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Scott— One thing leads to another pt 1
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She was so wound up by now I actually felt her shiver. "I wasn't, I didn't… Urgh. Jackass," she complained, squirming beneath me, just as my fingers landed on her panties and I started rubbing her folds in gentle circles. "Freak," I said, looking up at her as my lips landed between her breasts, my fingers still working between us. I snuck a look up at her and the faces of perfect pleasure she was making, pleasure I was giving her. "Scott, for fuck's sake," she said, looking down at me, gaping with pleading eyes. Her hand reached out for me and I kissed her palm. She cupped my cheek with one hand, the other grabbing onto the sheets and I slipped my hand into her panties, stopping to stroke her folds and touch her wet core, before I returned to her clit, increasing the tempo. "Scottie, please," she begged. "Yes, Stace?" I asked tauntingly, encircling one of her nipples with the tip of my tongue, before sucking it into my mouth. "What do you need, baby?" I was hovering over her no
Last Updated : 2025-01-05His Mafia Princess Scott— One thing leads to another pt 3
Obviously I'd had sex before, but I'd never been intimate with another woman like I was being with her. Every kiss, every touch, every thrust was filled with love the likes of which I didn't know I was capable of. In many ways, she was my first and I couldn't get enough. "Scott," she moaned, sweaty, vulnerable and dizzy with pleasure beneath me."I'm here, Stace. Anything you want," I said, still burying myself deep inside her as she raised her hips to meet every thrust. "You better not pull any weird shit this time," she said with a short laugh, before her pussy walls strangled my dick.Her orgasm rocked us both. I slowed down so I wouldn't miss a single change in expression. When I kissed her breast, she swatted me away. "Too sensitive," she said, her body still quaking beneath me. "Sorry," I said with a cheeky grin, flipping one of her nipples with the tip of my tongue to tease her. "That's what you get for going first," I said, slowly picking up speed again. I wasn't far behin
Last Updated : 2025-01-05His Mafia Princess Stacy— Things are weird now pt 1
"...amazing you still have a job," Kenny said as Scott entered the kitchen. I didn't catch the rest of it because my brain stopped working for a moment there when I saw Scott enter the room."Good morning to you too, Ken," said Scott, stifling a yawn. "Yes, I called work and told them I had an emergency. It's all good."Yup, the emergency being getting me off. Scott's gaze fell on me. He looked tired. Did he have trouble sleeping too last night? All I could see when I looked at him now was him between my legs doing unspeakable things to me in the gentlest way any man had ever treated me. He was the perfect combination of gentle and assertive, making the experience surprisingly hot. No, stop thinking that. I looked away from Scott and gulped. Calm down, calm down, I chanted to myself. "Good morning, Stace," said Scott, briefly laying his hand on my shoulder in passing.I reflexively shrugged my shoulder out of his grasp, then cringed. A little too late to run from his touch now. A l
Last Updated : 2025-01-06His Mafia Princess Stacy— Things are weird now pt 2
And that was when I knew exactly what I wanted. I didn't want to get past anything. I wanted more. "Sure," I said anyway, watching him enter the room. I was undressing him with my eyes, so I looked down. He sat down on the bed, gingerly getting in next to me. "You sure this is okay?" he asked, turning his head to me. The last time he asked me that, I let him stick it to me. Fuck, my head was dirty. "Yup. Totally fine," I said, his scent now hitting my nostrils harder. What would he think if I told him I was wet for him? And getting more so by the second. Like the first night, he turned his back on me. "Goodnight, Stace," he said, turning the lamp on his side off. I licked my lips, rubbing my thighs together to create friction."Goodnight Scottie," I said, willing myself to fall asleep. When we woke up the next morning, I was wrapped tightly in his arms. I almost jumped out of my skin when I realized that he was already awake. He was watching me sleep."Going to tell me why it
Last Updated : 2025-01-06His Mafia Princess Stacy— Things are weird now pt 3
"Hell, Stace," he said, breathing hard, as I dropped to my knees. He watched me intently as I pulled the towel apart and let it drop. "I thought you were mad at me," he said, his head falling back against the door as I licked the tip of his dick. "I will be if you don't fuck me silly," I said, feeding inch after inch into my mouth. He stood there helplessly, watching me suck his dick. "This is such a bad idea," he said, but he was already wrapping my hair around his fingers and turning it into a fist. "Shit that feels so good though," he said, guiding my head up and down his shaft. This was not the Scott who took me to bed just a few days ago. He was rough and demanding, taking an active role in fucking my face. "Do you know how hard it is to concentrate on anything when I see you everywhere?" he almost yelled at me, holding my head in place as he forced his dick down my throat. "I think about how I should have fucked you while you were on your hands and knees. That's why we bar
Last Updated : 2025-01-06His Mafia Princess Stacy— What are we? pt 1
"Jason Segel kills in this role," said Kenny with a chuckle, truly the biggest fan since Segel's How I Met Your Mother days. "Of course, we all know the greatest actor on Shrinking is—" Marlene began. Kenny jumped out of his seat next to her and said with a goofy smile, "The icon, the legend—" Marlene lit up when we all collectively chimed in, "Harrison Ford."It was one of those moments where nothing funny really happened, but you laughed anyway. Nice, Marlene. Getting up to speed on a show to meet the friends equals mega girlfriend points. The doorbell rang and Kenny rose to his feet again, clearly a nervous ball of energy. "Food. I'll get it," he said, speeding out of the living room. "I better go and help," said Marlene, following him out. It's been a month since the wake. I haven't really thought about Jenny or my mom much, on account of all the sneaking around Scott and I have been doing. I had this theory that surely by now Kenny must know and it wasn't necessary anymore
Last Updated : 2025-01-07His Mafia Princess Stacy— What are we? pt 2
Chinese is here," said Kenny, setting the food down on the table. Scott and I reached for the bag at the same time. My hand brushed up against his and we looked at each other. "Hey Stacy, I forgot to tell you. There's a bachelor apartment available two floors up, in case you're interested. You and Scott must be falling all over each other in his room," said Kenny, reaching for the bag when neither Scott nor I moved to open it. "You have no idea," I mumbled under my breath. Scott heard me and I watched him suppress a grin. "What was that?" Kenny asked, offering everyone their food."Don't be ridiculous. Couples should live together. I'm sure they're making it work," said Marlene, raising her chopsticks to an oblivious Kenny's mouth. Did she just lowkey ask him to move in together after dating for only a month? Not sure if I respected that or was suddenly wary of this chick. Then again, how was I any better? I moved in with a guy who takes me out all the time, just the two of us, b
Last Updated : 2025-01-07His Mafia Princess Stacy— What are we? pt 3
"No," said Kenny, looking at Scott and I.By now I was leaning against Scott and he was kissing my forehead. "No, because I would know. I live with them," said Kenny, trying to laugh it off. "They're not—" Kenny turned to Marlene, seeking confirmation. She nodded her head at him. Then he turned back to us, bewildered, seeking confirmation once again. "See you at home, Ken," said Scott, taking my hand and rushing me out of the restaurant. We made it out into the parking lot and back to the car without a word passing between us. Scott opened the door of the backseat and finally said, "Get in."The tension of the questions I had asked him lingered between us. I felt too much like crying to argue and just went with it. He got in next to me and closed the door. "You're not moving out," he said pointedly. "Why the hell not?" I asked. "I came to New York for a normal life. What we're doing isn't normal, Scott.""I'm going to sound like an asshole, but I don't want you to be my girlfrien
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The anger turned into a slow, piercing ache. Her questions weren't that crazy after all. She was there for all the other women. She saw what it meant to be with me. What she didn't know was that I've done exactly what she was accusing me of with so many women. Fucked them to get out of saying the words. It sucked that she was asking anyway, because she did get the words from me. She was the only one. Didn't that mean anything to her? "No baby," I said, my voice softening for her. "I'm going to fuck you because clearly telling you I love you every day isn't enough. For some fucked up reason, you don't believe I will always love you, no matter what dumb shit we go through. It was stupid to stop fucking you. The truth is the pain in your eyes scared me. I freaked out, because I didn't know how to help you, but I swear I'll never turn away from you when you're hurting again."When she started crying in earnest, I rolled off of her and laid down next to her, flat on my back. Listening to
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I thought about what she said as I followed her into the house. She wasn't entirely wrong. The secret she was keeping pissed me off, but I figured we were even on that front. It was nothing compared to the pain I saw in her eyes since Rome. I couldn't fix what was happening in her head. I couldn't make it better for her. I couldn't take the pain away and it killed me. I feel so fucking powerless. Tell me baby, what can I do? When I got into the kitchen, she brought me an ice pack and laid it down on my jaw. I watched her do it without protest. This game wasn't fun anymore. Baby, the pain in your eyes is killing me. Let me in. Even if it's not pretty and there's nothing I can do. Even if we both hate it. Please just talk to me. She took my hand, put it on the ice pack and let go, turning her back on me. Just as I was getting up the nerve to tell her she was right, that not knowing how to help her was fucking with me, she spun back around, her eyes still blazing. "Do you stil
His Mafia Princess Scott — We're in Prague pt 2
Only I couldn't argue with her anymore. Not after being inside her again. Not after snuggling up to her after I came inside her because I knew she needed to be held post fuck. Not knowing we had to talk about how we wound up in bed together this morning when we hadn't fucked since the hotel in Rome. So after ten minutes of holding her, I slipped out of bed and left. I needed time to think things through.I thought about what happened before the sex as I went for a run. I walked in on her watching a Tiktok made by Marlene and Kenny announcing their wedding date and immediately came down on her hard."What the fuck are you doing? You're brilliant, Stace. You know better than to check in on our past lives," I yelled at her."I fucking hate that," she yelled back, raising her voice as she turned enraged eyes on me. "So I check in on people sometimes. That's your best friend and he's going to get married without us. I'm
His Mafia Princess Scott— We're in Prague pt 1
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I lost all self control and drove into her hard and fast, unable to help myself. "You should have let me treat you like my princess. Now I am going to fuck you like the whore you're being," I said, pounding her ass for all I was worth. "Do it, please fuck me like a whore," she begged even as pain and pleasure mixed on her face. I was beyond turned on and finally gave in to what she wanted, grabbing ahold of her swinging breasts and letting go completely as I drilled into her ass."Let me hear your voice baby," I begged, delirious with pleasure, no longer paying attention to her comfort the way I was in the beginning. "Don't stop. Make me come again. I'm so close," she said through whimpers. I pulled together what little restraint I had left, grabbed the bullet on her clit and turned it up to the highest setting. "I love you baby, so much. Come for me," I said to her, just as my own orgasm knocked the wind out of my
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I knew my hang up wasn't rational. She should get to do whatever she wanted to herself and yet I couldn't stop the envy. Even of her pleasuring herself. "Are you touching my pussy without permission, whore?" I asked, my jealousy getting the better of me as I thrust into her with force. Her whole body jerked forward and she yelped, immediately making me regret it and slow back down. I couldn't stop myself from pumping into her if I tried though. For fuck's sake, this wasn't my first time in someone's ass. I should have her drooling all over the sheets by now. What the fuck was wrong with me? "You're inside me too often for me to get the chance," she said, licking her lips, her lustful eyes flickering open to meet mine in the mirror. Knowing what was coming, I slipped my fingers out of her pussy and grabbed her ass, spreading her cheeks wide as I squeezed them painfully hard. My eyes flickered between the visual of my dick going in and out of he
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