Hot Set

by Ivy Blake

  “I don’t know what I would have done if I never met you, Leo. Nobody would have come for me, I would have been my father’s prisoner forever,” she said and I kissed her shoulder. I couldn’t believe it was over, that she was finally in my arms and we could be alone together.

  “I hope Sofia isn’t deeply affected by this,” I said. Isabella was thinking about it and then she sighed.

  “It might take her some time to forget. She saw a facet of human character that she had never been exposed to before, but…” Isabella turned to me, placing her hands on my shoulders as she looked into my eyes.

  “She has us now. She has her mama and her daddy to show her what kindness and happiness look like. In time, she will hopefully forget all about her cruel grandfather and learn the best from us,” Isabella said and I kissed her forehead softly.

  “You are a good woman and a good mother,” I said and Isabella blushed.

  “Will you marry me?” I asked and slowly, I knelt down on the floor in front of her. Isabella’s eyes grew wide and a smile stretched on her face. Her hands rose up to her mouth in surprise as she looked down at me, tongue-tied.

  “I don’t have a ring right now, I’m sorry. But I had decided that if I came out of this alive, I don’t want to waste another minute, I don’t want to think about the future…I just want to do. What I want to do is build a family with you and Sofia. I want us to be together forever,” I continued and Isabella fell over me, wrapping her arms around my neck.

  “I don’t care about the ring, Leo…this is what I want, too. I want you. I thought you would never ask. I didn’t think you were the kind of man who would want to be tied down by a marriage,” Isabella was laughing and crying at the same time, and there were tears of joy rolling down her cheeks.

  I lifted her hand up to my lips and I kissed her long delicate fingers.

  “I didn’t think I was and then I met you. You made my dreams come true, you made me happy and now you’re the mother of my child. I would be a madman to not ask you to marry me,” I continued and we smiled at each other.

  “Yes, of course, Leo! I’ll marry you. Right now if you want!” she shrieked and I straightened up, lifting her up by her waist and we were kissing again.

  “I want us to have a proper wedding, surrounded by people who actually care about us. For now, there is something else we can do,” I said and carried her to the bed.

  Isabella giggled in my arms, covering my face and neck in kisses. When I dropped her on the bed, her body bounced on the mattress and she moved back, her long legs stretching across the bed.

  I jumped on after her; I didn’t want to miss a moment. Isabella was already taking her clothes off, and once again, I knew I was going to be blown away by her beauty…by this woman who had agreed to marry me.

  Chapter 24

  Isabella

  Leo lay over me and we were kissing again. I still couldn’t believe that we were together, that he had asked me to marry him…that it was all going to be okay. I had taken off my blouse and as he kissed me, his right hand cupped my left breast, flicking my pebbled nipple through my lace bra.

  It was finally sinking in, after all this time…Leo was the father of my child. He was in love with me, just like I was in love with him. He wasn’t going anywhere, he had found me each time and he was going to keep me safe. He was going to help me raise our little girl.

  Leo’s tongue slid over mine and I moaned under him, reaching for his shirt, unbuttoning the buttons one by one. I had fantasized about being under him, about feeling the roughness of his skin on my fingertips. When his shirt fell off, I saw him naked again. How chiseled his body was, how strong and muscular he was and how lucky I was to call this man my lover…my soon to be husband.

  I giggled and he drew his mouth away from me. Leo’s dark eyes sparkled as he smiled at me.

  “What?” he asked and I shook my head.

  “Nothing, I’m just happy,” I said and with the smile still on his face, he ran his tongue down my lips, and down my neck, until he was using his teeth to tug away my bra. I rolled my hips, arching my back up so I could thrust myself into him.

  I felt the wetness of his mouth on my exposed nipple as he took one between his lips. I moaned again, electrical currents shooting up and down my spine. Leo looked up at me from under his heavy lids and once again, I was mesmerized by how handsome he was, how ruggedly good looking he was.

  I dug my nails into his back while he gave my nipple one last suck and then his mouth moved further down.

  I could feel my pussy throbbing with anticipation. My body jerked and moved as his mouth traveled along, tasting my skin, soothing the goosebumps on my belly and my thighs.

  He pulled down my skirt and I gasped. My panties were dripping wet and Leo looked at the spot between my legs, admiring me. I blushed under his steady gaze. I knew he could see just how much I wanted him and he looked up at me and smiled again.

  “Do you know how delicious you are?” he asked and I shook my head.

  “Only when you tell me,” I replied and he pulled down my panties, too. I was lying completely naked under him and his mouth hovered near my wet and warm pussy. I could feel his hot breath falling on my wet folds and I shuddered at the anticipation of what he was going to do next.

  He kissed me tenderly first, just gently grazing his lips against my folds. I gasped at the touch, weaving my fingers into his silky dark hair. Then he licked me and I felt like my body was soaring. I knew he knew exactly how to make me feel, exactly how to get my blood pumping.

  Leo gently parted my folds and then slid his tongue into me. Inch by inch, his tongue entered me and I groaned and rolled my hips more. I could feel his stubble grazing against my clit, getting me high, and nothing had ever felt more beautiful before.

  His hands traveled up again, cupping my breast, and he squeezed as his tongue licked and sucked my pussy, lapping up every drop of juicy liquid that was seeping out of me. I felt like I couldn’t control it anymore, like I was going to come in his mouth right then.

  Leo didn’t stop moving his tongue in and out of me and my eyes rolled back in my head. He had wedged himself between my legs, low down with his tongue inside my pussy, and my clit was swollen and throbbing, growing even wilder with every rub of his mouth.

  “Leo…you’re making me come. I can’t stop!” I moaned and his tongue started moving faster inside me.

  I came like a whirlwind, my body shaking and my juices spurting out of me. I could still feel his tongue there, moving inside me, making me come harder. I moaned and gasped; the bed shook and I hoped that we weren’t waking Sofia, but there was no sound coming from her room.

  When my orgasm began to settle, Leo pulled his tongue out of me and looked up with a smile.

  “We’re going to be doing this all our lives, can you believe it?” he said and fell down on me again. I wrapped my arms around his neck, laughing with him while my body still shuddered from the explosive orgasm I just had.

  “No, I can’t believe it. I didn’t think it was possible to be this happy,” I said to him and he lightly nibbled on my neck.

  “You better start believing it, because soon, you’re going to be Mrs. Moretti,” Leo said with a laugh. I looked into his eyes, seeing nothing but love and admiration there.

  “I can’t wait to get rid of Aducci and any trace of that name from my life,” I told him. Leo kissed my forehead before he rose himself up again.

  With his hands on my waist, he lifted me up, too. I knew he wanted more, he wanted the sweet release that he had just given me, and I was ready. It felt like it didn’t matter how many times he made me come, I would always be ready for more.

  I sat on my knees, facing him, smiling, and we lunged at each other at the same time, our arms entwining together.

  Leo was kissing me again, using his body to push me backwards. His kiss was hungry, searching, exploring my mouth. I felt like I was in a trance…like this was all a dream. I couldn’t remember where I was or wha
t time it was. The only thing that mattered that we were together and Leo was going to possess me, that he was going to make me his own.

  I moved, allowing him to lead our little dance as he pushed me backwards until I felt the warmth of the wall on my spine. He had pushed me all the way to the head of the bed. Now he grabbed my hands and pulled my arms up, dragging them up along the wall. His hands were rough and warm on my skin and my body was covered in tingling goosebumps.

  I pressed my eyes closed as he kissed my cheeks, nibbled on my lower lip, and ran his tongue down my neck. I looked down at his body, at the way his bulging muscles moved, how fit and strong he was, how narrow his waist was and how his jeans hung loosely from his hips.

  “Take off your pants and fuck me,” I said, and he looked into my eyes, surprised by the commanding tone of my voice. Then his eyebrows arched on his forehead and his face broke into a smile.

  “Yes, ma’am,” he said and he let me go, only to pull down his jeans and throw them over the bed. I stared at the massive swinging cock between his legs and gulped. I knew what it tasted like, what it felt to have its full length inside me, and I couldn’t wait for it.

  I looked up at him to find Leo staring at me.

  “Tell me what you want me to do, Isabella,” he said in a low guttural growl. I lifted my chin up, completely proud in my own nakedness…because Leo made me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.

  “I want it rough. I want you to make me come again,” I said. Leo moved towards me again, his knees slipping over the bed as he drew close. I could feel the warmth of his body on me, his hot breath falling on my face.

  “Those are your orders?” he asked and I nodded. Leo smiled before he grabbed me by my waist roughly and flipped me around. Before I knew what was happening, my cheek was pressed to the wall, and he was using his hand to pin me there, pressing down on the small of my back tightly.

  I could feel the tightness rising in my belly again too. My knees were going weak. How was it possible to feel this aroused after I just had an orgasm a few minutes ago? I knew it was only Leo who could make me feel this way.

  His slap on my ass came out of nowhere and I gasped.

  “Is this what you want?” he asked and I nodded my head. That was exactly what I needed. Leo spanked the other cheek and I gasped and moved my hips to push my ass towards him again. This was exactly what I needed. Leo spanked me again and with each slap, I felt more and more alive. It was doing something to my body, to my mind…somewhere deep inside. I didn’t even know I liked to be spanked, and now I was discovering something new and Leo was the one helping me discover it. I felt in control of my own sexuality, of my needs, and I wanted more.

  Leo grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me back towards him.

  “Are you ready, Isabella?” he asked and I tried to nod my head but he was holding my hair too tightly.

  I felt him use his free hand to part my folds from behind and before I could even prepare myself, his cock was entering my pussy. He held me in position, tightly gripping my hair and keeping my head facing upwards at the ceiling. I moaned and gasped and the bed started shaking while he pounded into me.

  Leo was moaning loudly too; we were groaning together. How was it possible that every time we had sex, it felt more explosive than the last time? I placed my hands on the wall for support while he rode me from behind. His cock thrust in and out of my pussy and we moaned aloud together. The bed creaked, our bodies slid and jumped, and I knew he was close to coming. I could feel it in his groans.

  Leo released himself, shooting his seed deep inside me and I came, too. We were coming together, moaning and gasping in unison as he emptied himself inside me. I felt like I had never experienced anything this beautiful before. That nothing would be good enough to match what I was experiencing right then.

  He pulled himself out of me and we both collapsed on the bed together. We were panting, out of breath and happy. I looked over at him beside me and Leo was staring up at the ceiling, smiling.

  “You know, ever since I first saw you, when I was just a teenager, all I wanted to do was marry you. Then I grew up and realized that marriage wasn’t something I would be good at. It’s hard to believe that it’s you who I’m marrying now. Life has a funny way of working out.” He was speaking gently, thinking as he stared up at the ceiling.

  I moved closer to him, placing my chin on his chest as I stared into his handsome face.

  “Are you going soft on me, Leo Moretti?” I asked and he looked at me and kissed me roughly.

  “I’ll show you who’s soft!” he growled and grabbed me again and pulled me to himself and I was squealing with joy.

  Epilogue

  Leo

  Naples, Italy 2018

  I was driving back from work, stuck in traffic and cursing under my breath, while two men fought a minor collision out in front of me. The radio was playing in the car. It was the start of Spring which meant that it was beginning to get warm. I was anxious with the delay, joining my fellow drivers in honking loudly until the two men finally split up. It had been a year since I had fallen into a mundane routine, and I still wasn’t used to it. I was still looking over my shoulder, always in a hurry, worried if Isabella and Sofia were safe.

  I was driving back to our house. Isabella had wanted us to live in the house that she had grown up in, the one where she remembered her mother best. We bought the house soon after returning from Amalfi, a few months before our wedding.

  I wasn’t too happy with the neighborhood, but Isabella insisted that we just needed time, that we could fix up the neighborhood again, bring it back to its formal glory…to how she remembered it from her childhood.

  After Marco was arrested and a court case was charged against him, sentencing him to prison for the next sixty years, all his possessions and money were seized from him, and whatever the government believed they were owed, they took and the rest came to Isabella.

  My wife had spent weeks of sleepless nights, worried about the money. She didn’t want it, she knew the history behind where all that money came from and she didn’t want the blood on her hands. Then, she was struck with the idea…the perfect way to kill two birds with one stone.

  Isabella used the money to buy several buildings around the neighborhood we were living in, and she used more money to build charitable foundations there. She employed people, creating jobs, and used the buildings to provide a safe haven for children of all ages. Within a few weeks, our neighborhood went from being deserted and rundown to being busy and bursting with energy and good intentions.

  I was proud of my wife, of her good heart and her ideas. The foundations kept Isabella busy and happy and nothing pleased me more.

  As for me, I was never going back to the mafia in any form; even though Gino was insistent on working with me. He had told me that if I wanted, I would always have a place in the Cavallini family but I politely declined. Isabella and I had both worked very hard to wash the blood stains off our hands and to bring up Sofia in a safe and comfortable home, and that would be completely destroyed if I started working with the Mafia again.

  Instead, I used whatever money I had saved to open my own security firm. Business was new but it was already going well. I had a long list of clients and I was providing them with a service that Naples was desperately in need of.

  Now, as I drove my car into the driveway, I could see that Isabella’s car was missing. I thought she would have been home by now. With my brow furrowed, I jumped out and rushed to the door. I could see Sofia inside, in the living room, dancing about. Who was she with?

  “Sofia?” I barked, running into the house. I immediately thought the worst. That something had happened to Isabella, that Sofia was in danger. Instead, when I rushed into the living room, I found Gino on the carpet, brushing a doll’s hair. He threw the doll to the ground and looked up embarrassedly at me.

  “Sofia forced me,” he said and my daughter burst out laughing.

  “Uncle Gino loves
brushing her hair, he told me!” Sofia giggled and Gino’s face turned red and he hauled himself up on the chair.

  I was grinning as I sat down, too. Sofia came running to me, throwing her arms around my neck.

  “You sure you don’t want a change of career?” I asked and Gino waved a hand in the air dismissively.

  “Where’s Isabella? I thought she was going to be home by now,” I said, rocking Sofia on my lap as she talked absentmindedly to her favorite doll. Gino shrugged his shoulders.

  “She called me up and told me to watch Sofia for an hour, she said she had an urgent matter to attend to. That girl is working too hard these days,” Gino said just when I heard the front door open.

  “Mama!” Sofia squealed and rushed to greet her mother.

  I could hear the clicking of Isabella’s heels on the marble floor and then her voice as she lifted Sofia up in her arms.

  “Daddy’s home too!” I heard Sofia exclaim.

  Isabella entered the room, smiling widely at me. I could see her cheeks were flushed, her eyes shining bright.

  “Hi, you,” she said huskily and came over to kiss my lips.

  “Where have you been?” I asked and she wriggled away from me, hopping on one foot as she took off her heels.

  “Oh, I just had a meeting with one of my employees. Nothing important. Gino, you staying for dinner?” Isabella asked. Gino said he was and Isabella disappeared into the kitchen with Sofia in tow and I watched her go, watched how her ass moved in the tight pencil skirt she was wearing.

  “Wow, Leo, show some respect. That’s my sister!” Gino exclaimed. He’d caught me staring at Isabella’s ass. Gino chuckled when I threw a cushion at him.

  I went over to the bar and opened up a bottle of wine and poured it into two glasses.

  “You know what night this is?” Gino asked when I brought the glass over to him. I knew exactly what he was talking about. Exactly a year ago, I had escaped death by a car crusher and Gino had dragged Marco to his friends who had each taken turns in beating him bloody.