Chapter 5
Chapter Five
SERENITY
The boy I had a crush on since ninth grade is mine. Nico Pitucco is pushy and all-consuming.
We’ve kissed like we couldn’t get enough of each other on several occasions. He’s never once pushed his hand between my thighs and felt how wet I was for him. I’m thankful he didn’t. I see the lust in his eyes and how hard his dick is every time he kisses me. His self-control is remarkable.
I’m so tired of dreaming about him doing all the naughty things to me. I want his mouth all over my body now.
I’m ushered through the wrought-iron gate by armed guards and follow the winding paved driveway and pull up before the expansive mansion.
Additional bodyguards in dark suits patrol the perimeter with the same vigilance as those at my own home.
As a mafia princess, I’m never far from protection.
Still, I insisted my guards stay outside the gate—much to Javier and Fitz’s displeasure.
The massive black double doors swing open, revealing the butler as I step out of my yellow Lamborghini.
He greets me with a polite nod. “Good afternoon, Ms. Cichello.”
“Good afternoon,” I answer.
“Come in.” he gestures to the oversized vestibule. My eyes move around the bright white and black marble ceiling.
“I’ll take your jacket.” He assists me as I shrug off my navy jacket.
“Nico will be with you shortly. Please have a seat in the sitting room. Can I get you anything?”
“A bottled water, please.” I offer a small smile.
“Right away.” He bows slightly and moves away.
It’s my first visit to Nico’s house. In the underworld, kids like us don’t throw parties at home; we party at our friends’ instead.
The butler soon returns, placing the water bottle into my hand just as I stand fixated on a family portrait of Nico, his older brother Nick, sister Natalia, and their parents.
I gulp half the bottle of water, trying to push down the nervousness.
Strong arms wrap around me from behind. “I’m happy you’re here.”
I can feel his erection along my spine as his lips press against my neck. A shiver runs through my body.
“Where is everyone?” I ask, my voice a bit unsteady.
“My brother and sister are off at college, and my parents are away for the weekend.”
I already knew they were gone, which is why I chose today to come over. I’m surprised he doesn’t call me out on it.
He takes my hand and guides me up the elegant, winding staircase.
“I’m glad you finally came to get what you’ve been wanting for so long,” he says with a sly grin.
There isn’t a need to pretend I’m not here for what he promised a month and a half ago.
As soon as we enter his room, his stunning brown eyes grow even darker. He shut the door behind us.
“Make yourself comfortable.”
I put my small black purse on the dresser. A game controller sits on one of the two black and white gaming chairs, and I notice the game is paused.
I sink into one of the chairs and pick up the controller, continuing the game where he left off.
“Don’t get me killed,” he warns.
I laugh. “I won’t.” I cross my legs at the ankles and settle in, my jeans snug around my thighs.
I navigate his character through the trenches in Call of Duty.
Nico drops into the matching gamer chair beside me, lounging in gray sweatpants and a white tee. Across the front, in our school colors, it reads: They eat my dust.
On the back: When I make touchdowns.
I grin. Classic Nico. Cocky and completely unbothered.
“So far, so good,” he says. “I know we’ve talked about gaming on occasion. I had no idea you were this good.”
“My little brother, Krew and I play sometimes,” I reply.
I don’t mention that I’ve played against him online as the gamer tag Timmytoogood111.
“This is my favorite game. Only one gamer has ever challenged me,” he says, leaning back in his chair. “They beat me,” he admits through clenched teeth.
I was the one who beat him. I suppress a smile, focusing on the game.
“Yes!” I shout as I advance to the next level.
My boyfriend applauds. “Great job.”
“Thank you,” I reply.
He tugs the edge of my seat closer. “You deserve an extra reward.”
Then his lips claim mine. Hungry and sure.
“Do I?” I breathe, my body already igniting under his touch.
“Yes,” he growls, fingers working the button on my jeans.
I reach over and palm his hard length through his sweats. “You’re so… so—”
“So what?”
“Hard,” I whisper, voice thick with need.
“For you, I always am.”
I toss the controller aside. Nico pulls me into his lap, my knees settling on either side of his strong thighs. I’m too wet to sink down on his lap.
He looks up at me, heat flashing in his eyes. “If I slide my fingers into your panties right now, how wet will you be?”
My lips brush his. “Extremely.”
Nico places me back in my chair. Dropping to his knees, he lifts my shirt and kisses my soft belly. His dark hair tickles my stomach as he shoves my jeans and panties just below my ass. He inhales deeply, groaning.
“Fuck me,” he mutters, his deep voice heavy with lust.
Nico stares at me, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts through my t-shirt.
“You have no idea the effect you have on me,” he murmurs.
Did he mean to say that out loud? He seems lost in his own world, palms now caressing my bare ass like he’s worshipping me.
Then his lips and nose press against my mound. “You’re my undoing, Serenity.”
The confession lingers in the air. It’s bold, unexpected—borderline obsessive. But coming from Nico? It twists something deep in me.
Silence wraps around us.
“Time to give you what you want.” His deep voice rumbles through me, igniting everything inside.
I shiver as he lifts me effortlessly while rising to his feet.
My fingertips trace the angles of his gorgeous face. “I’m scared,” I whisper.
“Don’t be,” he says. “I’ve got you.”
He tosses me onto the bed with a grin and peels my shirt off. That same grin grows cocky as he yanks down my tight jeans and panties in one swift motion, leaving me fully exposed beneath his hungry gaze.
“Nico, you better start undressing. I’m not about to be the only one naked.”
He nods slowly. “Understood, baby.”
Did Nico Pitucco just obey me? I smirk to myself, savoring the power I hold over this beautiful boy.
He reaches for the hem of his shirt and tugs it over his head, revealing that chiseled chest and those sculpted abs. I’ve seen him shirtless on the field. Football boys always showing off, but this view? This is just for me.
I trail my fingers across his chest, biting my lip as he stands again and pushes his sweatpants down his thick, muscled thighs.
His cock springs free, hard and ready, making my breath hitch.
I’ve felt it before—but seeing it like this?
It’s something else. He has more hair around it than I expected… is that normal?
“Don’t hurt me, Nico,” I whisper.
He fists himself slowly, the way he plans to move inside me. “Remove your bra.”
I don’t hesitate. I reach back, unclasp it, and he tugs it the rest of the way off, tossing it aside with the rest of our clothes.
Nico leans over, capturing my lips with his. His hard body presses into my soft frame, all heat and strength. My hands drift along his back, memorizing every ridge.
His eyes move over my face. “Take your hair down,” he commands.
“Nico, as you can see, my hair is slicked back.”
He palms my face. “I want to see your wavy brown hair encase your beautiful face.”
I fight an eye-roll. And blow out a breath.
Nico has stared at me like a man possessed since I arrived at Mercy Prep.
Never once making a move until now. Why?
This wasn’t the time to ask. I glide the elastic band down my long strands and toss it on the nightstand.
My fingers work my thick hair, fanning it out.
He grabs a pillow and places it under my head. Nico frames my hair around my face. And slicks his tongue across his lips. “I want you to watch everything I do to you.”
Was I ever in one of his fantasies? Maybe looking like this. Naw. I’m reading too much into this moment.
He trails soft kisses along my neck and over my breasts. My mind spirals. Has he done this with other girls in this room?
Don’t go there, Serenity. He chose you. You’re his girlfriend.
He pauses and looks up through those thick lashes. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” I say, but I sound anything but confident.
He chuckles low. “You’re lying.”
“I was just… thinking about the other girls who’ve been in this room.”
“Sure, some girls have been here. But not in my bed. No one’s ever been where you are. No one ever will be.” His lips graze mine again. “Only one girl gets the royal treatment. My beautiful mafia princess.”
My heart squeezes in my chest at his words. My boyfriend knows how to pour it on thick. His words comfort me.
A smile tugs at my lips. “Nico, I know you’re not a saint. You don’t have to pretend.”
He cups my cheek. “They’ll tell you I’ve fucked them in my bed. I’m telling you I didn’t. You and me? We don’t live by what outsiders say.”
He kisses me softly. “Forget them, Serenity.”
I nod because I want to. Because Nico’s the only one who understands what it means to live in our world.
“There’s only one woman’s pussy I’ll ever bask in and devour. And that’s yours.”
He pulls my nipple into his mouth.
“Nico,” I gasp, flustered, “don’t say things like that.”
His cognac eyes with flecks of green flash up at me. “It’s the truth.”
His head lowers again. “Tell me what feels good.” His tongue flicks over my clit.
I gasp, hips jerking as a moan slips out.
“I hope all the porn I watched helps,” he flashes a boyish grin.
He studied for this? To please me? My heart melts as my body burns.
“Please me, Nico.”
“Say no more, Serenity.”
My entire body zings for this beautiful boy who wants to make me feel good.
He spreads my trembling thighs wide, gazes at my soft belly, and presses a kiss there. He loves my stomach, soft and real. I thought he had to have a girl with abs like his.
But not my man. His tongue glides through my folds, dragging moans out of me, bringing my fantasies to life. I can’t believe Nico is eating my pussy like it’s his favorite meal.
He reaches up, gripping my breast with one hand while his mouth worships me. My hands tangle in his silky hair as my hips roll.
“Right there, Nico,” I beg.
He latches onto my clit and sends a jolt of pleasure through my entire body. I come hard, crying out his name.
“God, Nico,” I whimper. My voice raw.
But he doesn’t stop. He keeps sucking, licking, coaxing another orgasm out of me. The waves crash over me again and again. A giddy, blissful grin curls on my lips. “Oh, how I dreamed about this,” I admit, lost in the haze.
He chuckles against my pussy, then slips his tongue inside my tight hole, sending me spiraling once more.
I’m completely undone.
“Nico, fuck me.”
He doesn’t respond.
Instead, he kneels between my legs and pulls one with him, pressing kisses along my inner thigh. “Eating your pussy was the reward I promised.”
“Why can’t I have the dick too?” I ask, daring him.
A smirk curves on his lips. “What happened to my innocent girlfriend?”
“I’m not so innocent.”
His eyes darken. “If I ever find out another guy tasted you, I’ll kill him.”
I ignore his outburst.
“You said I earned a second reward for winning the game. I get to choose. And I choose that.” I point at his thick, hard dick. Pre-cum beads at the tip.
Then I sit up and take him into my mouth.
“Serenity,” he groans, tangling his fingers in my hair.
I release him and fall back onto the pillows. “I want it. Now.”
“Fine,” he says, voice strained.
Hovering over me, his gaze locks with mine. “Are you on birth control?”
“Yes.”
“I’ve never had unprotected sex. You’re the only girl who gets parts of me no one else ever has.”
His words bloom in my chest.
“I’m putting my trust in you, Nico.”
He caresses my face gently. “Thank you.”
His fingers slide between my legs, working me open while his mouth closes around my nipple. My hips lift toward him, needy and ready to be filled by the only boy I ever wanted.
My hands trace his back, aching to feel him inside me.
Then he calls out, “Play Serenity’s playlist.”
‘Please Don’t Judge Me’ by Chris Brown blares through the surround sound speakers.
Nico leans close to my ear. “I don’t want the staff hearing my woman scream.”
I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. He hooks my knee over his arm.
“This is going to hurt. Just for a little while.”
I breathe out. “Okay.”
He lines himself up and brushes my clit with slow, teasing strokes. Then he starts to push in.
Pain and pleasure hit me at once. My eyes close tightly as he inches deeper.
“Want me to stop?”
“No. Keep going,” I whisper.
He thrusts slowly, deeper each time, until he’s fully seated inside me.
“Nico,” I cry out.
“It’s okay, Serenity. Dig your nails in.”
I do as he says, gripping his shoulders as he slams into me with a full, powerful thrust.
“Nico,” I shout at the top of my lungs.
His slick body moves over mine, strokes quickening. The pleasure builds sharp and fast.
“Yes,” I moan, barely able to hold on.
My body trembles as he circles my clit with two fingers while pounding into me mercilessly. I come hard, breathless and undone.
He keeps going until his rhythm falters. “Serenity, you feel so fucking good.”
His face twists with pleasure before he kisses me, body jerking as he releases inside me.
Breathing hard, he pulls out. “I’ll be right back.”
I watch his tight ass as he strolls into the bathroom. He returns with a warm cloth and presses it between my thighs.
“That feels good,” I whisper.
“I know you’re sore. I’ll run you a bath.”
“How do you know to do that?”
“My mom told my brother and me, if we ever take a girl’s virginity, run her a warm bath.”
“Will you join me?”
He reaches for my hand. “Yeah.”
We spent the rest of the day together. Ate good food. Played video games. And I fucked him again.
It was a perfect day.