The Mafia's Doctor

Every morning

    A knock at the door and some shuffling in bed. “Good morning, Sir! I have your coffee.”  Damian hissed, the sun was way up in the sky. He looks at the sleeping beauty in his arms and smiles. She was scrunching her nose in an adorable way. Since he was a kid, he can’t remember sleeping in so late. He looks at the clock, 8.30 AM. He carefully moves Elle of off him not to wake her up and goes to the door cracking it.

    “What?” He answered grumpy. “Sir, are you ok? You never sleep in so late.” Said the younger maid. “Fine, none of your business. Go and put the coffee in the living room and prepare two mugs.” 

    “Is anyone going to join you this morning, Sir?” Asked the maid curious trying to see past him in the room. “You are paid to serve and listen to me not to meddle in my life.” She nodded. “Would you like me to prepare something to eat as well?”

    “Some croissants with butter and jam would be enough.” And he closed the door in her face. He made his way back to the bed and started caressing Elle's face. Her breath was shallow and she was slowly moving. He continued with her hair and her arm. She shifted and the t-shirt rose up and exposing one of her breasts and her little pebble that was up. The pinkish color of her pebble, the perfect round form of her breast and the smoothness of her skin made him hard as rock. “F*ck I need a cold shower now before I do something I will regret.” He tugged the shirt back down and went to the bathroom.

    The cold shower was no use, the image was playing in his head all over again and the thought that she was just in the next room made it even worst. He started touching himself imagining her. At first he was slow enjoying the feeling but then as the sensation was building up he started faster and grunting and moaning until…

    Elle was asleep when she started hearing some weird noises. She opened her eyes and realized that she wasn’t in her bed. She extended her arm to try and feel him but the bed was empty. His smell was still lingering on the pillow, she rose up and looked around but could not find him. Then she decided to follow the sound. When she looked at the bathroom the door was cracked and she could see Damian enjoying himself. At first she turned her back to the image but his moans were making her aroused. She thought at it for a second and decided why not help him. She undressed herself and went in.

    Until he felt a pair of cold arms on his back. He turned around shocked, there in the shower stood Elle all n*ked and a bit shy. She was blushing like crazy but she could not take her eyes of off him. He was indeed a work of art. In the same time Damian was even more aroused seeing her for the first time in all her glory., with her perky globs and her hourglass figure.

    He was so blown by the image that he did not dare to move a muscle thinking that this dream would disappear. Seeing that, Elle started caressing his shoulders, moving her hand slowly to his abdomen and a bit lower and lower until his member twitched. Damian closed his eyes, her touches were leaving a hot trail whenever she would pass over his skin. He could not imagine that something so simple could feel so good.

    As he closed his eyes, Elle took a pick at his big member, damn it was so big and thick and twitching at her every touch. She loved it and gave her the courage to be even bolder. She dropped on her knees, with one hand she was moving along his member, up and down, and with the other she was massaging his balls. The moment he felt the tip of her tongue on his head he opened his eyes and grunted. Seeing her n*ked and trying to please him was beyond what he would have hoped for so early.

    He placed one hand on the wall to keep himself steady and the other one in her hair while he kept watching and bewitched by her every move. She continued linking his entire length and then she upped her peace and started to suck his balls. The feeling was too much for him and he started roaring and to pull her hair hard. The tugging made Elle also moan and the sound made him more excited.

    “F*ck baby I love to hear you moan. You like it a bit rough don’t you? Don’t stop baby! Oh, yeah, like that. Keep going I am about to c*m.” Hearing all of this Elle moved her mouth and started sucking him like a lollipop, fast and hard that he had no time to say anything and in the next second he shoot his seed in her mouth. She eagerly liked and sucked until the last drop and then she swallowed everything proud.

    Damian was shaking; He had no idea that something so simple like that could give him so much pleasure. He helped her to get up and he latched his lips on hers. But this kiss was a bit different, it was full of love, satisfaction and desire. He started a war with her tongue that he won and after a while he started to suck on her neck, leaving little marks on it and on her chest. Then he started to play with her folds. She was already wet for him and he loved it. "Oh, baby so wet. I can't wait to taste you." He grinned and latched his mouth on the pink pebble and vigorously started to play with her.  

    Elle was breathing hard, all this new feelings were making her so numb, her legs felt like noodles and she could barely keep up with all the sensations. Seeing that Damian took her by the as* and rose her up and made her put her legs around him. He then laid her back on the cold tile. She gasped, the cold tile and the heat that radiated from them was such a mix of pleasure. She could feel his member already up and poking her on her sweet spot. Damian continues with his attack and licked her pebbles and played with her nub of nerves ferocious. He was enjoying every second of it, feeling how close she was and how wet. He was at the breaking point to thrust himself into her and feel her squeeze him in and milk him.

    Elle was breathing harder, she wanted more. Between breaths and moans she kept asking for more. After a couple more minutes she was reaching her peak and screaming in pleasure. “Good morning, baby! You were awesome.” Said Damian while kissing her head. She blushed and hid her face in the crock of his neck. He laughed. He loved to make her blush and she loved to see him laughing. It was like he only did it when they were together. He then started to clean her up and she did the same. She jumped a bit when he touched her sensitive aria but she liked his touch and he loved taking care of here after their heated moment.

    “F*ck baby I wouldn’t mind to wake up every morning like this.” Said Damian and hugged her. She chuckled and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. He took her face and stopped her. “Not like this baby. I want to enjoy every part of you.” And gave her a mind blowing kiss that made her moan in his mouth.

    On the other part of the door the young maid was listening and was red with anger. Since when does he let them stay, she was supposed to be the one in his bead not her. Not wanting for them to start f*cking again she knocked at the door. “Sir, the breakfast is served in the living room.” Damian grunted and cracked the door. He appeared in front of her with only a towel that was hanging dangerously low. The sight of him was divine and the young maid made sure to admire every inch of him. She had been sneaking in his room when he would take a shower but never did manage to take more than a glimpse until now. Damian unfazed by her and her attempt to capture his attention said. “Good, we will be down shortly and bring me the clothes in the dryer.” The young made nodded and went on her way.  

    “Where were we?”Said Damian with a seductive voice while getting closer to Elle who was trying to hide her cheeks. She was so cute and he started tickling her while her giggles were music to his ears. Although he would prefer to hear her moans and screams of pleasure, all in their own time, smirked the beast in him.

    Another knock on the door and the maid was there with the clothes. “Sir, it seems that there was a problem with the machine and it destroyed the clothes. I could find something to give her.” And rolled her eyes. Hearing that Elle appeared behind the door, took the clothes and gave them a quizzical look. They seemed cut with some kind of scissors. She frowned. 

    “Don’t worry baby I’ll make sure to replace them. “ The maid was livid seeing Elle and the way Damian was treating her. She wanted to cut her throat and make her disappear. She thought that she was prettier than Elle and that she deserved more to be there since she had taken care of him every time. But the truth was that Elle had the natural beauty, while tha maid was covered in makeup and perfume just to make her look ok.

    Elle thanked the maid and closed the door. “You know that these were not made by a machine right?” Damian looked at her a bit surprised. “I’ve seen shredded materials all my life when people come at the hospital. These are made with a sharp object.” That moment he was livid, did someone dared to make threats at his beloved address? “Stay here! I’ll send a stylist to bring you some clothes and then we will go. In the mean time I have something to do.” He kissed her head and went to the dressing to dress himself when Elle took his hand.

    “I know it’s not of my business but don’t, it’s only clothes. I am going to take some of yours and at the warehouse I will change in scrubs.” He shook his head; he did not want to let it go, not under his roof. He took a breath and said. “Look, let’s go together and you will be my compass. What do you say?” She nodded. While he choosed the all black suit, she took a black shirt that would reach her mid thigh, a smaller belt to tie it around her mid waist and transformed a simple shirt into a stylish dress. Thank God her underwear and bra were intact. She paired that with her leather jacket and her snickers. She combed threw her hair put some of his cologne and she was ready.

    When Damian turned around and saw her he smirked. She look damn sexy in his shirt and paired with the jacket gaving her a dangerous look. He did not mind the lack of makeup and loved the idea of his scent on her. He took her in his arms and started devouring her mouth.

    They both climbed down the stairs laughing, the entire staff was baffled. They had never seen their boss laughing or even bringing any woman in the house, except from Helen once in a blue moon. It was a terrifying thing to see, they were waiting for something bad to come out of it. For her to ab*se them or for him to kill her, since they knew that their boss was dangerous.

    They stopped mid stairs and Damian spoke. “Can I have your attentions? I would like you to meet my future wife and your future Mrs. Moretti, Elena. I expect that all of you treat her like you would treat me and do not think that I won’t know because I always do.” And he set his eyes on the younger maid. “You may leave now except for Katarina, I need to have a word with you.” And he gently and protectively puts a hand over Elle.

    “May I help you sir? I did not know madam’s taste so I made her black coffee as well.” Damian snared and gave her a threatening look. “Look, we both know why you were selected to be here, you are Nona’s niece but this does not make you invincible. If you even try something against my wife I swear that you will end up on the bottom of my lake. Go it?” The maid was scared she was shedding tears like she had seen a monster. Well, to be fair Damian looked like one, with his nostrils moving fast and spitting every single word out.

    “I don’t know what his lady told you but I am innocent. I’ve been by your side since I was 16, you know me.” Damian rolled his eyes. “Don’t you dare accuse her of anything; I don’t even trust my mom, much less you. The only person that has that trust is her so shut it, be sure that the next time you do something like the stunt you pulled earlier you will get out of here. Are we clear?” Katarina felt defeat and nodded in agreement. This was a battle she could not win.

    “Damian, please don’t." said Elle while putting a hand on his chest to calm him down. "It does not matter, but what does matter is that you have to learn something from this.” And she pointed her eyes at the maid. Katarina was expecting Elle to mark her territory and to make her feel the pain of losing Sir. “What you have to understand is that in this cruel world there are some people who don’t have anything to wear, they may be cold and starving and no one can help them. Before you destroy someone’s propriety think at the fact that you can do so much more good than bad.” The maid was speechless she expected her to yell and to make her fell less but actually she was giving her a life lesson. She nodded her head and then excused herself. Damian on the other hand was proud and watching her with so much love.

    “Come on love let’s eat something and then we will go to work. I like the idea of going together to work.” And he grinned like a high school boy. Elle laughed and they went on their way to the table. While having breakfast they talked about little things as how they like to drink their coffee, to eat their eggs or the part they sleep in bed. It was nice to be able to share things like this.

    “So I was thinking that we should go together at my parent’s party on Friday. I’ll pick you up at 9?” Since Michael had a near death experience and the anniversary of their marriage was up they decided to have a big party to celebrate life. “I would love that but I can’t, I have a shift at the hospital that night.” Said Elle a bit disappointed. Damian picked her chin up and said. “It’s a good thing you are dating the boss, consider it done.” Elle frowned and he missed the fact that she was getting angry. “I don’t need you to save me, I don’t want special treatment, I can arrange things myself. I will ask to change shifts with one of the guys.” Wanting to prove herself. On one hand he loved that about her but listening at her say other guy made his blood boil and was ready to argue that when he saw the way she was pouting like a little princess she was something else. "So, 9 PM?" And he smiled sheepishly. 

They finished their coffee and were on their way to the warehouse to start a new day and to do what they do best.