He spoke so reverently, that I couldn’t help but ask. “Have you ever nursed?”
Marco shook his head. “I loved my mother, but she wasn’t the kind of woman who would put the needs of her children above her own.” He gently pinched my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and was rewarded with a drop of milk. “Fascinating,” he murmured as he bent to touch the pebbled flesh with the tip of his tongue.
I cradled the back of his neck with my palm before pulling his head closer to my breast in silent approval.
Marco wrapped his lips around my nipple and sucked.
My hips gave an involuntary thrust as a thread of heat wound its way through my body. I blinked several times, trying to clear my muddy brain. Never had Annie’s nursing caused such a reaction.
Marco released my breast and stood with me still in his arms. He gently laid me down on the sofa before moving to stretch out on top of me. “I’ve never tasted anything sweeter,” he whispered against my lips. He scooted down my body before latching onto my breast once more.
I could feel the cool leather of the couch against my ass, so I knew my skirt had to be around my waist, but the more he suckled, the wetter I got. “Touch me,” I begged, spreading my legs.
Without taking his mouth from my nipple, Marco pushed aside my panties and thrust two fingers deep into my pussy. I cried out at the invasion before I could stop myself. “Sorry.”
“Never apologize for what you feel,” he said as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of my sopping pussy. “Tell me you want me inside of you.”
At the moment, I doubted I’d ever wanted anything more. “Please, give me your cock.”
Marco climbed off my body to stand over me. “You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever touched,” he said, taking off his suit jacket.
Although I had my doubts about that, I reveled in the compliment. “I’m glad you think so.”
Marco bent over and lapped at the milk beaded on my nipples as he loosened his tie. “I don’t know how I’m going to ever let you out of my sight long enough to work. Perhaps I’ll make you sit on my lap as I conduct business,” he mused with a grin. “Would you like that?”
I glanced at the prominent bulge pressing against the fly of his suit pants and nodded. Never had I felt so sexual, but there was something about the way he looked at me that made me want to give him all of me.
“Hmm?” He prompted as he rid himself of his white dress shirt. “Would you sit on my lap and let my fingers or my cock fuck in and out of you as I conduct business?”
“Yes.” I licked my lips.
“And what if I have someone in my office? Would you still let me touch you?” he asked.
I could tell by his heated gaze that he wanted me to agree, and, although, I’d never had an audience, my pussy clenched at the mere mention of someone watching Marco pleasure me. “If that’s what you want,” I finally replied. “I’m yours, remember?”
He made a pleased sound before unzipping his pants. “You are my fantasy.”
One look at his cock heavily veined cock, and I returned the sentiment. He was much bigger than Tony, but I wouldn’t let that deter me from what I wanted. “As you are mine.” I reached for his erection, but he pulled away before I could touch him.
“I need to fuck.” He draped my left leg over the back of the sofa before ripping my panties from my body. “From now on, you will go without these.” He dangled the ripped lingerie from his fingertip before tossing it away. “I’ll buy you clothes that enhance your body and feel good against your soft skin.”
I flicked my gaze back and forth between his face and his shaft, wondering what kind of clothes turned Marco on. “Okay.”
Drawing his finger up my wet slit, he knelt between my spread thighs. “What a pretty pink pussy you have.”
My hips thrust when he pressed the pad of his thumb against my engorged clit. I wanted to beg him to taste me, but, first, I wanted his cock. “Please?” I begged again.
Marco grabbed his erection by the base and guided it toward my cunt. He drew the mushroom head back and forth across my clit several times before plunging into me with one powerful thrust. My breath caught at the enormity of his cock in my tight channel.
“Like a fucking glove,” Marco hissed.
I smiled up at him as the uncomfortable fullness gave way to pleasure like I’d never known. Tony had been my first and only, so I’d had no idea what I’d been missing out on while being with him. Not only had I suffered Tony’s cruelty of late, but I’d also been given the short end of the stick—literally.
I watched Marco stare down at our joined bodies as his dick began to slowly slide in and out of me. “Your pussy is hungry for my cock,” he said.
“Yes,” I agreed.
I tried to wrap my legs around his waist, but he shook his head and grabbed my ankles. Opening me further, he began to piston his hips back and forth, fucking me harder with each stroke. “I want to see my dick coated in your cream as it slides out of you.”
Wow. Tony had never spoken to me in such a frank manner, but my body immediately responded to Marco’s words, setting off my first climax. I bit my lip to keep from crying out as pleasure shot through my body as Marco continued to hammer in and out of me through my orgasm.
“Say my name,” he ordered.
“Marco,” I panted.
“I want everyone in this house to know you’re mine.” Still holding my ankles, he leaned over and captured my right nipple between his lips. I bent my knees to accommodate the new position as my body geared up for another explosion. Tony had given me two climaxes in a single night before, but never had I experienced two within a five-minute period.
I pressed my palms against Marco’s chest and tried to dislodge him. “It’s too much. I can’t.”
Marco released my nipple and grinned. “You can, and you will.” He ground his thatch of black pubic hair against my clit. “Give yourself to me fully, and I’ll make your wildest dreams come true.”
The pressure against my swollen bud had me careening headfirst into another orgasm. “Marco!”
“That’s it,” he grunted. Releasing his hold on my ankles, he pinched my nipples. Warm milk sprayed his face and neck as he buried his cock deep into my pussy. “You’re mine!” he growled loud enough for the entire household to hear as he came inside of me.
The sight of the milky white droplets against his naturally bronzed skin had to be one of the most erotic things I’d ever witnessed, and I knew at that moment I’d give everything I had to Marco over the next six months.
Chapter Two
After two months of living with Marco, I was used to waking alone. I dressed in the white silk robe Marco bought for me, and went in search of Annie.
“Morning,” I greeted when I opened the door to the nursery.
In the process of changing the crib sheet, Maria smiled at me. “Good morning, Ella.”
I looked around the room. “Where’s Annie?”
“Mr. Carducci took her downstairs a few minutes ago.”
“Thanks.” I yawned as I made my way down to the kitchen. The hours spent satisfying Marco’s sexual appetite were starting to catch up with me, and I knew I would need a nap later in the day.
I found my handsome mob boss in the kitchen, feeding Annie what appeared to be baby cereal. “What’re you doing?” I asked.
Marco lifted a linen napkin and wiped Annie chin. “We’re having breakfast.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “If she was hungry again, you should have brought her to me.”
He shrugged. “You were tired, so I called the doctor and asked if it was too early to start Annie on cereal. He was surprised to discover you hadn’t yet started.”
I opened my mouth to argue, but quickly snapped it closed again. I couldn’t defend myself. Annie’s own pediatrician had suggested I supplement her diet with solid food over a month earlier, but I’d been reluctant to give up our special time together.
Marco pat his
thigh. “Join us.”
I looked around for Marco’s cook. “Where’s Angie?”
“Off to the market.” He grinned at me. “But it wouldn’t matter, would it?”
I shook my head and moved to sit on his muscular thigh. It still amazed me how in shape Marco was for a man of his age. “How’s she doing?” I leaned over and kissed Annie’s chubby cheek.
“She loves it.” He handed me the spoon. “You finish while I give you a proper good morning greeting.”
I dipped the small spoon into the oatmeal as Marco untied the sash of my robe. At the first touch of his hands on my sensitive breasts, I shivered and tried to concentrate on getting the spoon into Annie’s mouth.
Marco kissed my neck. “We’re expected at Lucca’s birthday party on Friday, so I’ve asked Maurice to send some gowns over for you to try on.”
It would be my first venture out of the house on Marco’s arm, and I felt both apprehensive and excited. “Where’s the party?”
“Lucca’s. He prefers to use his own men for security instead of having it at a public venue.” Marco gently rubbed his thumb across my nipple. “Still sore?”
“No, they’re fine.” Annie had required more feeding than usual lately and between seeing to her needs and satisfying Marco’s constant attention, I woke the previous day to find my nipples chapped and sore. Thankfully, Marco put a call into his private physician and was able to get some kind of miracle salve.
“Good because I’d like to go back to bed for an hour or so after you finish feeding the princess.” He winked at me.
I sighed in contentment. I wasn’t the only one who’d been on the receiving end of his attention and generosity. On more than one occasion I’d entered the nursery only to find Marco, clad in an expensive suit, with Annie asleep in his arms. It was quickly becoming clear that he’d meant what he’d said on my first evening in the mansion. Marco wanted a family, even if he had to take another man’s. I nearly snorted. Tony cared more about cheating and making money than he did for his daughter or me. As far as I was concerned, we’d both be better off with Marco.
I turned my head and gave Marco a deep kiss, sweeping my tongue inside to play with his for several moments before pulling back. “Let’s take Annie up to the nursery.”
I stood, but before I could lift Annie out of the highchair, Marco rested his hands on my hips. “I’ll get her,” he offered. He kissed my neck again. “I’d like to see you in black for the party.”
I tilted my head back and met his gaze. “Why black?”
“Black is a sexy color.”
“What if Tony’s there?” I asked. I wasn’t sure how I felt going to a party with one man while being married to another.
Marco brushed his fingers over the spot on my cheek that had been bruised when I’d first come to him. “Tony no longer works for the family.”
I should feel bad for my husband, but how could I? Not only had Tony given Annie and me to Marco to save his own skin, but he’d also struck me on more than one occasion. I turned and wrapped my arms around Marco. I was already falling in love with Marco, but his occupation still scared me. I’d been living in a bubble since my arrival, but I was smart enough to know what life with the head of an organized crime family would bring—danger and infidelity. I buried my face against Marco’s chest as I considered how many of his ex-lovers would be at the party.
Marco pulled back. “Are you mad that I took care of Tony?”
I broke eye contact by dropping my chin. “Not at all.”
“Then why do you look sad?” he asked.
I doubted he’d appreciate my jealousy, so I decided to focus on my other concern. “Will I be safe at the party?”
Marco tilted my chin up with his forefinger. “I will guard you with my life and kill anyone who tries to harm you.” He glanced at Annie. “She’s the only reason I didn’t end your husband’s life.” He kissed my forehead. “Not because I want him in her life, but because I never want her to hate me for killing her father.”
My eyes closed. He talked like he’d still be around once Annie grew old enough to even question the whereabouts of her father. Maybe I wasn’t the only one falling in love. Annie started to fuss, drawing my attention. I grinned when I caught a whiff of the problem. “Someone’s ready for a fresh diaper.”
Marco wrinkled his nose, but before he could say anything, Vince stepped into the room. “What is it?” he asked Vince.
“Problem,” Vince replied.
Marco sighed. “I’ll meet you in my office.” He returned his attention to me, running his thumb over my right nipple. “Can these wait for a few minutes?”
I nodded even though my breasts were really starting to hurt. “Sure.”
He narrowed his dark brown eyes. “Are you positive? Because business can wait if you need me.”
I lifted his suit jacket off the back of his chair before holding it open for him. “I’ll get Annie settled, put some clothes on and come back down.”
Marco slipped into his jacket. “And remember what I told you—don’t worry about knocking.”
“I remember.” The request had surprised me when he’d made it, but it had also made me feel even closer to the man because I knew he trusted me.
* * * *
By the time I entered Marco’s office, my breasts were so full, I’d been forced to cup them as I walked. I stopped just inside the room when I realized Marco had company.
“Tell Porcini the shipment better be delivered in full and on time or our relationship will come to a violent end. No more excuses,” Marco growled.
The sharply-dressed man seated across from Marco nodded. He started to say something but stopped when he noticed me standing in the room.
“Come,” Marco welcomed, beckoning me toward the desk.
Even though I was in pain, I shook my head. “That’s okay. I didn’t know you had company. I can come back.”
Marco held out his hand. “We’re finishing up.” Once again, he motioned me over to his desk.
I glanced at the stranger in the room before moving toward Marco. I wasn’t at all surprised when Marco settled me on his lap because I’d spent hours with Marco while he conducted business on the phone. However, it was the first time that I’d been present for a meeting with anyone other than Vince.
The stranger across the desk stared at me with narrowed eyes. It was obvious he didn’t approve of my intrusion but was smart enough to keep his mouth shut.
Marco scooted the chair back to the desk before reaching down to pull up the hem of my sundress. “What else?” he asked the man.
The man shifted uncomfortably in his chair. “After this shipment, Mr. Porcini wants to sit down with you and renegotiate terms.”
Marco slid his hand up my bare thigh to my pussy. He slowly stroked his finger up and down my slit as he continued to stare at the unknown business associate. “If I sit down with Porcini he won’t be happy with the outcome.” He buried his middle finger deep into my pussy as he spoke. “Your boss seems to believe he’s irreplaceable, but we both know that’s not the case.”
The man nodded once before getting to his feet. “I’ll relay your message.”
“You do that,” Marco ordered. “By the way, if you ever again come to my home without an appointment, I’ll have your head.”
I pressed my palm against Marco’s chest in an attempt to soothe him before he lost his temper completely. My touch seemed to work because I felt the slowing of Marco’s breathing a moment before his lips brushed my temple. “I’m okay, love,” he murmured for my ears only. Marco turned his head toward Vince. “Show Eddy the door.”
Vince cast a glance toward me before nodding.
I could tell Vince was uneasy, so I had a good idea he was also worried Marco’s temper would get the better of him.
The moment the door closed, I felt Marco relax.
“Who was that?” I asked as I unfastened the top of my sundress to expose my aching breasts.
“So
meone who mistakenly believes they have more power than they actually do.” He removed his finger from my pussy before cupping my breast. “They’re hard.” He tested the weight of my breast in his hand. “And heavy.”
“That’s what happens when you feed Annie cereal instead of my milk.” I ran my fingers through the thick, black waves of his hair. “You’ll have to buy me an electric pump if you want me to stop nursing her.”
“No need for a pump.” He pulled the front of my sundress down. “Christ.” He latched onto my left nipple and began to suck as he gently squeezed my breast.
I moaned at the combination of sexual pleasure and relief. I needed him inside me, and I wanted him sooner rather than later. I reached for the zipper on Marco’s pants before lowering it. Since moving into the mansion, I couldn’t seem to get enough sex. It was highly unusual for me, but I blamed it on the way Marco made me feel each time he made love to me. “I can’t seem to get enough of you.” Before Marco, I’d never considered how turned on I could get by the act of a man suckling me, but now, I was completely addicted to the feel of him nursing from my breast. I let him suck for several minutes before subtly directing him to the other nipple.
Marco reached around me and moved several items from his desk before setting me onto its cold surface. No words were spoken as he lifted my sundress and eased his cock inside of me. On his third thrust, he brushed his lips over mine and finally said, “I will always be here for you.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist. It was a nice sentiment, but I knew better. “Don’t,” I said, covering his lips with my fingers. “Women will always try to steal you from me, and I know it.”
“You have nothing to worry about.” He lifted my ass off the desk and drove in deeper.
“Maybe not now, but I won’t stay young forever.” I couldn’t begrudge the fact that older men, especially those as handsome and powerful as Marco, appealed to younger women because otherwise, I wouldn’t have Marco between my legs at the moment.
“Shh,” he whispered against my fingers. “No woman has ever given me what you have.” He lifted me into his arms before sitting in his chair with me astride him.
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