Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
“You’re welcome,” I whispered back as he tugged my hands into his. I barely heard the priest as he gave the wedding prayer, my eyes riveted on the ring resting on Nic’s finger. Then those hands were moving upwards, to cup my cheeks as his mouth crashed down onto mine. I faintly heard the priest telling Nic he could kiss his bride, while he was already devouring my mouth. I had attended several church weddings before, but none of the couples had kissed quite like this. When Nic finally lifted his head, I was gasping for breath and blushing wildly. The priest merely chuckled before continuing.
“I would like to introduce the happy couple.”
With the priest’s declaration, I was Mrs. Nic DeLuca, mafia wife.
Epilogue
NIC
“Nic!” Gianna gasped in outrage. “Those were my last pair of panties!”
“I warned you not to wear them, wife,” I growled, tossing the offending fabric into the trash. “They were always in the way.” I walked forward, forcing her to retreat until she was backed up against the glass door of our bungalow, on a private beach in the Caribbean. “Now you don’t have to worry about me destroying any more.”
My hands slid up her silky thighs underneath her skirt, one going around to grasp her ass, the other delving into the folds of her pussy. “Soaked,” I murmured, dipping my finger deep inside. “You’re always wet for me, bellissima. If I hadn’t ruined them, you would have.”
She shivered and exhaled a tiny moan. Damn, my wife was fucking sexy. Wife. I practically puffed up with pride every time I called her that, and did it often.
Her little pink tongue darted out to lick her lips, and suddenly I was desperate to have them wrapped around my cock. Grabbing her ass with both hands, I lifted her and guided her legs around my waist. Heat pulsated from her pussy and I grunted, walking stiffly to the bed, my cock already hardened to the point of pain.
At the end of the bed, I gently laid her down, and lowered her legs. “Scoot up a little, mia dolce.” She quickly obeyed and as she moved, I held on to her skirt so she slipped out of it. I swiftly removed the slacks I’d worn to dinner and ignored the buttons on my shirt, choosing to grab the collar behind my neck and pull it up over my head. Naked, I put a knee on the bed and leaned over my gorgeous wife. She was staring at my cock, hungrily. “You want it in your mouth, bellissima?” Her eyes darted up to mine, a pretty pink blush appearing as she nodded shyly. I winked at her. “Let’s get you naked first, yeah?”
Feeling a little animalistic, I grasped both sides of her blouse and tore it, the little pearl buttons flying away. Her tits had grown some from the pregnancy, something I had absolutely no complaints about, and they were too large for her bra. The darkened edges of her nipples peeked out above the lace, and my cock leaked at the sight. I nodded approvingly at the front clasp, since I’d demanded she only wear those in the future.
I needed easy access to my favorite snacks. Twisting the little catch, the cups fell away and her tits spilled out. She whimpered, and I had to hold myself back from thrusting into her right then. But, I wanted her mouth first. I used my palms on her inner thighs to spread her legs as wide as possible. Kneeling between them, I ducked down to slowly lick her pussy, groaning at the taste of her cream on my tongue. She writhed and moaned, her legs starting to close around my head.
“No!” I barked with a light slap to her pussy. “Keep them open.” Her eyes widened a little in shock, but when I took another lick, she was even more drenched. The more I took control, the hotter she got, and I knew my naughty girl would like having her pussy spanked.
Moving up, I softly kissed her belly, then continued on to her tits, giving each nipple a lick. Her back arched, and I slipped my hands underneath to encourage her to come up even higher. “Keep them lifted, Gianna,” I instructed.
Coming all the way up, I got on my knees and straddled her chest. Lowering, I slipped my cock between her perfect breasts. “Hold your tits, bellissima. Squeeze them and keep them tight around my cock. I’m going to fuck them first, and then your mouth.”
Her green eyes flared and she nodded, licking her lips in anticipation. She enclosed my dick in the warm cocoon between her breasts, and I slowly began to move. “Oh, fuck,” I grunted as my hips pumped forward and back. She moaned and her grip loosened. Reaching down, I threaded my fingers through her hair and pulled hard enough to cause tension, but not pain. “What did I tell you?”