Love & Affinities (18+)

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ADRIANO ENZO CALVETI

Why do I get the feeling that Samantha's acting up? I push her to the back of mind so I can focus on the preparations for tomorrow. Hundreds of families will be here tomorrow. Security needs to be uptight and as always in a mafia wedding - No weapons allowed. 

But I've lived long enough to know that I can never trust mankind with its greed. With what we have been gifted, people are simply greedy for more because they know that it is within their reach. And taking me down can help any man accomplish their goal to have power. 

While everyone is getting ready for dinner, I'm sitting in my room taking gulps of scotch. I gulp down another one as it burns my throat. Someone knocks on the door. 

"Come in." I loosen my tie, getting ready to hear another mouthful of rubbish from some fucking idiot talking about my wedding tomorrow. I scoff - my fucking wedding. I had hoped that Sofia would be the one to walk down the aisle for me in her pretty white dress. 

Instead, she's walking to me, right now. Am I that drunk? She looks fucking delicious in the red dress that clings to her like a second-skin. I want to nuzzle my face into her breasts and sleep there, but then I'd be reminded of her fucking heart that beats for my brother. "Hey," it's when she speaks that I realize that she's actually in my room. 

I lean back into the chair and glare at her. "I was hoping we could talk." When she sees that I have nothing to say, she continues. "I'm sorry for whatever I did and I wanted to explain myself to you. It's rather important for tomorrow." I feel like she's telling the truth but then, when have I ever actually known her. 

She was lying even when she was with me in all those moments we spent together. Yet somehow, I want to hear her excuse. If it is convincing enough to others, at least I can have her back. 

My eyes travel to her luscious lips and I want to sink my teeth into them. Make her feel the pain I am feeling right now. "I was saying that I wanted to apologize and explain why I did that in the hotel that day." It's one in the night and she's suddenly here to explain. 

"You want my forgiveness?" She nods. I widen my knees and lean back comfortably. 

"Get on your fucking knees." I just want to see her reaction. 

"But-"

"I said get on the fucking floor, Sofia," she shudders hearing her name. Very slowly she descends onto her knees. 

Her heels look fucking hot but I'm not going to tell her that. Her hair cascades down her shoulders and I see that her dress is backless. Her tits beg for my attention. "Crawl."

"That's not fair,  Adri-" 

"Sir." She gives me a puzzled look. 

"What?"

"It's sir for you. Now crawl and if not then the door is there." Her skin reddens in anger and humiliation but I know it turns her the fuck on. She crawls to me on her knees and I watch her ass move in the mirror. When she kneels between my legs, I try to stifle a groan as my bulge fucking tightens, blood rushing to my groin. 

She doesn't know it, but she has the power to fucking destroy me. Her pretty doll-like face that sharpens into that of a temptress. I'd fucking die for her. Her warm brown eyes stare up at me and her throat is parched I can tell. 

I unzip my pants and lay back. She takes it as a sign and pulls me out from my slacks and holds it like a toy. "Spit on it and take me in your mouth." She runs her tongue over her lips and then spits on the reddened tip. 

Her soft lips wrap around me and I plunge into her mouth as she gags but continues sucking my cock to death. I thrust into her mouth again and again, hearing her gag and watching her clench her thighs together. It's amusing how she easily chose to do this despite having an option. I guess I matter enough to make her beg for forgiveness. 

But somehow, we both know that this isn't just about what she has to say. We both crave each other. The connection is as such. "Yeah you like that, don't you? Our filthy little secret. Tell me, did you miss my cock when he was fucking you? I bet you came silently with my name on your lips. 

She says something that sounds like a 'fuck you' but it comes out garbled when her mouth is full of my cock. I pull her head up to look at me and I groan at the sight of her saliva dripping from the sides of her mouth. Her eyes almost tearing. 

I pull her into my lap and she straddles me, her dress rising all the way up. She's soaked through her panties that are nothing but a thin piece of lace.

Sofia rocks on my thigh, subconsciously trying to get off and reach her high. I suck on the supple skin of her breasts that are pushed against the tight bodice of her dress.

Just as I feel her reaching her high, I swiftly flip us so she's sitting on the seat while I plunge into her mouth. She chokes but then grabs me by the hips and takes me deep.

And that's when I come in her throat. She's left panting as I pull out. Expectantly, she leans on the seat, thinking that I'd take care of her pleasure too.

Instead, I grab my wallet, pull out a few bills and throw them in her lap. She looks astounded but then clenches her teeth in anger.

She grabs the bills and throws them in my face. I feel enraged and want to teach her a lesson, but she's already out the door by then.