Chapter 24

NICHOLAS

My cock tented the front of my pants as I watched Giselle slowly part her legs, placing the heel of her foot on my desk. The motion hoisted her dress up, baring her panty-clad pussy in front of me.

Our eyes met in an intense stare-off; hers hooded with lust, while I tried to appear unaffected. I was so lost in her blue eyes that I didn't notice she'd slipped her hand into her panties until she gasped.

My eyes darted from her face down to her parted thighs, where she fingered herself. The itch to tear off her panties and settle back down on my chair so I could have an unobstructed view of her pleasuring herself was consuming.

"I'm not giving you much of a show, am I?" She asked, with a seductive smile, her smoky voice hardening my cock further.

Oh, how I wanted to hear her whimper my name with that voice of hers as I claimed every inch of her pussy.

"You can always ask, Niko, or you can keep acting like you're uninterested. The ball is in your court." She moaned suddenly, and I could only assume she found her G-spot. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she cried, thrusting in and out of her pussy. The color in her cheeks rose, and that was when I broke my silence.

"Stop."

"Why?"

"Stop and take off the panties and the dress."

She smiled at her victory. "A little please never hurt anyone," she taunted as she took her panties off. "Anything else?"

"Spread your legs and let me see you finger that cunt."

"What do I get for doing as you've instructed?" She asked with a pointed look at my cock.

"Anything you want."

She sank her teeth into her bottom lip, bringing my attention to her mouth. I'd be coming down that throat before the night ended, I promised myself.

She spread her legs again like she did the last time, her lips curving up in a smile.

"Wider." I wanted to see all of her.

"Like this?" She spread wider until I nodded.

I raked my eyes down her naked body, committing every inch of her body to memory. I took my time staring at her perky breasts that jutted out of her chest, her dusty pink nipples standing erect.

When I was done fantasizing about the things I could do to her breasts, I looked down at her bare pussy that dripped with need. Her pussy lips glistened with her juices, the tiny, erect bud between them pulsing with unfulfilled need. She was soaked from fucking herself with her fingers, and if I hadn't stopped her in time, she'd have orgasmed.

"Don't wait on my account."

Her eyes fell shut as she slid two fingers into her pussy with ease. She started with slow, tentative thrusts, her breaths getting shallower by the minute. Her clit begged for attention, but she gave none, continuing with her slow thrusts until her thighs shook.

She arched her back, bringing her other hand up to cup her breast. She rolled her hardened nipple between her thumb and forefinger, rolling her hips forward to match the thrusts of her fingers. It was then that I realized she'd fallen into a world of her own.

This wasn't about doing what I wanted, so she could do anything she wanted to me. This was her stroking herself to the fantasies in her head, and for the first time in my life, I wished I could get into someone's head just so I could see what she was thinking about.

"Nicholas," she moaned faintly. If I hadn't been paying attention, I wouldn't have heard her. "Please, fuck me. Make me come."

Fanculo. She was going to drive me mad before the night ended. I reached for my belt, undoing the buckle and tugging my zipper down before I reached for my cock in my pants, stroking up and down as I watched Giselle bring herself to pleasure.

"Touch your clit for me," I ordered, and to my surprise, she did.

She rubbed circles around her clit as she pumped her fingers, biting down on her lip to hold back her moans.

"Don't hold them back. Let me hear it all."

"Fuck!" She cried out, her pace picking up. "I'm so close."

I squeezed my cock hard to hold back my orgasm before I rose to my feet, taking off my shirt. When I was without a stitch of clothing on my upper half, I stepped in between her legs, curling my hand around her neck, squeezing lightly until she opened her eyes.

"Come for me, baby." I pinched her clit hard, and she shattered.

She wrapped her arms around my neck as the orgasm swept up her tiny frame. I pressed my lips against hers, swallowing her tiny cries until she stopped shaking.

"I'm not done with you yet, Giselle."

Forget coming down her throat. I wanted her silky heat wrapped around me.

Unbridled lust filled her eyes. "What are you waiting for?"

***

GISELLE

I laid flat on Nicholas's desk in anticipation, waiting for him to shed his clothes. I propped myself up on my elbow when his pants hit the floor, eyeing him in his full, naked glory.

Tattoos covered his entire chest and left arm. I was a sucker for his tattoos, especially the one on the back of his palm as he stroked his hard cock. God, the monster between his legs promised a good, hard pounding, and I could hardly wait.

"This won't be soft and sweet. Think you can handle that?" Nicholas asked, propping his hand on either side of my head, his straining cock poised at my entrance.

"There's only one way to find out."

He teased me a few times before he pushed his thick head in, stealing my breath away. Luckily, he was lubricated with my juices, or I feared I might be unable to take his girth.

"Wait, Nicholas." He paused, cocking an impatient brow at me. "I am not a virgin." It was an archaic practice, but also not uncommon in the mafia. They liked their brides, pure and innocent, or so my mother told me. "I don't know if you were told otherwise by my pa-"

I didn't get the rest of my words out because Nicholas chose that time to push his entire length into my pussy. I whimpered at the feeling of being split open completely by him, clutching desperately at the table.

"I don't care." He paused, letting me get used to his size before he pulled out, slamming into me once more, the base of his cock rocking against my clit.

I groaned at the sensation of him filling me completely. I never understood how people screamed at the top of their lungs during sex. All of it had felt false to me, but as Nicholas picked up his pace, I doubted my stance on that.

Cries and pleas tumbled out of my mouth against my will.

"Fanculo," he cursed, thrusting deeper. Sweat beaded on his forehead, rolling down his chest.

I brought my hands up to his broad, muscled shoulders, sinking my nails into his skin. I was sure there would be crescent-shaped marks left on his shoulders in the aftermath of us fucking, but it would be nothing compared to the pain I'd be in when he was done with me.

"Nicholas," I gasped when he hit a spot deep inside of me.

"Yeah?" He growled, the hard lines of his face prominent as he scowled down at me.

"I think I'm gonna come."

"Yeah?" He asked, pulling out of me. He grinned at me when I glared at him. "Don't think I've forgotten all that happened at the party. You disrespected me in front of everyone when I tried to calm you down."

"I thought you said you weren't angry."

"I'm not mad you slapped Eduardo. But disrespecting me in front of everyone with all the shit that's going on with the power shift? Yeah, I'm fucking pissed."

He wrapped my legs around his waist, lining his cock with my entrance once more.

"You come when I say you do, and right now, you don't get to."

He let out a string of curses in Italian as he slowly re-entered my wet heat, closing his eyes when he bottomed out.

"I thought you said you didn't do soft and sweet," I moaned as he slowly pumped in and out of me, building my climax up at a torturously slow pace.

"Tell me what you want, dolcezza."

"Faster. Harder. No holding back."

His eyes lit up at my request, and there was no holding back from then. He wrapped his hand around my neck, squeezing lightly, while his other hand grabbed my breast roughly.

It was as though I'd unlocked a hidden monster inside of him, and instead of shying away, I embraced him, wrapping my legs tighter around his waist until my heels dug into his steely buns.

A thrill shot through my body at knowing we were both leaving our marks on each other's bodies. I rocked my hips upward to meet his brutal thrusts.

His hand holding my breast pulled back, and before I could register what was happening, he slapped my breast.

I gasped in surprise. I'd never had that done to me before. Hell, he was the first person to spank me, and I found myself enjoying every moment of it, creating that perfect mix of pain and pleasure wrapped in a bow of earth-shattering orgasm.

"This was what you wanted when you came in here, wasn't it?" He growled ferociously, slapping my breast again. "You wanted me to make this tight, little pussy mine, didn't you?"

"N- no," I choked out between moans.

"No?" He leaned forward, taking my nipple in between his lips and sucking hard until my moans turned into screams of pleasure.

I was aware of Cara's room being on a floor above us, but I didn't know if the walls were soundproof. If not, then I was ready to bet good money that she knew what was going on in here if she was still awake. My moans were that loud.

"I've been thinking about filling you with my cock from the minute I saw you in that dress," he whispered into my ear, shocking the hell out. He planted kisses along the curve of my neck before he nipped at my bottom lip. "I want to see you come like a fucking whore around my cock. My whore."

My eyes rolled to the back of my head at his dominance and declaration of ownership. If someone else said this to me outside the bedroom, I'd definitely curse that person out, seven ways to Sunday.

But inside this office, with Nicholas pumping into me like it was his last day on earth, I melted in satisfaction.

Like a reflex action, my walls clenched around his cock, making him growl like a raging bull. His thrusts turned erratic, and I knew he was close to coming.

"That's it. Squeeze my fucking cock with that tight cunt." He slipped his hands between us, flicking my clit while his other hand that was around my neck squeezed tight like he was waiting for this very moment.

"Wanna come for me?" I bobbed my head, the movement limited by his hand wrapped around my neck, but he got the hint. I needed to come. "Do it, baby. Come all over my dick," he commanded, circling my clit one last time before planting deep.

The build-up of my orgasm happened almost in slow-motion. The first wave of climax rocked my body with Nicholas's hand cutting off my circulation. Like he'd timed my body's reaction to him, he let go of my neck, and the sensation that swept over my body was mind-numbing.

Waves after waves of pleasure consumed my body, blinding me to everything around me until Nicholas's grunts filled my ear, and the warm splash of his thick come coated my walls. Before I knew it, I was coming all over again with his face buried in between my breasts and my limbs wrapped around him.

Tomorrow, I'd deal with the aftermath of fucking Nicholas, but right now, I wanted to remain in his embrace forever as I struggled to catch my breath, aftershocks quaking my body.