Insatiable - Devil's Stepbrothers MC

by Hampton, Sophia

  He grabbed her tits in his hands and squeezed as he watched the pleasure bloom on her face. She did like to be treated a bit roughly, and he didn’t mind that a bit. Taking her nipples between his thumb and pointer finger, he stretched the hardened flesh out away from her body only to release them when he felt he’d pulled them far enough. She wiggled her butt towards him, and he made a mental note that her tits and her ass were real. He didn’t think she had on butt pads or tit enhancers, but in this day and age, one never knew.

  “Just like that,” she moaned, and he could tell she was trying to keep her eyes on him, but she also seemed to want to close her eyes and concentrate on what he was doing to her.

  He moved his hands down her body and opened her pussy so they could both look at the deep red color of her most private place. Her clit was standing at attention like she’d not just shot off like a geyser over on the bed a few minutes ago. He liked a woman who could keep up with him, and she looked like she was down for whatever he was into.

  She was rotating her hips, and he knew she thought he would give her what she wanted. Looking around at this place, he could tell this wasn’t a woman who was denied much. Prolonging this for her was doing the same for him, and he loved to hold off for the more intense orgasm. Rubbing her hardened nub for a few seconds seemed to relax her, which was why she was startled when he drew back and tapped her clit a few times.

  Her body shuddered a little, but he knew she hadn’t had enough stimulation to make her come. Lorna’s eyes flew open and she stared at him.

  “I know you liked that, Lorna. You’re practically dripping,” he told her as he fingered her wet slit.

  “I didn’t say I didn’t like it, Aiden.” She kept her focus on him, and it almost upped the intimacy of the moment even though they weren’t facing each other. Her body was tanned, and she had the look of a pampered woman, but her attitude was purely down to earth. That was an uncommon combination, but she’d been skewing his assumptions since they’d met.

  “Good.” He continued rubbing her wet sex with one hand while fingering her with the other. The sexy clit taps and slaps came periodically so she wouldn’t be ready for them. She was practically heaving with each touch he gave her, and he could tell that she loved it almost as much as he did. He liked that she called him by his real name even though he’d explained that everyone called him Danny and the reason why.

  “Do you want more?” He asked when he was practically humping the ass she kept swinging his way.

  “I don’t know. Since you’re so happy to tease me with your pussy slaps and nipple tugs, maybe I should just continue to softly grind my ass on your cock.” She did exactly that as he watched her in the mirror and felt the movement against his dick. Lorna had such a cat with cream look on her face, he almost hated to get things started. Things that would make that contented look into an expression of desire for more.

  This woman made him chuckle. She was doing a good job of turning him on, and it was great to see a woman who could dish it out as well as she could take it. Bending his knees, he was able to get a good angle up into her pussy and went in deep and firm just like she liked it, but he brought her back against his chest so that they could look at each other as he fucked her. Her face held a frown as she seemed to try to catch all the sensations that were swirling around them, and for once he thought he may not hold on as long as the person he was trying to pleasure. That in and of itself was new and not appreciated.

  He focused on making his strokes long as he pulled out as far as he could and then plunged back in, but that seemed to be making his dilemma even more challenging. The fast pace and her tight pussy pulled him into a spiral that he wasn’t going to be able to hold back from. Placing one hand on her clit and the other on her tit he rubbed and pulled a few times before the growl that he was holding back came roaring out, and with it came a climax that made his ass clench so hard it felt sore, but on his way back from filling his condom with more spunk than it could possibly hold, he heard Lorna being pushed over the edge of her pleasure as well. Damn that was close.

  There was a sheer mist of sweat on both of them, and although he knew he’d worked hard he wondered how much the lights were a part of the heat. What he knew for sure was he enjoyed getting this up close look at her when she was getting pleasured. Because she was faced away from him, it almost seemed like he was watching a movie, but what an interactive film it had been.

  Kissing her neck, he withdrew his cock from her body, and she took off into another room. He knew that she enjoyed what they had done, but he wondered why she took off without saying a word. She came back a few minutes later with a few warm cloths and bottles of water.

  “Here,” she said as he handed him first the cloth and then the water. “You’ve earned this.”

  “All this work, and I’ve only earned a bottle of water?” He accepted both of the items and began the clean up that he’d stalled after she’d left the room and he’d disposed of the condom.

  “Well how about we order some pizza?” She had sponged off when she went to the bathroom apparently because she wasn’t using any of the cloths she’d brought in for him, and she looked fresh and dewy. She definitely wasn’t high maintenance if she could pull herself together that quickly.

  He was glad she wasn’t a hit it and quit it chick, or he’d have to scramble to figure out a way to stay and get what he’d actually came for. Being around her made it hard for him to remember he was here to do a job. A very serious, life threatening job, and since she knew the mark he was looking for, it wouldn’t be smart to get too attached to her. That’s what his mind was saying, but the powerful leader that his cock was had a whole other story.

  “That sounds like a good start.” Walking back to the bed, he hoped he’d not end up hurting this beautiful woman, but when he was there was usually pain. She called in the order and directed him to the bed.

  “I’ve always wanted to eat pizza in bed with a hot guy.”

  He was glad she was bringing in some reinforcements because this woman would take some energy to fully satisfy, and it would give him some time to ask her some questions.

  “Well, then I think you’ve met your match because I’m ready to take on that challenge and win.”

  She laughed a full hearty laugh, and something inside him wanted to see more of that. Maybe the questions could wait until another day. It wasn’t like he wasn’t building up to it. She probably would be more willing to offer up information when they knew each other better. Somewhere inside, he knew this was a lie, but looking at the beautifully sated woman who looked at him like he meant something was going to be hard to let go, but he would. Just not today.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Lorna couldn’t believe it had already been a week since she’d brought Aiden back to her house. She was never one of those people who wanted to make a one night stand more permanent, but this guy made her want to do it. What she didn’t want to do was to have her father find out about it. This is why she couldn’t keep a guy for more than 10 seconds. With him being the head of the Mafia, she often wondered if the guys she liked didn’t come back because they were afraid or because they had been fitted with cement shoes and thrown in the river.

  She was making a big dinner for Aiden as he said he loved Italian, and that was about all she could cook. They’d talked a lot during the evening and nights they’d spent together. She knew he was from Iowa, and he was here looking for work. He didn’t know how badly she wanted to talk to her father about getting him a position, but if she did, that would put him right where all of her other men friends had been… under the control of a mobster.

  Watching Aiden move around her place made her think about family and how important it was to her. This man must have the cock of the block to make her start thinking of having a family of her own after only one week. There is no way she would share this with any of her friends. They’d demand to meet him to either see where his mind was or fuck him to find out why she thought he was
so great. In a way, she wanted to keep this a secret that was for herself alone. When she shared him, he’d have to meet her family, and they’d run him around to see if he was worthy. If her father was involved, and when wasn’t he involved, it really wouldn’t matter if this man was the richest man in the world with the most solid reputation; he wouldn’t be worthy.

  “Who’s this?” He said from across the room. She had watched him picking up this or that with no real interest, but for some reason a picture of her and her cousin was enough to make him ask. It made her giddy that he’d even asked. They were in the getting to know you phase, but he didn’t really share much. She understood it had only been a week, and there were things, big things, she hadn’t shared with him either.

  “It’s me and Lucca last year at the Annual Happy Day Benefit. We have to go every year for some reason. I don’t even argue about it anymore; I just show up, smile, and leave.” She laughed when she finished her comment because it seemed like the fun police just sucked all the good vibes from the room. Something had switched in the atmosphere, and it wasn’t good. There were times when she was too fanciful, ask her mother, but it really seemed like something was wrong.

  “You go to the Giovanni Charity dinner every year? Why?” He asked and looked like it was such a ridiculous thing to do that she’d forgotten that she hadn’t mentioned who she was. There was a reason for that… she never did. If someone didn’t know she was the oldest daughter of the largest organized crime boss, she wouldn’t tell them. She’d gotten very comfortable with Aiden. So much so that she’d forgotten that she had been in hiding from everyone for her whole life. She was torn on what to do, but she trusted this man, so she was going to go out on a limb.

  “There are a few things I’ve not told you, but one of the reasons I knew you weren’t telling the truth about who you were is because I recognized a lot of the things you did. I recognized them because I don’t usually tell the truth about myself. I can make up stories to fill in the gaps and for my main history.” She wasn’t able to talk to him while looking at him. Exposing herself like this to him was more revealing than when she took off her clothes and stood before him naked. It was going to happen… she was going to do it… if only the butterflies in her stomach would land for just a second. She hoped she wouldn’t be sick.

  He must have put down the picture and walked over to her because she could see him out of the corner of her eye… standing so still it was like he was made of stone. She remembered how patient he could be from the first time they’d had sex, and she admired how he could wait to see what she was going to do to his cock. It would have been helpful for him to say something though because maybe she wouldn’t say the words that hadn’t ever left he mouth. His presence was comforting, and right then and there she made the choice to trust him. She glanced over to where he stood and hoped she was making the right decision. She opened up her mouth to let it out but stopped… could she really do this? She started again.

  “I’m not who you think I am,” she said as a starter. Lorna knew she was stirring the sauce like it required an advanced degree to handle the spoon, but she didn’t want to see his face when she admitted her omission.

  “We’ve talked a lot this past week, but you’ve never really said who you are beside the fact that your name is Lorna not Laura, and I know you have long black hair instead of a short blonde bob. You work as a boutique owner that sells really expensive dresses. Who else are you that I think you’re not?”

  “My name is Lorna Giovanni, and I’m the eldest daughter of Mario Giovanni.” At the last minute, she decided she had to see what that knowledge would do to his expression. She’d been hiding that information, from anyone who didn’t actually know the information as a fact, for so long it honestly felt like a weight had been lifted from her chest.

  “So that would make the guy in the picture—” He stopped like he didn’t want to make any assumptions even though she’d just given him the information.

  “Lucca is my best friend… and my favorite cousin.” She’d wanted to see what that information would do to him, and it wasn’t as good as she’d hoped it be. Her thought was that he wouldn’t think it was a big deal and maybe to laugh it off, but that didn’t seem to be the case. He looked physically sick. The blood had drained from him face making him look a little pale, and he was looking around the room like he wanted to leave. This is what she’d always thought would happen if someone found out she was related to the man who was behind more than half of the crime in this town. It was hard to see him not look at her, but this is what she’d recall the next time she decided to tell someone of her horrible secret. Everything was going so well, and she had to take this time to tell the truth.

  Aiden cleared his throat like he was going to say something, but she could see he was struggling to find the right words to say. He kept looking at the door, and she didn’t know if that was because he wanted to leave or because he thought someone was going to bust through her door. She couldn’t blame him for wanting to leave. In some ways, well in a lot of ways, it was a matter of life or death… his, if her father found out about him and didn’t like him around his little girl. She’d seen enough of him struggling with what to say and what to do. Turning back to her sauce, she made the decision to let him go.

  “I know that is a lot to swallow at one time. People say I seem pretty normal,” she laughed a little and knew she’d better get him out of there before she embarrassed herself by crying like a baby. “You don’t have to stay. I won’t get anyone to come after you. No hard feelings. Really.”

  He was so silent she wondered if he’d left before she’d finished her monologue, but when she turned around he was still there… exactly the way he was before she turned away. Was he in shock? Frozen? She stared at him until he slightly shook his head. That must have cleared some of the cobwebs because his color looked better.

  “That threw me for a loop.” He sounded like the man she knew, but there was something in his voice that was distancing. She learned to read people more for how they behaved than what came out of their mouths. He was going to say everything was fine, but deep in her heart, she knew he had one foot out the door.

  She could only nod and wait for the boom.

  “Is dinner almost ready?” He said it in an almost conversational tone, but the clearing of his throat told her more than what he was saying ever could.

  “Yes. I just have to put the garlic bread in the oven.”

  “Do you have wine to go with the meal?”

  “I wanted to pick something up on the way home, but I forgot to make that one last stop.” She knew this was an out for him, and she had already decided to let him take it. Why was she getting upset about it? She was decisive if she was anything, and her decision had been made. She probably would have to invest in some big girl panties because based on the tantrum she wanted to throw, she didn’t appear to be wearing any.

  “I know there is a wine shop a few blocks away. I’ll run over there to pick something up… that will also give me a chance to clear my mind.” He was trying his best to sound upbeat and normal, but she knew it was false. There it was… BOOM. He’d found a way out.

  She wanted to believe that he was coming back to have dinner. He could have just said that something came up, but there was doubt swirling around in her head and heart. People became frightened when they learned who she was, and she couldn’t blame them. Lots of people had told her they thought if they made her mad she’d get her father to kill them and their families. Little did they know, she was against most violence and would never be the one to request harm come to someone.

  “Okay,” she said so he knew she was fine with the plan. The way it came out sounded foreign because it couldn’t be her voice that sounded that weak and sad.

  He had come up behind her and moved his hand to cover the hand that had the spoon in it. Helping her set it down, he turned her so she faced him.

  “I just need a few minutes to myself. I’ll be back
.” Just the weight of him looking at her was enough to make her want to cry. She had to pull herself together. This is when she wanted to be her daddy’s girl. Tough, rough, and taking no shit from anyone. Did she think her Papa would blink twice if someone didn’t want to be around him? No. And neither should she. That’s the way she should be thinking, but that was not what was happening.

  She took a deep breath before responding as she looked up into the face she didn’t know if she’d ever see again. “I know that was a surprise, and I want you to know that if you don’t want to come back… it’s okay. I’m not saying that I want that or that I won’t miss you, but I don’t want you to feel that if you leave I’ll send my father’s people after you.”