As they sat around the big table that consisted of Mr. Enzo, Devine, Rita, Samantha, Invano, and Nuella, the loud chattering of Rita and Mr. Enzo’s voices dominated the sides of their table as they talked about how they met and fun activities they did together in the past, that has strengthened their relationship. Admits the loud chattering of Rita and the subsequent boost of becoming a husband that her father made, Devine’s gaze against Nuella’s skin was still as piercing as it had been and it suddenly felt like there was no voice around. Just Nuella and Devine in their wild thoughts, together. The party was soon over and as expected Mr Enzo and Rita were about to leave for their honeymoon. “I am going to miss you.” Samantha made a point, hugging her Dad tightly. Mr. Enzo ran a hand around her hair and smiled.“I am going to miss you as much. Hang on, your new mum and I would not spend much time before we return to you all, okay?”Samantha nodded with a smile, and Nutella also fe
“I am not yours.” Nuella countered, but her voice didn't raise above a whisper. Her walls crawled in disgust— disgust for being so weak in sight of him.Devine leaned further feeling the hardness of her clothed nipples against his clothed chest. “You sure as hell do not sound like you mean it.” “I mean it.” She snapped with a stern expression, but her hard gaze softened as Devine let out a chuckle, brushing her thick strands to the back of her ear. “If you mean it, then your body doesn't. Your nipples are pressing so hard against my chest, desiring me so badly as much as I desire it.”Nuelle’s cheeks burned and her pussy pinched at his words. She pressed her legs together, trying to fight the burning desire that his words slitted through her. “Let go of me.” She struggled to break her hands from his.She could not allow her helpless pussy to ach for the touch of this man. No, she couldn't. “You told me that you do not want me. That you can not love, so let me go.” Devine’s jaws
Devine’s hand held firmly onto Nuella’s waist as he pushed her into the room the same way his tongue pushed further into her mouth, kissing her relentlessly. He shut the door and his tongue dived deeper into her mouth the same way their body dived further into the room, grooving together, with indescribable desire invading their nerves. Their breath turned heavy and Devine moaned breathlessly into the kiss, pouring his want and desire into this very much needy kiss of theirs, his hands fondling her clothed ass like it was everything he had lived for. “Mmmm…” his breathing quickened as he sucked on her lower lips, savoring the taste of her lower lips and the faint taste of wine she was having some minutes ago. Nuella’s muscles clenched at every grope and fondle he made on her ass, and her pussy tingled with the heat of burning desires. Subconsciously her nails sneaked into his hair, fisting onto it, and twitching her neck sideways to deepen the kiss. They stood in the middle of t
Chapter 45.Nuella’s body trembled from the rigidness of his voice and the hotness of his very compelling words spilled into her. Her hand moved against her clit and a muscle in her pussy pinched. “Mmmm…” she suppressed a moan, pinning her lips together. Devine moved closer, his left hand holding onto his painfully erect cock. His shoulder trembled softly as he moved closer, catching a whiff of her pussy scent. “Spread your legs wider.”Nuella’s hazy eyes heavied with desire as she spread her legs with the anticipation that his hand would rub her clit to orgasm. Devine eyes locked fiercely against Nuella’s and he moved his hand to her pussy, cautioning himself to touch and not rub. Nuella’s breath hitched at Devien’s deliberate slow action.“Please.” Her lips trembled and a smirk appeared qt Devine’d lips. “Please what?” The undertone of his words smeared with mockery. Nuella swallowed the flex of her throat, a silhouette of desire. “Please…. Please touch me.”A muscle in Devi
Devine settled in between Nuella’s spread leg. His watchful eyes scanned her body as he stroked gently on his cock. “This body…..” he sucked in some breath licking gently on his lower lips. “This body is beautiful, Momma. I can't get enough of it.” He confessed with so much admiration in his eyes. Just like yesterday, he had walked into their lives. That day she sat alone on the balcony away from everybody, with a small baby doll in her hand. In her eyes, he saw conflict he struggled to read. Children never worry— not so true, but those were his thoughts, yet, this pretty 10-year-old baby carried all the worries like she suffered the burden of the world. From that day, he had guarded her with his watchful gaze. His protection is unending. Slowly, this act of kindness became a feeling he could not control. The thoughts of her persisted, haunting him, day and night. Everything was at stake. His desire for, his need for her, this quest for her. They grew stronger, day by day a
Devine halted, he cupped her beautiful cheeks into his palm, caressing it softly with his thumb, his expression filled with pleasure.“This is so…” her words trailed off as she looked into Devine eyes and found them glimmering with pleasure.She swallowed in the pain, loving the expression on his face. He leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his forehead, his eyes glimmering with affection. “This pussy…” his words trailed off and his eyes searched through hers. Even though he was halfway into her pussy, he knew it was the best pussy he had ever fucked. “This pussy is fire.” He mouthed shamelessly, dropping another kiss on her eyes. It was the best he had been in and the last he would be in. Nuella's eyes heavied with tears. She stared into his eyes the admiration that filled his eyes, the compliments and the kisses he rained on her, everything, washed the pain away. “Does it hurt?” Devine voice was soft and tender, almost a whisper. She sniffed back, nodding gently. “But I trust
Devine sat at the edge of the bed, his hand gently caressing her soft cheeks. “I had the best night of my life last night, momma. And I hope to have more with you, in my arms.” His voice was a gentle whisper as he mouthed his desire softly. He sat next to her gently for a long before dropping a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I will be back to have you In my arms, but right now, I need to go deal with that bastard that thinks he could trouble you.” ******The gentle ray of the sunlight penetrated through the room and rested gently on Nuella’s cheeks. She stretched her arms upward, rolling gently on the bed. suncincupusly, her hands found the side of the bed and confirmed it was empty.She blinked back, her lashes fluttering open at the realization that no one was there on the bed with her. Her eyes scanned the bed in disbelief for some seconds.She threw the duvet to cover herself properly, getting up from the bed. She looked around the big spacious room, worries clouding her mind.
Nuella sat on the bed wearing one of Devine’s round neck polo, her eyes scanning the beautiful room— that has been the only thing she could do since she woke up, scan and scan the beautiful mafia house.She let out a soft exhale, slumping deeper Into the bed and covering herself up with a duvet. “That jerk.” She let out a soft curse, unsure of how to feel. Her mind had been full and heavy with lots of nagging thoughts. What if Devine left the house just so he could torment her and make her leave the house without him saying so? What if he didn't enjoy the sex? That question stabbed her heart a lot more than she thought it would.She adjusted, easing the pain that burned her pussy. It had been uneasy for her to stand, or walk her way to the bathroom and she had really needed Devine to be there beside her holding her up to do all of this. Although they were not couples, no lovers, but they had sex and he should have regarded that part, shouldn't he? Her phone buzzed, vibrating agai
Chapter 60. Nuella parted her legs slowly, hesitantly at first. Her breath caught in her throat as the air kissed between her thighs. This is not a good idea. What if Samantha came in? Or worst in Ivano? Her heart dinged at the thought of what they would do to her. They would probably have her head for it, or call her father and inform him.The thoughts nagged at her. Surprisingly in ways that didn't ask her to retreat but rather propelled her to go further. To dive into this very sinful act.The phone was still pressed to her ear. Devine’s voice came low like velvet wrapped in smoke. Dripping with something low and tempting.“Touch yourself for me.” He murmured.“Do it nice and slow, Momma. And let me hear how wet you are for me.”Nuella’s fingers trembled as they slid down her stomach, dipping lower, and lower until they burned over her already damp panties. “Mmmmmm…” she breathed, sucking in some air. .“Are you touching yourself now?” Devine’s thick voice came out, edged with
Chapter 59.Nuella walked closer to the entrance door, her heart pounding profoundly against her ribcage.For some reason, she felt the weight of guilt pressing down on her more than the weight of her intended anger.She knew. She knew that she should be angry at both Samantha and Ivano for not calling to check in on her since morning—because obviously, Ivano would always check in on her every morning once he got out of bed. But this time, something about it felt strange. And that strange feeling tugged against her heart. Perhaps it was guilt. The guilt of not getting to witness her father leaving with his wife, the guilt from taking her father’s friend’s cock on the same day of her father’s wedding.The thought burned in her chest like hot coals, each breath stifled beneath the shame she carried alone.As she stood in front of the entrance, a low exhale slipped past her lips. Her hands reached for the door, eyes ignoring the bowed guards as she pushed past with wobbling legs that bar
Chapter 58.“It all started when I was 17….“Argh!!!” Mira gasped, eyes widening enough to accommodate two stranded cars. Nuella munched on the popcorn. “One more exclamation and you won't get an escapade.”Mira threw her hands in the air in surrender. “Sorry, I am sat.”Nuella chuckled slightly, resuming. “So I have always had this tingling desire for Devine, since I was 17, mainly because he listened to me a lot of times more than my father ever did….”Her eyes moved across her girlie's face and they were indeed sat. She hemmed gently, venturing further. “When he traveled, it affected me because there was no father figure to speak to, aside from Ivano who didn't seem enough, for some reason I barely know much of. But it was easy to let go because what I had for him was just lust. And nothing more.“Moving forward to when he returned. At our house, I had barged in on him the moment he had stepped out of the bathroom with a towel to his waist.”Mira's eyes widened and she suppress
Chapter 57.Nuella’s heart thrummed gently against her chest as she ascended the stairs leading to the entrance of Mira’s house. Not out of fear, but from the shy anticipation of what lay ahead.Mira and Daisy were about to have her head. If not her entire body, just to get the gist out and she was only half prepared for them. If she was at all. She cleared her throat gently, reaching for the automatic button on the door.She pressed the button, and a loud noise filled the air, informing them that someone was outside.Nuella clutched her phone, her cheeks stretching into a gentle smile at the recall of Devine’s words and the gentle nibble on her lips before he allowed her to leave.God! That man was starting to cloud her entire senses. The soft pat against her head, telling her to be a good girl. The goodbye kiss! Oh, heaven! His lips tasted like pure sin—one she never wanted to stop committing.The door opened, revealing the person behind it.Nuella blinked, her gaze meeting Mira, w
Chapter 56. The air in the car was thick, humming with tension—charged with something dark and dangerous. It wrapped around them, filling the silence, making it impossible to ignore the weight between them.Devine’s right hand rested on Nuella’s thighs, fingers relaxed yet firm, claiming her with quiet authority. His other hand stayed on the steering wheel, his focus locked on the road ahead.Nuella’s heart thrummed gently against her chest, the steady beat betraying the storm brewing inside her. She spared Devine a glance, quick and fleeting, like her courage was here one second and gone the next.She turned her eyes back to the road, pressing her lips together to suppress the lump that had quietly formed in her throat.Second by second, mile by mile, they inched closer to Mira and Daisy’s house—yet still, she hadn’t been able to bring herself to talk about it. About where they were going. About where she wanted to be. The soft graze of his palm against her thigh lit a path of fire
Chapter 55.Nuella’s palm gripped the cold wall, her nails scraping against it.She looked up at the dangerously unreadable Devine, her heart pounding so hard it echoed in her ears.The look in his eyes was dark—low, dangerous, terrifying—but…Her stomach tightened with each heavy breath he took.Devine leaned closer, his face barely an inch from hers.His hand moved, knuckles grazing her cheek, the touch featherlight yet searing.Nuella stiffened, sucking in a sharp breath.A slight tremor coursed through her, his touch unraveling her in ways she barely understood.Devine leaned in, his lips brushing against her cheek.His nose trailed the soft curve of her skin, inhaling her scent as if she were the first breath of air he had taken in years.Nuella’s nails pressed deeper into the wall, her skin prickling under the intensity of his warmth.Devine exhaled sharply—more like he was drinking her in, savoring the very essence of her.His lips moved against her cheek again, this time linge
Chapter 54. Nuella laid under the duvet on the cream-leather couch at Devine’s mini-living room. The chandelier light that hung high against the ceiling cast its gentle glow against her fluffy cheeks.A gentle smile curled at the corner of her cheeks and she clutched onto the duvet. A soft giggle erupted from the back of her throat and she bit gently on her lower lips in an attempt to silence herself. Her core arched gently as she clamped her legs together beneath the duvet, trying to suppress the burning ache between her thighs. Holy heavens! That man didn't take it easy with her in anyways and… Nuella felt like a fucking slut for desiring more, even after he pounded into her pussy for an hour without giving her a break. The gentle click of Devine’s shoe against the marble tiles slipped through her thoughts, shattering her trance. Nuella’s grip on the duvet tightened, almost turning pale. Her heart thrummed weirdly against her chest and Nuella barely knew which made her hear
Nuella’s wobbling legs managed to get her on her feet.Hands shaky. Breath wobbling. Nuella struggled to get herself to the counter. Devine’s gaze lingered on her shaky self as she wrapped her palm across the edge of the counter lifting herself up to sit on the table. Devine chest tightened at the sight of her on the table—looking nothing but spent. With his cock straining and stretching for more of her, he began to take slow gentle steps, licking on his lower lips while devouring her thighs in the course. Nuella’s skin prickled, her heart beating like a tick-timing boom waiting to explode. As he got in front of her, his step drew to a gentle halt. He tore his gaze from her calling thighs, lifting those heavy dark eyes to stay rooted on hers. In a split second, he leaned into her, enclosing his palm around her neck. Nuella gasped at the rough choke, clutching tightly to the edge of the counter. Devine leaned in harder—his grip against her neck, tightening in the same consisten
Nuella’s cheeks burned at the phrase. Her pussy made a throbbing pulse as anticipation of his promise filled her head. Indeed, it would not be so bad to take his cock here in this kitchen. With deliberate, slutriness, Nuella lifted her gaze to Devine, biting gently on her lower lips. “I am all yours, Daddy. Endeavor to do whatever you will to me…”Devine’s breath heavied. And his pulse thickened. Every word and action from Nuella sent a flicker of sensation across his spine. Without further word, his hand reached for her hair, and he groped a large quantity, yanking her head backward. Nuella gasped, swallowing the lumps that hung against her throat. “You are being such a bad girl, momma. And... Umm...” Devine bit gently on his lower lips, tightening his grip against her hair. “I sure will do whatever I desire with this needy body of yours.”“Take out my cock.” His voice was a perfect blend of command and desire. Nuella’s pussy pinched and her lips stretched into a subconsci