” she exclaims, squeezing her pussy around my cock. “As long as you give me a reason to scream.”

“You know I will. But now I’m thinking I should’ve stuffed my cock down your throat first to tame that tongue of yours.” I lean down and whisper in her ear, “Next time.”

Cassie grunts. “Just fuck me. I already know you like when I can’t talk with your cock in my mouth, but I don’t remember if you like my pussy. You should remind me.”

Her claws are out, and I fucking love it. I can’t resist a challenge, and I love when she talks dirty.

“Oh, you know I like your pussy.” I pull out just a few inches and thrust back in quickly, making her gasp. “But I have no problem reminding you just how much.”

Releasing her hair, I grip her hip and keep my other on the end of the vibrator, needing to drive her to her limit before she gives in to me.

I pull out almost all the way and slam back inside, loving the little scream she gives me. “You’ll never forget again, piccante.”

I know I’m not going to last long. Not when I’ve been dreaming of this for over a month. Over a month of my hand. Over a month of nothing but my desperation for her and a repeat of this.

Cassie does that squeezing thing with her pussy again and it unleashes me. I don’t hold back. I can’t.

Fucking Cassie is as close to heaven as I know I’ll ever get with all the shit I’ve done, and I refuse to take it for granted or let the chance for this to be my every day slip through my fingers a second time.

I start to fuck her ass with her vibrator in tandem with me, and I’m rewarded with her pussy flooding my cock.

“That’s it, Cassandra,” I praise, and she squeezes around me. I know she loves when I say her full name. “You’re taking me so well. My cock looks so good coated in your come.”

She moans and fucks me back harder. She braces herself on her elbows so she can rock back faster, and I can fuck her back even harder.

I press the button on her vibrator to turn it up to the max setting and Cassie goes fucking feral. Her moans grow louder and she cries out with each thrust into her.

I want to come with her, and I know she’s close. I can feel her pussy pulsing around me while the fire starts to burn its way down my spine.

Damn it, I wish I didn’t have a condom on. I want to feel her pussy bare. I want my come to fill her and have her leaking my seed for hours afterwards.

“Nico…” she moans, and I groan, feeling the vibrations of my name run through her and straight into me.

“Say it again,” I demand. “Tell everyone who’s fucking you,” I growl out.

Crying out, she gasps, then moans, “Nico.”

“Not loud enough, piccante.”

“Nico!” she shouts, but it’s still not what I need.

I thrust into her one, two, three more times, and slide my hand around from her hip to her pussy and find her swollen, hard clit, and rub tight circles around it.

Cassie shakes as a moan gets stuck in her throat, and I know I have her.

I twist the vibrator inside her and slam into her one last time while simultaneously pulling the vibrator from her ass and pressing down on her clit.

I let out a guttural groan that comes from the pits of hell while she screams my name from the same place, “NICO!”

Exactly what I fucking wanted.

Her pussy is squeezing me like a vise and making me see fucking stars as I come so hard, it feels like I’ll shoot right through the condom.

I fall to the bed beside her and pull her on top of me, needing to keep her as close as possible before she has the chance to push me away. I feel her racing heart beating rapidly against my chest like a hummingbird’s wings, and it makes mine flutter the same in response.

Unless it’s hers matching mine?