THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

I was already six months and a week pregnant. I feel so bloated, and not in a cute way. My hormones are really working on me now; I get mad and sad for no reason, making everyone work on eggshells around me. I can’t help it, though.

It’s been a month since the surprise family dinner and still has been really between my family and I. We keep in touch more often; Stephanie and I chat and hang out together more often than we did in the past. I had added her to the group chat, introducing her to the girls. Let’s just say they hit it off pretty fast; they were like the best of friends, and that made me really happy.

While Sin on the other hand seemed to be always business, that man just doesn’t take a time off. He hasn’t been giving me much attention or even being around me for a long period of time in a month, which was very frustrating. I know that he has lots of work to do; he told me he had a lot of work to do before the wedding. He is mostly tired, but I wish he would spend time with me also.

Most of all, he hasn’t even touched me, which is much more frustrating. He comes home every night when I’m asleep and leaves before I wake up. Sometimes I see him for a few hours, but no matter how many times I have tried to see him, he always denies me, and now it is starting to piss me off.

I’m currently in the library, sitting on the couch as I angrily flip over the pages of the book, even though they did no wrong. I huffed, rubbing my face with a hand, and I flipped the pages of the book again, having no clue what was going on in it. I couldn’t concentrate, no matter how hard I tried. I have been touch-deprived, and that has been driving me crazy.

I heard the library door open but made no attempt to see who had entered. I slammed the book down, and my head fell back to the couch.

“I wonder what got you this pissed,” Sin’s voice said; he sounded to be in a flirty mood. I quickly turned around, not being able to help the expression on my face.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

He chuckles. I tilt my head to the side, cocking an eyebrow up. He still had that cheesy smile on his face, and I felt my blood start to boil. ” You.” I hissed at him.

“Me?” he asked, confused. I rolled my eyes at this, huffing. “What did I do?”

“My hormones are high; I am horny every time. I want you, I want you to touch me. but no, every time I try to make a move, you always turn me down. i want your big, massive dick in me,” I snapped.

He gave me a lustrous look, making my knees feel weak. It’s a good thing I was sitting down. His dark orbs were burning into me. He bits his I. P. S. before slowly releasing it, and something starts to throb inside me.

“I didn’t know you missed me that much, amore.” I glared at him, but he didn’t seem fazed at all and kept walking closer until he got to the couch. He leans in to whisper in my ear. “Vuoi il mio cazzo enorme in quella tua figa stretta e bagnata.”

My breath stilled when he brushed his hand on my neck, moving my hair to the side to get more access to my neck. I felt the wetness of his tongue like a soft stripe against my soft skin. He moved back, lifted my face up, and kissed me.

As our lips locked together, the need for me increased. He lays me down on the couch, lifting my dress higher.

His breath hitched. “No panties.” He says it huskily. I shrugged, taking off his shirt.

“Mi faccia perdere il controllo, amore!” He growls, removing the dress from my body, and I was bare in front of him since I had no bra on as well.

“You are such a tease, little temptress.” His eyes darkened when he saw my now bigger breast and he immediately dove in.

He kept sucking and nibbling. I moaned, holding his hair, begging for more. His lips moved from my breast, trailing kisses down my body, from my big tummy till he got to my pussy. He gets down on his knees, and my legs spread apart for him.

His lips meet my clit as he suckles and fingers me; his teeth grab a hold of my bud, swirling it, and his tongue dives right inside me. I was a moaning mess, and my legs were shaking. It didn’t take long before a wave of orgasm rushed through me, and he flat-scoped every last drop.

He stood up, taking his pants off. “I want you to sit on the table with your legs spread out for me,” he commends, and I gladly oblige. I got off the couch to sit on the library table, my legs spread out, ready for him.

I gaped when he took off his boxers, getting wetter just by looking at him. His hand cupped my pussy, making me laugh with my head on his chest. He placed his dick around my entrance. I spread my legs wider, waiting for him, but he didn’t push it in.

He kept on teasing me, moving it around my clit, and I groaned. letting out a soft sigh. “Enough foreplay, Nikolai. “Will you just fuck me already, quit teasing me, and just…” I was cut off by him slamming into me and pushing deep into me.

“Shit..” I moaned, my legs wrapped around his waist, enjoying the feel of him inside me. The irritation on my face was completely wiped off and replaced by pleasure.

“You miss this, don’t you? You miss me pounding into you.” His voice was raspy. I could feel him rubbing against the walls of my vagina.

“Yes, yes, I do.” I moan. “You fuck me so good.” My moans and words seemed to turn him more as he thrust into me faster. He smacked my ass and I yelped, biting down on my lips. I looked at him with so much pleasure and desire for him to see.

He kept on slamming into me, showing me mercy. I screamed, begging him for more, and he complied. I clenched onto him, and he grunted. I could feel the orgasm building up in me.

“It’s not over, amore; we are going to continue this in the bedroom. I want you to spread out on the bed and wait for me after dinner. Do you think you can do that for me, baby girl?” I eagerly nod.

“Oh fuck,” my walls tightened, and I let myself go. Sin kept on thrusting into me; I moved my hips, meeting every move.

“Sperma in questa figa stretta, è tutto tuo.” I purred

His eyes widened at my word, bringing him to the edge. I feel him spill his seed inside me, filling me up. I moaned in contentment.

Our breaths were hard and our bodies sweaty. Sin chuckled, pulling out of me. “I love you.”

I smiled at him. “I love you”.