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Stacy— Luca called pt 2
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Five days, six hours and fifty three minutes. That's how long it had been since I last saw either Scott or Jenny. But this wasn't the time to think about that. I was about to surround myself with my old life and then some. Don Angelo would no doubt be coming out for this thing too. I remembered the day my mom and Jenny left home like it was just yesterday. My mother, Collette, was from a wealthy family. She ran away at a young age to be Don Angelo's wife. An event she would regret very early into her marriage. Unlike me, my mother was indifferent to what Don Angelo did for a living. If anything, she probably even liked it. The danger, the risk, the money. All of it appealed to her. Ultimately what broke my parent's marriage was the mistresses Don Angelo had. By the time the affairs started, my mother's whole life was Don Angelo. She fell into a deep depression, slitting her wrists when I was ten. "If you want to die so badly, it can be arranged," Don Angelo thundered, pulling a gun
Last Updated : 2025-01-03His Mafia Princess Stacy— I attended a Cattaneo wake pt 2
"You are wise to try and trick me instead of threatening me. I'll give you that. But using my family to do it? Bad move. No man controls what I do or don't do. Not you, not Don Angelo, not even Scott. Whom I will fuck if I so choose. Never make the mistake of thinking you are any different to me than Don Angelo. I did Cattaneo's books for the last seven years. What can I say? Daddy was a show off. If I can feed my own father to the wolves, I can just as easily do it to you," I finished in a huff. "Did you just threaten a don in his own home?" Luca asked, his voice dangerously low. "I don't make threats, I make promises. If you wanted me dead, I would be, but like I said, you're just another Don Angelo. If you want to keep entertaining delusions of us riding off into the sunset together, that's your prerogative, but don't ever, ever come after me using my family again," I said, rising to my feet. "Always a pleasure, Luca."It took effort to walk away in a straight line. My hands shook
Last Updated : 2025-01-03His Mafia Princess Scott— I crashed a wake pt 1
I started at Vogue two days ago. I wouldn't be surprised if they fired me, with the way I was performing, just going through the motions. No matter where or when I looked, Stacy wasn't at her usual hang outs. I don't know when she moved, but the super said her apartment was empty now. Finally, for the first time since she left that bar, I knew where she was going to be. Don Cattaneo's wake was today. She was probably there already. "What? Just say it and get it over with, Ken. It's bad enough that one of my best friends won't even answer a text, much less see me. Don't give me the silent treatment too, for the love of God," I begged as Kenny walked into the kitchen that morning, still looking at me like I killed his dog. I probably looked like shit. I couldn't eat or sleep. Between getting up to shower and going to work every day, I didn't even have the energy to shave."Okay, fine. What the fuck was that with Jenny the other night? How could you do that in front of Stacy? What the f
Last Updated : 2025-01-04His Mafia Princess Scott— I crashed a wake pt 2
I knew hiking wasn't what she had in mind, but I couldn't think of anywhere else I wanted to take her. If she didn't want to do this, she certainly wasn't saying so. "This mountain has been my mistress and my archnemesis for months," I said, making small talk. "One of these days I'm going to—" "Take the perfect picture. I know," she said, surprising me. "What do you mean you know?" I asked. "I've been here before, a few times. I've watched you try and take the perfect photo. You want to capture the sunrise, but you've hated every picture you've taken up until now," she said, matter of factly. "Far be it for me to think you are so presumptuous, but did you follow me up here?" I asked, surprised once again. When she nodded, my mind was blown. Stacy Kendrick following me anywhere sounded crazy to me. "Why didn't you ever come out and say hi? Why didn't you tell me?" "I didn't want to seem like a stalker who is obsessed with you," she said, her voice lighter. "Don't get the wrong i
Last Updated : 2025-01-04His Mafia Princess Scott— One thing leads to another pt 1
Every nerve ending in me seemed to come alive as I kissed her. It was like what I had always imagined a first kiss was supposed to feel like. A surreal, out of body experience. Her soft lips fit so perfectly against mine. My hands roamed all over her neck, shoulders, breasts, tummy and hips. I wanted to touch her everywhere all at once. When the kisses had deepened to the point where the tip of my tongue was swiping against her lips, she welcomed me in. Nudging her thighs apart with my knee, I positioned myself in between them, eagerly tilting my head this way and that to explore every bit of her mouth. She wrapped her limbs around me, pulling me in even closer as her tongue competed with mine for dominance. My hands slid up her thighs and came to rest on her hips. I had never been so caught up in something as simple as a kiss. There was barely enough thought going into breathing, on both our parts. I felt like I was sixteen again and this was my first time making out with someone and
Last Updated : 2025-01-05His Mafia Princess Scott— One thing leads to another pt 2
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
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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
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His Mafia Princess Scott—My mom waited up for us pt 3
"She needs to sleep, mom. We better head up," I said, letting my exhausted girlfriend lay her head on my shoulder."I'm fine," Stacy said with a yawn, her eyes closing."Please don't give her that kind of power. We'll never sleep and I'm so—" Willow groaned."So what, Willow?" I said, daring her to tell our blissfully unaware mother how drunk she was.She was sober enough to know to keep to the shadows and not out herself to our mom, but I knew all her tricks."I'm going to make more coffee. You don't mind, do you Stacy dear?" my mom asked, heading back into the kitchen.Being the angel she was, Stacy said, "I could go all night" completely without the intent of making my dick twitch.How fucking sweet was my girl? She could barely keep her eyes open and my come was probably dry on her legs by now. Ther
His Mafia Princess Scott—My mom waited up for us pt 2
"So exciting. My first gift from my daughter in law," said my mom.Choosing to pick my battles, I let that one slide and turned my suspicion on my girlfriend instead."I better not regret getting on that plane with you, Kendrick," I said, as I watched my mom unwrap her gift with bated breath."Don't worry, you'll like it. Hopefully she does too," said Stacy, her urgency to leave the room forgotten as my mom pulled a scrap book out of the box.Stacy went over to where my mom stood, nervously wringing her hands as my mom flipped open to the first page and explained, "It's a detailed record of my friendship with Scott, as well as our relationship. The photos are mostly his. You're always sharing your stories about him with me. I just wanted to share mine too. I hope that's okay," Stacy said, looking at my mom, holding her breath."That's lovely dear," s
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"Told you so," I said, turning to her as the car came to a halt in the driveway. "That's a bedroom light. Maybe she just forgot to turn it off before she went to bed?" said Stacy, but I could tell she was having regrets. "Nope. That's her studio's light. She's painting. The kitchen light will go on in three two one," I said, watching Stacy's nervous face as I counted down with a grin. The nerves were an improvement from the distant cold eyes I'd been getting since we left Willow's school. I don't know what to say to her that will make us running off together okay in her head. Willow was never going to forgive me for missing graduation. Plus I wanted Stacy to know how special she was to me by having her meet my mom. I thought bringing Stacy to Ohio would appease everyone, but clearly that was an error in judgement on my part. All Stacy seemed to see was what I was giving up for her. It's been fucking with her head all night. Knowing that has been fucking with mine. Sure enough, a
His Mafia Princess Stacy —We crashed Willow's prom pt 3
"What was that?" he teased me, kissing my lips as he moved sweaty strands of hair out of my face. "What was what?" I said, playing dumb, responding to his light, little kisses. "Are you claiming ownership over my dick, Kendrick?" he asked me with a cocky grin. "It is a really great dick and it's going to worship my pussy for life," I said shamelessly, probably still a little horny as I laid back against him. "I think that makes it mine. Do you have a problem with that?" He reached around my neck, touched his mother's pearls and I felt like such a whore for letting him fuck me while wearing them. "Not even in the slightest. My dick only enjoys your pussy anyway. Just remember you said for life," he said, calling me out. I stayed in his arms, glued to that chair despite the wet, sticky mess between us, completely speechless. I was scared out of my mind. Not about going on the run. I had made my peace with that. Going back to Don Angelo wasn't what I wanted. Whatever the cost for
His Mafia Princess Stacy— We crashed Willow's prom pt 2
"This is so fucking dirty. We shouldn't be—" "Fucking in a public place?" he asked with a chuckle, pulling the strings behind my neck that I had warned him not to. "Little late, Stace. Been there, done that," he said, letting the dress fall forward. "Fucking at your sister's prom," I said, meaning to admonish him, but he had unhooked my bra and gotten his hands on my breasts and I was moaning while I said every word, now slamming down hard and fast on his dick. "I won't tell if you don't," he said through pants, pulling my body up against his. His hands were on my breasts, clawing at my flesh, as I bounced up and down his dick. He surrendered control to me, letting me have my way with him. "Fuck me like the dirty girl you are," he rasped into my ear, egging me on. "You love being in control of that dick, don't you? Stroking it up and down with your pussy. Kinky little freak," he said, kissing me over my shoulder. "Scott, fuck, I love it so much. So good," I grunted, fucking him
His Mafia Princess Stacy: We crashed Willow's prom pt 1
True to his word, probably not wanting to hurt his mother's feelings, Scott snuck me into a high school prom. I got to watch him claim Willow's first dance while he gave her date shit. Watching him with her made my heart melt. Could he really give them up for me? "What a dipshit," said Scott, complaining about Willow's date. "All teenage boys are," I said, overwhelmed with emotion when he took me into his arms.Being with him and his family all day was going to my head. He was surrounded by so much love. How could I just take it all away?"They probably would have lined up for you if you went to school. I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to make things weird. We don't have to stay if you don't want to. It's just, when Willow put those pearls on you, for some reason I didn't want them to come off. It's stupid, I know," he said, wrapping his arms around my waist as mine went around his neck. "No, I get it. I know what you mean. Same," I said, touching the pearls around my neck be
His Mafia Princess Stacy—He took me home pt 3
"Shut up and wear the fucking pearls," Scott whispered into Willow's ear."I don't want to wear the fucking pearls. Stacy is loaning me this diamond necklace," said Willow, showing off the bing around her neck."What the fuck? Mom is going to flip. You know how she feels—" Scott ranted and I grimaced, shooting him an apologetic look."I got this," said Willow, taking the pearls clean out of Lisa's hands when she walked back into the room with them and laying them around my bare neck. "So much better on her than me," said Willow, clapping her hands together after she tied the clasp behind my neck.The frustration left Scott's face and he stared at the pearls around my neck, awestruck."But it's prom. You have to wear the family pearls. I wore them to my prom and on my wedding day. So did my mom and her mom," said Lisa, looking betw
His Mafia Princess Stacy—He took me home pt 2
"He's carrying her like a bride the first time he brought her home to meet his mom. This is a sign, right?" said Lisa's voice."That they're doing marital activities? Sure," said Willow, both women standing in the front door, watching us fool around.I pulled away from Scott's face, beaming at him as he set me down on my feet, his ears reddening. So much for us surprising them."Hi mom. Willow. You guys know—""Let me get a good look at you. You're gorgeous," said Lisa, taking my hands in hers, her whole face lighting up with excitement. "You know he's never brought a girl home before. That must mean wedding bells are ringing soon."Willow went into stitches, grabbing onto Scott's shoulder while I sucked in my lips trying not to do the same."Stacy," Scott finished, burying his face in his hands. "I did warn y
His Mafia Princess Stacy—He took me home pt 1
"Fuck me dress," said Scott, coming to stand behind me. I was standing in his childhood bedroom in front of the mirror, trying on dresses from the bag he had packed for me for Vermont. Willow and his mom Lisa would be home soon. We landed in Ohio an hour ago, but they didn't know we were here as he wanted to surprise them. "What are you talking about? Because it's backless? It's stunning and modest. There's like no cleavage," I said, defending my choice. "Not because it’s backless, but that helps," he said, running his hands up my naked back. "There's this," he said, piling my hair onto one of my shoulders and kissing the back of my neck before he pulled the strings secured around my neck and pulled the front of the dress down. "Easy access, so much better than cleavage," he said, laying hands on my strapless bra clad breasts and squeezing them, before whispering huskily, "Fuck me dress.""Then just don't pull the strings. Problem solved," I said, my breathing quickening. He slid
