The Mafia's Woman

Chapter 4

-Marcello-

I lean forward, closer and I kiss her earlobe. "Tell me Baby, is the third time the charm?" I ask.

I see the shiver running down her spine, the goosebumps on her arms. From the first moment I dropped my eyes on her, something happened. Something I've never felt before.

A desire that cries out for her. But something is holding me back.

It’s not the f*ck me heels. Black with leopard print on the bottom, her red lips only make me think of what they look like when they are around my d*ck. Her blue eyes are so bright, they show exactly what she feels.

But the bottle of water in my hands tells me that she might be too good for me. Even though the dress with black and lace up to halfway up her thighs does not say that she is well-behaved. Her hair almost white or gray, so light and just above her shoulders. Her body is fit and I put my hands back in my pockets so as not to throw her over my shoulder to Stefano's office and f*ck her there on the desk.

"I don't know." She answers. I smirk and I see the pink color appear on her cheeks.

"Do you want it to be like that?" she asks.

The smile on her lips betrays that I might be wrong, that she's not as well-behaved as I thought she was. Stefano had her friend yesterday. He has her again tonight, maybe just so I can get to know this woman better.

"I haven't seen you here before?" I ask, and she laughs after taking a sip of her water.

"That's right, I'm not from here." Then she looks straight at me and I see the blue in her eyes darken. "Are you trying to pick me up?" she asks and I can’t hold my smile "Would you like me to pick you up?" I ask. She seems to think, then she frowns "Maybe."

"Maybe?" I ask and pretend she wounds my heart, but secretly I feel a sting, one that is disappointed. I want her to be picked up, but only by me. She smiles now, her head back, and then she shakes her head.

"You can pick me up." She says. Her eyes on me again.

"What's your name?" I ask her.

"Camilla, but most shorten it to Cam."

She holds out her hand and I shake it and bring her hand to my lips to give her a kiss.

"pleasant to meet you Camilla." I answer. She nods.

"I have to seriously ask for your name, usually people say that on their own." She laughs. She doesn't pull her hand out of mine.

"Marcello." I answer. She smiles. "Pleasant to meet you Marcello."

And this is the moment I think of her rolling my name over her lips several times when I thrust into her, when I make her come on my tongue, my fingers and my d*ck.

My d*ck thinks it's now, unfortunately for him, not yet. She lets go of my hand and immediately I feel the loss, I want to take it back and my stomach does that flipping thing that Ricco didn't stop talking about when he first saw Vivian. Would it?

"Well, Marcello, it was nice to meet you, I'm going to find Milly and-"

I take her hand and pull her against me.

"You can tell her you're with me." I answer. She doesn't say anything. She looks up at me and I just feel how perfectly her body fits against mine.

"Is that so?" she asks. She shakes her head. The disappointment feels heavier than expected. To be honest, I've never been rejected, but this one really hurts.

"What do you say?" she asks, and all hope is back. "please?"

She laughs "I'll be back." She answers and the second she steps away from me I want her back next to me.

Is this it? I ask myself. No, it's my d*ck that thinks this. I'm trying to convince myself that it's just my d*ck. I ignore the feeling in my stomach and I ignore the faster beating of my heart.

A small voice in my head calls me back and she walks up to me.

"Where to?" she asks. "My hotel room?" she asks. I shake my head.

"My hotel room," I answer. I don't have to go to a hotel, Luca's house has enough space, but I don't want to ask. Not Luca’s house, not her hotel room. So it becomes a hotel, Luca's hotel. There they know me and I don't have to say anything. She nods.

"My coat is hanging there." She points back to the side entrance where Stefano has brought them inside. I nod. I turn around and when I see Stefano he smirks. I hold up my fingers and he nods. I put my phone on silent and he knows I'm going to the hotel with her.

I walk with her through the crowd, the woman gets her coat and I walk with her to the hotel. Inside I nod to the man behind the counter and only in the elevator is she the first to break the tension. "How often do you do this?" she asks.

"What do you mean?"

"How often do you bring women to this place? You didn't even have to say or show anything at this time." I have to give it to her, she is observant, even after drinking. A good decision the hotel.

"Not as often as you think I do." I answer. "I don't live in New York." She looks at me and nods. "What about you? You are the woman who goes with a man she does not know."

I said it and immediately I regret it, this is a mood kill, but Camilla starts laughing.

"I think it's cute that men always think that we women are gentle creatures."

The elevator pings and she is the first out of the elevator when I follow she steps towards me, very close to me.

"I can take care of myself very well Marcello, but I like a man to do it. So, are we going to talk in the hallway about the dangers of me as a girl with a wildly strange man? Or do we go to the hotel room and get naked?"

This woman. Unbelievable.

I grab her face and kiss her lips. They are full and soft. She willingly opens her mouth for my tongue and I have no hesitation in claiming her mouth.

My alpha inside me screams that she is mine.

When we are out of breath we stop and I pull her by her hand to my hotel room. As soon as she is inside and I close the door she pushes me against the door and I am surprised by her strength, but also by her determination. Maybe she's definitely not as well-behaved as I told myself. Our hands roam each other's bodies. My hands feel her n*pples poking through the dress and when I push my thumb a little harder she moans. I turn us around and push her against the wall and kiss her neck. She gives me more space and I try to raise her leg. Impossible in that tight dress.

"Wait," She calls and she pushes me back. I step back and she walks past me. She unzips the dress on the side and drops it to the floor.

"F**King hell." I breathe.

Her breasts are perfectly round, not big, but I think definitely a good hand full. Her belly is flat, maybe even muscular.

She's fit. Very fit. "You keep those shoes on." I tell her when I walk up to her. She smirks and when I'm with her she puts a leg up against me around my waist and her hands end up near my shirt. She starts at my buttons and I feel her round firm ass.

"God, your body." I hum and my d*ck is ready to come. She pushes herself against me.

"Condoms?" she asks and I point to the bedroom. She wants to walk away but I keep her with me. "We're going to take our time." I tell her. She smiles and everything tells me I'm not going to have much to say tonight and maybe I'll be okay with that for the first time in my life.

"That's good, but first you're going to f*ck me, hard, I don't care where. But I have to have you inside me." She answers and all bets are off.

I throw her over my shoulder. She squeals.

"baby, I'm the wrong person to say things like that to." I throw her on the bed. "Hands and knees." I command her. She looks up at me and when I'm not moving she slowly turns around. I grab a condom and pack myself. She looks hungry over her shoulder. "Open your legs further."

She does what I ask and when I feel my fingers over her lace thong I groan.

"F**k you're wet." I push her thong aside and when she feels my d*ck against her opening she pushes back.

"Eager are we?" I laugh and when she wants to answer I thrust into her. She falls forward with a loud moan and I feel her clenching down on me. She almost strangles me and that gets more with each thrust. She moans and pant, my name, and she yells at me to take her harder.

When I give her ass a slap I feel how hard she squeezes.

"you like that." I tell her and she nods "Yes, more!" she moans. I pull her up against me as I keep thrusting and my hands grab her breasts.

"Play with your p*ssy Baby, I need you to be there." I tell her and after a few thrusts her body starts shaking and she screams my name. I follow her not much later.

F**k, this woman is making me come faster than ever before.

"We have to do that again." She laughs. I lift her up and take her to the bathroom

"trust me, we're going to do that a lot tonight." I laugh.