Chapter 26
Present
Upper-East Side, New York City
I FOUND MY WIFE IN the kitchen, reorganizing some of the kitchen appliances to her preference.
Francesca heard me the moment I entered the apartment, turning to face me with a sweet smile. “Hey, babe–”
I grabbed her by the back of the neck and kissed her as deep as I could. Her hands came to my face, holding on the sides of my jaw, as she kissed me back just as hard.
We kissed like we were starving for each other. Like we hadn’t seen each other in days instead of couple hours.
We kissed like it would never be enough.
Francesca’s hands lowered from my jaw to my neck, her sharp nails digging into my jugular.
Breaking the kiss, I held her close to me still, both of us breathless.
“Listen…” I started, little unsure what I was doing with this woman. “You like me, right?”
She frowned, then a small mischievous smirk played on her lips. “You been listening to rumors, Capo?”
“I hear mi Donna has quite the appetite for blood.”
“Hm…” She teased me, her manicured finger slipping inside the open collar of my shirt, and running over my chest. “I hear that’s no measure for Diablo.”
I looked deep into her eyes, and I could’ve sworn the fire inside her burned brighter.
Turning her towards the stairs, I slapped her ass, sending her in that direction. “Bedroom. Now.”
Francesca smirked at me over her shoulder, already heading up the stairs and teasing me with the sway of her hips.
“I want you naked, in the center of the bed, legs spread and waiting for me.” I flashed her one of my sincere smiles. “Or there will be punishment.”
“You promise?” She bit her bottom lip.
“Francesca…”
“Yes, sir.” She nodded with a giggle before rushing up the stairs to our bedroom.
Our bedroom.
There was another first for both of us.
I stood there for a moment, watching her ass in that tight dress before heading to my office.
From the desk drawer, I grabbed a tie and a pair of handcuffs – hiding the later in my back pocket.
On the way back, I threw the tie around my neck and stopped by the kitchen, getting a glass and filling it with ice from the fridge.
By the time I made it upstairs, Francesca was waiting for me and ready to play. I stopped at the edge of the bed, rubbing a hand over my mouth at the way she sat there, naked in the center of the mattress, legs parted and waiting for me. Her knees swinged slowly from side to side
“Come here, baby.”
Francesca smirked, moving to her knees and crawling slowly to me.
“Do you trust me?” I asked, cupping her face when she stopped in front of me.
“Yes…”
“Alright. I’m going to put handcuffs on you. And then I’m going to blindfold you, mi Donna.”
“Why?”
I cupped her chin. “Because I want to make you come harder than you ever have before.”
“Okay…” She breathed out with a little smile.
“Nervous?”
“A little.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take good care of you. I promise.” Leaning down, I captured her bottom lip between mine, before pulling back. “Listen… You know the color system?”
She blushed hard. “Umm, yeah…”
“Explain it to me.”
“Green: keep going. Yellow: be careful. Red: stop.”
“Very good, baby. We’re going to use that tonight, alright?”
“Okay…”
I smiled down at her, loving the way she was around me. So trusting.
“Give me a kiss.”
She smiled, her hand holding onto my jaw as she reached up, pressing her soft, pouty lips to mine. She felt like heaven, even when she bit my bottom lip while pulling away.
I smiled at her and she smiled up at me. Mine, cocky and showing teeth. Hers, small and a little naughty.
“Hold your hands out.”
She did, and I reached into my pocket, pulling out the pair of handcuffs from my pocket. Francesca kept her eyes on me as I clicked them shut, the intensity of the moment getting to both of us.
“I’m going to blindfold you now, baby. Okay?”
She smiled, sitting back and waiting patiently.
In one smooth move, I pulled the tie from around my neck and covered her pretty eyes with the soft silk, tying a gentle but firm know at the back.
She smiled when I rested my hands on her neck.
“Doing alright?”
“Yes, sir,” She teased me with a pout of her lips, a small giggle slipping through.
I smirked, knowing exactly what I had in mind for her tonight.
“Go ahead and get comfortable for me. Hands above your head on the pillow. That’s it, lean back.”
Slowly, I walked back to where I left the glass with ice on the console table and grabbed it, anticipation vibrating through me.
My pulse drummed fast as I placed the glass at the foot corner of the massive bed and began undressing.
My dick got harder by the second, having to stare at Francesca looking so beautiful and ready…
Skin smooth and glowy, breathing growing heavy, pussy sparkling with the wetness pooling between her legs.
Smiling, despite not being able to see me.
Lowering one knee to the bed, the mattress dipped with my weight, and she bit her bottom lip with a smile. I moved the tumbler a little closer and climbed over her; dragging my nose from her stomach, all the way up to her neck. I nipped at her scream, earning a small laugh of excitement.
“How does it feel?” I murmured, kissing her jaw and neck. “Being tied up under me.”
“Good,” she confessed, pressing her thighs together.
A big smile spread across my face as I kissed her temple.
“You trust me, princesa?”
“I do.”
“You feel safe with me?”
“I do.”
A deep groan of satisfaction rumbled in my chest.
“You don’t know how happy that makes me, baby.”
I captured her lips in a slow, deep kiss that had me brick hard against her stomach.
“Are you ready to start playing, Francesca?”
“Yes…”
Moving down, I kissed down her neck and cleavage. Not touching her with my hands, only my hot mouth. I kissed under her breasts, to the sides, and then around, closing in with each soft brush of my lips.
When my wet, hot mouth closed around her hard nipple, her back curved off the mattress.
I kissed her skin then sucked, before dragging my teeth over the diamond peak.
I took my time, doing the same to her other breast, then switched again and again.
My movements grew in intensity and roughness, making sure to give my cock a grab from time to time to release some of the tension.
Francesca was shuddering, gasping for air, needing me to make her come but knowing I wasn’t going to make it that easy for her.
I pulled away, signaling I was done for the moment by running a rough palm over both her breasts, squeezing softly and massaging.
“Matteo…”
“Are you turned on, princesa?”
“Yes.”
“Are you warmed up?”
“Yes.”
Pulling back, I reached for the glass and grabbed an ice cube. Leaning down, I left one more kiss to her breast before touching the ice to her skin.
Francesca gasped, her skin turning to goosebumps, her nipples turning harder than diamonds.
“Oh, my God…”
“Something wrong?”
“It’s cold…”
Smirking, I took the ice off and kissed her breasts with my hot mouth. She sighed back into me, relaxing.
But I had different plans. Putting the ice cube in my mouth, I went back to playing with her breasts. Francesca moaned in surprise at the cold temperature combined with the swirl of my tongue and warmth of my mouth.
Her hands came down to touch me, but I pulled away, letting the ice cube slip out of my mouth and melt into the skin on her stomach.
“No,” I growled, pushing her hands back up, and placing a pillow between her head and hands so she had something to hold onto.
“Matteo…”
“Be a good girl for your Capo, and let me have my fun, Donna.”
Francesca groaned, throwing her head back into the pillows with slight frustration.
Climbing over her, I began massaging the melting ice cube into her flat stomach and firm breasts.
“Will you stay still for me if I eat your pussy for a while first?” I murmured.
“Yes…” She pouted.
“Hmm… I don’t know…”
“Please, Matteo. I’ll be good, I promise.”
I smirked and closed the distance between us, catching her bottom lip between mine. “You’ll behave after I kiss your pussy?”
“Yes, I swear.”
“You promise?”
“I promise. I’ll let you play with me. After.”
“For as long as I want?”
“Anything you want, just please…”
“In that case…” I smirked, already kissing down her stomach to get to her. “I better lick you real good. Since you’re being so nice, mi Donna…”
“Mhm…”
“Spread open for me,” I told her while wrapping my big arms around her thighs and pushing her ass higher. She listened, letting her knees fold back and fall to the sides.
I pressed a soft, feather-like kiss to her clit.
“Like this?” I murmured, letting my breath fan against her naked skin.
She nodded eagerly, the blindfold not budging. Her arms squeezing the pillow behind her head, hard.
“What about this?” I teased her, doing the faintest lick over her pussy.
“Yes.”
“Hmm… And this?” I tilted my head and bit her lightly, not enough to hurt, just enough to get a reaction from dragging my teeth over her perfect, soft skin.
Francesca hissed, the sound turning into a needy groan. “God, yes.”
I moved to close my mouth around her clit and suck while circling my tongue.
I chuckled, “Let me know if you like this…”
A mix of cries, moans and whimpers fell from her lips.
“Matteo… Oh, my God… I– I’m going to– Ah!”
She came so hard, her body vibrated in my arms, shattering completely from the orgasm. Her lips were parted, but barely any sound came out after that first scream. I hadn’t even touched her opening and she was already soaked, dripping between her ass cheeks and down to the sheets.
I was so proud, seeing my wife feel so safe she could completely lose herself around me like that. Pulling away, I pressed kiss after kiss to her sensitive core before rubbing a rough palm over her lower stomach.
Climbing back over her, I stopped at her breasts, making sure to kiss, massage, and play with every inch of her. When I moved to her lips, she met me with equal desperation.