All Chapters of His Mafia Princess : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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

"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

"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

"Mom, stop. You know this shit pisses him off. Just stop," Willow thundered, grabbing the album out of her hands and slamming it down on the table.  "You can't just cut him out forever, Scott. You've got to let it go, baby," said my mom, her voice so gentle.  I knew she meant well, but it was like she was betraying her eighteen year old son all over again. Taking Jeff's side over mine.  "After what you and Jeff did, he can do whatever the fuck he wants," said Willow, my champion, walking right past Stacy to wrap her arms around me.  "I'm okay," I said, withdrawing from her calmly. "When are you going to stop pushing him to make yourself feel better? It's fucking bullshit. Fuck Jeff. He's gone, mom. When are you going to accept that?" Willow yelled at my mom, storming out and up the stairs ahead of me.  Willow was who I wished I could

"Where are your panties, Stace?" I whispered into her ear, two of my fingers slipping into her tight little pussy.  "I, oh fuck, I'm really tired," she said, letting out a soft moan in response to the sudden presence of my fingers inside her. "I'll put some on tomorrow," she said meekly.  "No panties and you're so wet for me, baby. You sound like a whore who wants dick, Stace," I said, pumping into her pussy as she ground her ass harder on my boxer clad dick.  "I, I, fuck. Scott, we shouldn't do this here," she hissed.  I pulled my dick out of my boxers and stuck it between her ass cheeks, while my fingers went in and out of her pussy. All I wanted was to keep getting her pussy ready for my dick. Not think or talk, but the words flowed out of me anyway.  "I must have been too gentle in that hotel room," I said, grabbing her hand and putting it on my dick.