The Italian Mob

Chapter 20

    It’s the morning of the wedding and everything was going so smoothly. I got the guys to help me with my dress and vail, they were so happy and were wearing off white suits with a black shirt and tie. They took me to the car and got me in the back making sure my dress didn’t hang out. They got in the front and drove me to the field we were having it in, everything looked perfect. I slowly got out and walked down the aisle to where Dimitti was standing waiting for me. He looked perfect in the black suit, I could see in his eyes how much he loved me and that he was just as happy as I was. We said our vows and kissed so perfectly, afterwards was the ceremony still in the field under a canopy with the food on tables. 

    We all sat there and ate, drinking, laughin. It was a perfect day I couldn't ask for more. After everything was done, we started to leave, getting in the car and he told me he had a surprise. He started to pull away waving out of the window to everyone. They were my family. I couldn’t have thought of a better crowd to have at my wedding. As I was lost in my thoughts something hit me, our surroundings were very close to our house that was being built. When he turned down a dirt road, it hit me, this was our road to our house. 

    “Why are we going to the house? It’s not built yet.”

    “You will see.”

    Sure enough, the house was standing there, perfect in every way. The shock that was on my face showed it all. The house wasn't supposed to be done for another month. I looked over at Dimitti when we stopped the car, he had a smile that told me he knew how happy this made me. He got out of the car and walked over to my side, opening my door for me like the gentleman he was. He held out his hand and I placed mine in his. This was all so surreal, I walked up to the porch and tears came to my eyes. 

    “Welcome home, my love.”

    He opened the door and picked me up in his arms, as he walked in with me in his arms. I noticed the door was wide enough so he didn't have to turn sideways. He put me down and closed the door behind us, he gave me a moment to look around the house and met me in the bedroom, there was already furniture all around which helps to have to go pick it out. Once I made it to the bedroom he pulled me into him so tight and kissed me heavy. The kiss was so full of passion but quickly turned to hunger for both of us. I ripped his suit jacket off. He then pinned me to the wall with his hand on my neck, pulled my zipper down the dress. 

    He let the dress fall at my feet, and then turned me around picking me up. He took me to the bed and kissed me down my body once I was placed down on my back. Then we pulled down the lace underwear and ate till he was full. I then sat up but he pushed me back down, he wanted controle and I was more than willing to let him have it. He then stripped his clothes off and came crashing down on me like a lion to his prey. The feeling of his shaft inside me was like no other, even though his was the only one I ever had. I exploded more than once and he never wavered. Once he had finally come we were so worn out that I could barely move.  

    “That was amazing baby”

    “Yes it was, my god.”

    “Can we do it like that again?”

    He nodded and the look in his eyes told me that he was more than happy to do that again. I couldn’t go to sleep right away, and I didn’t really want to. I didn’t want this moment to end, so I cuddled up next to him and the warmth from his skin was amazing. I fell asleep almost right away, but he woke me up later that night. He was over top of me when I opened my eyes, I could see the look in his eyes. Sure enough he was hard and wanted more. I was ready for more, but this time was more rough. He wasn’t holding back this time and I loved every minute of it.

    After we both fell asleep till sunrise in each other's arms. As the sun wrose, I slowly got up so I didn’t wake him. I went to the kitchen, black countertops, black fridge and stove, I got out some eggs, bacon and a pan. I cooked everything and just waited for him to wake up. As I waited I went to the living room, the fireplace had brick all around out, the couch was a deep red, the carpet was black, and the tables were a round glass. I sat down on the couch, picked up the remote and turned on the TV that was hanging on the wall across the room.

    About an hour later he finally got up and came to the living room hearing the TV. I walked over to him and grabbed his hand pulling him to the kitchen. I made sure the food was still good and warm. We sat down at the middle island and ate together for our first meal together in the new house. Everything was perfect, the food, the house, and us. After we ate, he helped me clean up and do the dishes. We then went to the bedroom and got dressed to go out and do some shopping for the house. We got into his car and went to town. The roads seemed busy, I didn’t think anything of it. I was going to enjoy my time off and being newly wed. We went to the IKEA nere by first, then to a couple of clothing shops, last to the grocery store. After we got everything it was after noon, we went to Mickels house to get my car last before we went home. 

    Once we got home and parked we started to bring everything inside, I came back out to get the rest of the bags when I heard a car coming down the driveway. I yelled for Dimitti to come outside, he came out and stood there on the porch for a moment till we saw the car. He came up beside me and stood there like he was ready for anything. When the car came to a stop a couple of people I had recognized from the CIA headquarters stepped out. They were holding something in their hands that I couldn't see. I asked them if they wanted to come inside but they shook their heads no. They did come on the porch however, and handed the folder they had in their hands, it was a mission in Paris.