Ellis sat in the car, accompanied by the security guards, her heart heavy with worry. They arrived at the building of her apartment, and she said goodbye to Mauricio and entered the elevator. As she entered her home, a wave of sadness engulfed her, and she felt an overwhelming urge to cry.
Then, a delicious aroma wafted from the kitchen, capturing Ellis' attention. She made her way there and, to her surprise, found Vittorio dressed in a navy blue suit, cooking for her. Or rather, at that moment, he was finishing assembling a dish. The mafia boss turned towards the counter and found Ellis standing there, looking at him in shock.
"Excuse me," said Vittorio, removing his apron as he said, "I came to bring food for you because I believed you would be hungry."
"You cooked for me?" Ellis asked, trying to process Vittorio's presence. She stared at him, serious, and asked, "Did you always do this? Did you always cook... Did you always cook for me? Was it always you who cooked for me?"
Vittorio nodded, a shy smile playing on his lips as he set the plate on the table for her.
"Yes, it was always me," he confessed softly.
"Why?" Ellis inquired.
"Why? Well, you always had the terrible habit of neglecting your meals, and you know that's not good for your health," Vittorio explained, somewhat awkwardly.
"You could have hired someone to do it. So, I'll ask again: Why did you cook for me?"
Vittorio sighed, saddened. He knew he had broken what he had assured her.
"I tried to distance myself, but I couldn't," Vittorio admitted. "This was my way of staying close to you."
Overwhelmed by a wave of emotions, Ellis dropped her things and approached him, slapping him in the face out of anger and fear.
"Never dare to disappear again, Vitinho," she said.
Then her lips sought his in a passionate kiss. Vittorio effortlessly lifted Ellis in his arms, carrying her towards the bedroom.
Their lips remained locked, their bodies intertwined as they entered the room. The mafia boss gently placed Ellis on the bed, his eyes fixed on hers, conveying a depth of love and devotion that words could never capture. He stood up from the bed and slowly began undressing in front of Ellis's lust-filled eyes.
Vittorio's well-defined muscles stood out in the soft light that illuminated the room, creating a tempting contrast between light and shadow. Each graceful movement revealed more of the man who fascinated the brunette.
As Vittorio undressed, Ellis's gaze roamed over every contour, every detail, mesmerized, while a mischievous smile formed on her lips. He knew the effect he had on her, the power he wielded with his presence. Finally, he removed his underwear, causing Ellis, overwhelmed by overwhelming desire, to extend her trembling hands towards him, longing to touch him, to feel the smoothness of his skin against hers.
The mobster slowly approached and stood at the edge of the bed, gazing intensely at Ellis, touching his penis.
"Ask, Ellis," Vittorio ordered.
"Please..." Ellis said, full of desire, lying on the bed with her hands raised.
"No, you need to learn how to ask properly, Mrs. Amorielle," Vittorio explained as he slowly slid his hand along his entire member. "You have to come over here and ask."
Ellis knelt on the bed and began crawling slowly toward the mobster. Their eyes met, and then she repeated, "Please..."
"Please, Don Vittorio," Vittorio demanded as he held Ellis's hair, and then he took her lips, relentlessly. "Say it."
"Please, Don Vittorio," Ellis pleaded. "I want..."
"What do you want?" Vittorio asked, pulling Ellis's hair.
"I want you inside me," Ellis answered, full of lust.
"Before I enter you, you're going to suck it the way I've always wanted. You've tormented my life, Ellis, with those bold lips of yours, and now I want them around it," Vittorio said, placing his cock in front of Ellis.
Ellis smiled at him and then held his penis, licking up and down with just the tip of her tongue. Then she began sucking eagerly. With each stroke, Vittorio could feel himself trembling. He held Ellis's hair, guiding the rhythm. She looked at him once again, making him moan. While she masturbated him with her hands, her mouth slid down to his testicles, sucking them eagerly. Then her tongue glided along the mobster's glans as if she were licking ice cream. She licked it eagerly while also stroking it.
The brunette looked back at her husband, seeing the expression of pleasure on his face, and then she gently caressed his testicles with her tongue. She made a soft suction with her mouth, making him moan with pleasure. Then, she slowly moved up, taking his entire penis into her mouth, feeling Vittorio's erection and excitement, increasing the pace. He pulled Ellis's hair harder, groaning with pleasure...
"You're definitely not a virgin," Vittorio said, breathless, receiving a daring look from Ellis.
"I never said I was," Ellis replied.
Vittorio pulled Ellis closer to him, enveloping her in his strong and manly arms. The heat of their bodies merged, creating an intense and undeniable connection. With a look full of desire and passion, he slid one hand along Ellis's delicate curve of her back, while the other held her neck firmly.
In an impulsive and fervent gesture, Vittorio tore Ellis's dress, freeing it from its restraints. The fabric yielded under his masculine strength, revealing the soft and inviting skin that awaited him. The sound of the fabric tearing was a sensual whisper, echoing the explosion of passion that enveloped them.
Ellis was breathless, surrendered to his overwhelming strength. Their eyes met, and in a moment of complicity, she allowed the dress to fall at her feet, leaving her vulnerable and exposed to his burning desire.
With a delicate touch, Vittorio caressed every inch of skin now in his view. His hands explored the contours of the brunette, conveying a hungry desire. He gently kissed Ellis's neck, leaving a trail of fiery kisses along the way, teasing with his tongue, causing Ellis to moan at the touch. As he found his wife's hardened breasts, he kissed them softly, gradually taking one in his mouth while his other hand held the other, playing with the nipple between his fingers. Ellis was breathless, the mixture of sensations was too intense...
He gently pushed Ellis's body, and she laid back on the bed as he threw himself over her, making her feel his arousal. He took her lips again and gazed at her, breathlessly, admiring his wife's beautiful face, which had her eyes closed.
"Open your eyes, Ellis," Vittorio commanded, his voice husky as he ran his hand through the brunette's hair. "I want you to see what I'm capable of doing for you."
With her eyes still shining with uncontrollable desire, he leaned over her, capturing her lips in a fiery and passionate kiss. Their mouths moved in perfect synchrony, exploring and savoring the consuming passion.
Vittorio's hands slid smoothly over Ellis's body, caressing every curve with unwavering devotion. His fingers traced a path of sensations, leaving a shiver-inducing trail on her skin. Each touch was a promise of pleasure and ecstasy, immersing them deeper into the realm of desire.
With careful reverence, Vittorio kissed Ellis's neck, trailing wet kisses down to her breasts. His tongue delicately played with her nipples, provoking sighs and moans of pleasure. With each caress, Ellis's excitement grew.
Vittorio's lips continued on a downward path, leaving a trail of soft kisses and a bite on Ellis's belly, causing her to moan with pleasure. His fingers explored the curve of her thighs, feeling the pulsation of desire emanating from her.
With a firm touch, Vittorio slowly slid his fingers between Ellis's legs, his gaze meeting hers in search of consent, which came in the form of a moan.
"Oh, Vittorio..." Ellis whispered breathlessly as he kissed her between her thighs.
Vittorio's tongue moved back and forth more intensely over Ellis's sex, while his fingers penetrated her, making her moan even louder, gripping his dark hair tightly. He circled her clitoris, bringing her to ecstasy as he gently blew on it. His movements kept arousing her until her body tensed up, her legs trembled, and Ellis reached a climax so intense she thought she might faint. Vittorio continued to pleasure Ellis, relishing in every drop, as if he found pleasure in the spasms he caused in the brunette's body.
"If I had known you were this delicious, I would have married you sooner," Vittorio said, licking his lips.
"Oh, that was incredible..." Ellis commented breathlessly, displaying slight fatigue.
"And it's only just beginning," warned Vittorio, holding Ellis's face. "I want to make love to you for all the months you denied me."
Vittorio stared at Ellis intently as he spread her legs with his own, lying his body on top of hers. He closed his eyes, expressing all the pleasure he felt, and slowly penetrated her, making her arch her body as she felt him. He filled Ellis's intimacy completely, causing her to moan with pleasure.
The slow rhythm made that moment extraordinarily delightful, savoring together all the sensations they felt. Ellis held Vittorio's shoulders tightly, pushing her hips against his groin, moaning. He supported his body
with his hands on the bed as he moved slowly, making his wife squirm.
Ellis held onto the mafia's hair tightly, the increasing and relentless pace driving her wild. She writhed beneath his body as he quickened his movements, forcefully thrusting into his wife. She was very close to orgasm when her hands slid down to Ellis's hips, and he continued with a frenetic pace.
Ellis's body collided with the bed, and she kept moaning uncontrollably. Vittorio roared as he felt Ellis tighten around him, reaching orgasm once again.
Then he pulled her against his body, and she kissed him intensely while holding his arms, lifting them above Vittorio's head. Her breasts touched his sweaty chest with the motion, and she looked at him with desire, finding the same in his eyes. She moved slowly, still lying on top of him, observing Vittorio close his eyes and moan. She kissed his eyes, cheeks, and chin, following the slow rhythm of their bodies. Then she lifted her body, straddling him, and began to ride.
"Yes, Ellis... That's it..." Vittorio moaned, holding her hips and thrusting her up and down. "Ah... Dio Mio... You're so delicious... Ah... Dio..."
"Is this what you wanted?" Ellis asked, breathless.
She moved faster, removing the mafia's hands from her hips and placing them on her breasts. He played with Ellis's nipples between his fingers while she moaned. The rhythm was faster; he stood up, sat with Ellis still on top of him, and held her by the buttocks. He pulled and pushed her at an accelerated pace, making Ellis hold onto his back and scratch it fearlessly. He moaned with pleasure.
"We're almost there... Almost," Vittorio sighed. "Come... Come for me..."
Then he slid one of his hands between Ellis's legs, caressing her, making her moan and squirm. She couldn't take it anymore and embraced Vittorio, who continued to penetrate her while she screamed, "Ah, yes!! Ahhhhhh!!! Fuck me, Vittorio!"
Then she felt Vittorio's body tense up; he accelerated even more, groaning until he roared and Ellis felt him throb inside her.
"Ellis!"
Time dissolved, and they got lost in the ecstasy that enveloped them, reaching unimaginable heights of pleasure and love. And together, they became one, immersed in the depths of their passionate souls.