The Mafia’s Substitute Bride

Sofia gasped, her perky breasts covered in a pink silk bra now exposed before his eyes. “Oh my god, Leonardo! What are you doing? We’re in the dining area, and anyone could come in at any moment,” she panicked, glancing around. His innocent wife was always mindful of their surroundings.

“No one will come, Sofia. I’ve instructed all the servants to go off duty and not come out of their rooms until morning,” he reassured her, having already sent a broadcast to all the household staff to take the rest of the evening off, leaving the house solely for Sofia and him.

Leonardo lifted her up and placed her on the table, settling himself between her legs. As she gazed down at him with her big, innocent blue eyes, he felt his heart skip a beat-those eyes had captured him from the first moment he saw them.

Trailing his hands up from her ankles, he glided them along her soft, bare legs, moving upward towards her thighs covered by shorts. His gaze darkened as she shivered under his touch, her sensitivity in this area evident.

He rested his hand on her hip, gently caressing the curve of her body. With a seductive smile, Leonardo hooked his fingers into the corners of her shorts, slowly sliding them down. As he looked into her eyes, she lifted her hips slightly, assisting him in removing her shorts. Leonardo smoothly pulled the garment down her legs until it slipped off her ankle, nonchalantly tossing it onto a nearby chair. His gaze then shifted, revealing lacy pink panties that adorned her sweet vagina.

Rising to his feet, he lightly pushed her shoulder, guiding her to lie on the table. The surface had been cleared of utensils, leaving only the tempting sight of vanilla ice cream and hot chocolate placed on one side. Leonardo smirked, relishing the thoughts of what he had in store for them.

“So, baby girl, are you ready to be my dessert?” he playfully inquired, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“What… What do you mean? I didn’t understand,” she stuttered, clearly taken aback. A blush crept onto her face, revealing her innocence.

“Oh, my sweet, innocent wife, I’ll show you,” he mused in his thoughts, his desire growing.

“You will soon find out. But remember…” he paused, biting his lip as his gaze lingered over her enticing body, “… your safe word.”

Her lips parted, her eyes widening in surprise. A rosy hue stained her cheeks, indicating her astonishment.

He chuckled, reassuring her, “Don’t worry, angel. I will bring you so much pleasure that you’ll be begging for more. But I want to ensure that you can handle the intense waves of ecstasy. You have your safe word. Just say it when you want me to stop.”

Hovering over her, he reached for the bucket of hot chocolate, dipping his hand into it. He then delicately smeared the warm liquid across her neck, causing her to roll her head back in pleasure, arching forward to grant him better access. He painted her lips and cheeks with a seductive stroke of liquid chocolate.

Lowering his face to her neck, his tongue darted out, tracing the path of the sweet indulgence. He took a long, slow lick along the length of her neck, savoring the taste of the chocolate as he moved toward her cheeks. Licking and sucking, he relished the rich flavor.

Finally, his lips found her chocolate-covered ones. He sensually licked her lips, teasingly tugging on her bottom lip between his teeth, lightly nibbling on it. A gasp escaped her lips, and he eagerly plunged his tongue into her mouth, exploring the depths of her sweetness. Her taste surpassed that of chocolate; she had become his favorite flavor. He skillfully sucked on her tongue, allowing it to dance with his as the pleasure between them intensified.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Leonardo groaned as Sofia’s tongue explored every corner of his mouth, engaging in a passionate battle for dominance. With a slight lift, he positioned Sofia on the table, his hands trailing along her back as he skillfully unclasped her bra. Slowly, he slid the straps down her shoulders, removing the garment from her body completely. Pulling back slightly, he admired the sight of her round, full breasts, causing his mouth to water in anticipation. He was ready to savor this sweet treat.

Pouring a generous amount of chocolate onto her right, perky breast, Leonardo scooped a dollop of vanilla ice cream into his hand. Carefully, he placed the ice cream on her left breast and began to lightly rub it in. Sofia shivered and shook, her voice echoing with ecstasy as she screamed his name.

“Oh God, Leonardo!”

Without hesitation, he covered his lips with her chocolate-covered breast, eagerly sucking and lightly biting on it. His tongue rolled around the sweet morsel, relishing the sensation as it swelled in his mouth. Satisfied, he continued to indulge, ensuring every inch was thoroughly cleaned.

“Ahh… Please… I… can’t… ahh…” she moaned.

Still keeping her nipple in his mouth, he spoke in a husky voice, “Say your safe word, baby girl, and I will stop.”

Sofia’s heavy breathing and pounding heart conveyed her heightened arousal, but she chose not to utter her safe word. Leonardo lifted his head momentarily only to descend upon her ice cream-covered left breast. Simultaneously, his hands plunged into the ice cream bucket, scooping up a handful of the cold, creamy treat. With precision, he rubbed the ice cream onto her right breast. As he continued to suckle on her chilled and tender left bud, his tongue danced and caressed it, causing Sofia to scream in pleasure. Writhing and moaning on the table, her body now adorned with chocolate and vanilla, she looked even more exquisite than any fantasy Leonardo had ever conjured.

He husband sucked hard on it to clean the ice cream and make it hard like a pebble. He licked her entire breast, sucking and nibbling on it, leaving red marks of his love.

She became a moaning mess, loudly moaning in heavenly pleasure as her husband pleasured her, writhing under him. Her fingers dug into his hair, pushing his face closer whenever he tried to pull away.

He shifted his head to take the cold nipple into his mouth, worshipping it with his tongue and teeth just as he did with her left breast. He licked it with his tongue, causing her to shiver and breathe heavily. He sucked hard on it, causing it to swell in his mouth. At the same time, his hand was busy pressing and pinching the other one between his fingers.

She gasped, breathing heavily, moaning his name, writhing under him, begging him for more. Who was he to refuse her demand?

He took a handful of ice cream and trailed his hand down, caressing her flat stomach and rubbing the cold vanilla on it. She shivered and jerked on the table, and he held her in place.

“Oh my God, Leonardo!” she groaned, tossing her head back and forth. He moved his hand down and pulled the elastic of her panties up, slipping his hand inside the pink lace.

Fuck.

She was dripping wet. He lifted himself to be near her face, looking into her half-opened eyes.

“Tell me, angel. Who made you this wet?” he asked her, gazing at her flushed face.

“You, Leonardo. I’m wet only for you,” her voice barely a whisper, but he managed to hear her as he was near her mouth, just an inch away from tasting her lips again. He kissed her passionately while his hand continued to free her from the last piece of fabric.