Chapter 34
POV: Stefano
Beatrice bit the tip of her lips where I had just done the same before releasing the skin and smiling, not at all restrained, amused by the whole situation. She hardly ever smiled at me for any reason, and now that I saw her doing it while she was wrapped around my waist, it made my cock throb even more under my pants, which the woman's fingers slid open. She looked nothing like any woman I'd been around after Alessia, the girl I'd eliminated without a shred of compassion.
I watched every movement of her lips, and, in fact, the shape of her smile reminded me a little of the girl I was in love with as a teenager, although her obedience in bed rather than out of it had nothing to do with what I remembered of her personality. Beatrice was fucking hot, and her confidence, coupled with all that daring, made me even more obsessed with this whole game. After Alessia, fucking looking into someone's eyes no longer appealed to me, letting a woman see all of me was reason enough for me to think about killing her straight away, but there, while the mother of my child was challenging me, I was up for anything, especially after making sure that the raid on Gamorra was going as planned.
When her hands released my member without me trying to stop her, Beatrice lowered her face to examine it, making my T-shirt wet thanks to her. I grabbed her neck and pushed her back against the wall, my cock resting against the forehead of her pussy, a few wet strands falling onto my hand. Her smile diminished, but now it was even naughtier, even thirstier for me, as she stared at me a little breathlessly. I touched my cock with my free hand, sliding it along its length, which soaked the tip of my member. Beatrice was totally wet, and it wasn't because of the water. She gasped at my touch, sticking her head even closer to the wall and pressing my hands even harder on her neck.
When I found her pussy hole, instead of fitting in at once, I exercised what little patience I had left, although this was not normal. I slid in slowly, feeling every millimeter of her being filled by me, feeling Beatrice wanting to be slipped in all at once. She let a moan escape her lips, her eyes closing.
"Open your fucking eyes, Beatrice," I ordered, stopping moving just before I finally reached the end of her pussy, and Beatrice had her entire womb filled by me, although a few centimeters still remained outside. My tone was patient but authoritative enough to have her eyes on mine immediately, and I thrust into her all at once, eliciting an even louder moan from her lips. My cock hardened even more, my eyes were hypnotized by hers, and it wasn't even a sacrifice to see each of her reactions as I fucked her, unlike what I had imagined it would be. Beatrice breathed harder and harder, her chest rising and falling wildly. I slid out and thrust in all at once, Beatrice still squeezing me, even though I had no idea how many men she'd been with. She moves her hips, her pussy tightening even more around my cock, to tease me, as much as I was trying to keep control of the situation.
With my free hand, I pushed her ass even further against the wall, pressing it there, her cheeks red, the effort evident to keep entwining her feet between my waist. I picked up the pace, thrusting in and out of Beatrice countless times in a matter of seconds. Her eyes were locked on mine, she was moaning, gasping, and biting her lips, just tasting me with her irises glistening with arousal. I was even more pleased to know that the insatiable woman in front of me needed to resort to my touch to relieve herself. I knew how to satiate all her intensity.
I let my hands slip down to her leg, positioning it over my arms, leaving her pussy wide open for me and my fingers free to be on her soft ass. She wrapped her arms around me not just her legs but her neck, with the imprint of my palm. I thrust into her again, pushing her thighs into the wall, her delicate fingers squeezing my bare forearm, scratching the tattoos she had questioned at our dinner. With each strong, precise movement inside her, her nails dug into my skin, but it didn't hurt as it should have, it just made me want to thrust harder and more directly while squeezing her buttocks without any lightness.
Beatrice screamed, contracted on my cock hard, her body softened, and I felt something hotter than her own pussy run down my cock. Beatrice had cum was in me, and no matter how controlled I was with my body so as not to let my body go to the limit without my permission, uncontrollably, the second I slid out of her, and my cock touched her most desired spot, my semen dripped there, leaving the girl totally honeydew.
As I stared at her, still hungry, she leaned on my body, smiling more openly as she felt my warm liquid on her. Before I could get her off my lap, I was engrossed in the feeling of having no idea why I had disconnected the call and broken into that box when I knew I should just ignore her and get back to work. I couldn't, not when it came to Beatrice naked or wanting my cock in her as much as I wanted her pussy in me. Someone knocked on the door, and that was the start of me coming to my senses once again.
As soon as her feet were on the floor again, after a rough, quick movement to get her fingers away from me again, I tucked my cock back into my pants, noticing that she now seemed aware again of what she had just done and how much she hated me, thanks to her flushed cheeks, as was always the case when the girl was angry. I turned onto my back, thankful that it was a dark fabric, and ensured that Beatrice couldn't see anything of my body. I didn't look at her face before I opened the door and slammed it behind me, watching one of my men walk in, forcing me to stand with my back to that damn box.
"Say, capo." I looked into eyes that I knew wanted to swerve to where Beatrice was, but he didn't. He struggled to maintain his professional composure, but his deep breathing, coupled with his body language, gave away his nervousness as well as his impatience and frustration.
"I've just been told that we've managed to defeat most of them. Giovanni had been thinking of a plan like this for a few months, and it seems to have worked. They were a bit lost, but Carlo escaped, along with some of their men."