Marry the Don

Chapter 27

We both knew the truth.

I watched as she slowly lowered herself to her knees and tenderly crawled across the carpet to me, swaying her hips with each move. “Eyes on me,” I commanded when she tried staring at the floor. “I want to see you when you obey me.”

She swallowed and pursed her lips but continued on her way to me. Like such a good girl. When she got to my feet she sat up on her heels and looked at me for her next instruction.

“Take my socks and shoes off. ”

Her eyelashes flared in anger, but she kept her mouth shut as she untied my shoes and pulled them off, stuffing my socks into them when she was done.

This lesson wasn’t about degradation, it was about trust. Even if she didn’t know she was even learning anything at the moment. I wanted to know how far she was willing to go. “Now what?” She asked, barely veiling the sass in her tone.

“My shirt.” I spread my arms wide and waited as she climbed to her feet and hesitantly touched the first button of my shirt, sliding it through the opening. I brought my hands forward and laid them on her flared hips, hooking them on the God-made handles there, and smirked as her breath caught in her throat at the contact. “What’s the matter, Little One?” I prodded her.

“I’m not used to touches being… gentle.”

Any arousal I’d been feeling dried up inside of me as I watched her face as she stared down at the task of undoing my buttons. Her eyes misted over, but the tears didn’t fall as she blinked them back and clenched her jaw.

“You thought I was going to hurt you?”

“You weren’t exactly gentle last time.” She countered and aggressively pulled my shirt from the waistband of my pants before pushing it open. She pulled one hand from her waist and undid my cufflink and pulled my shirt free of that arm and then put it back, before taking the other one off and

repeating the process. When she was all done, she finally raised her eyes to mine and held my stare. “What now?”

I hated that she was gentle with me when she obviously wanted to be anything but. I stood up from the edge of the bed, keeping my hold on her hips, and pulled her flush to the front of me. However, before I could answer her, a knock came at the door.

“ Capa.” Saul’s voice rang from the outside. “We need to leave soon if we’re to get to your meeting on time.”

Arianna’s eyes held mine as she listened to my man, and I couldn’t tell if it was relief or disappointment in her eyes at being interrupted. But I intended to find out.

“Cancel it.” I barked back, “And get the fuck out of my wing.” “Yes, Sir.” He called, and Arianna sucked a quick breath in.

“I’m not the kind of man to not finish what I started,” I informed her as I turned her until her ass was resting against the edge of the bed and I lifted her up to sit on it. “And I’m far more invested in this than anything else I had planned for the day.”

“Nicolas.” She whispered as I pushed her further up the bed and placed my hand on my belt. “Nico.” I corrected her. “You will call me Nico when we’re like this.”

“What exactly is this?” She asked, crossing her legs as her eyes watched me open my belt and pull at the closure of my pants.

“Anytime you aren’t angry at me I suppose.” Ijoked, “Though I don’t think that will be very often.” “You think I’m not angry with you right now?” She challenged, quirking an eyebrow at me.

“I think your need to orgasm outweighs any anger you may have felt toward me earlier.” I countered and she licked her lips.

“You’re going to give me an orgasm?”

There was almost a challenge to her question, like she doubted my abilities and I grinned at her as I pushed my pants and boxer briefs to the floor. Her eyes instantly dropped to my hard cock, and I fisted it as I stepped out of my pants, hungrily seeking pleasure for me and torture for her.

“Even when I was a bully with you the other day, you still came on my cock like the perfect little wife.” I chided and she bristled at the tone, “But I’m not feeling very violent right now.”

She swallowed and licked her lips as I slid my hands up her knees and pulled them apart, exposing her pretty pink pussy to me and she leaned backward as I leaned in. “And what are you feeling right now?”

“Like I’m in the mood to drag orgasm after orgasm from your body long before I sink inside of you.” I slid one hand under her ass and picked her up and dropped her further up the bed, so her head lay perfectly on the pillow in the center. She gasped and panted as I looked down at her and grabbed an extra pillow and shoved it under her hips. “And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t aching to taste your sweet pussy again and make you cream on my tongue like you did the first night I had you.”

“Nico.” She moaned when I pushed her thighs wide for emphasis and slid to my stomach between them. “Please.”

“Please what, Wife?” I asked, lowering my lips to hover directly over her swollen clit. Her scent was intoxicating and I wanted to feel her pretty thighs tremble around my head while I ate her out. But I wanted to hear it from her lips first.

“Do it.” She whispered, rolling her hips, “Please do it.”