lover oh how you touch me

Turns out hiding pregnancy from the mafia was not that difficult, I just had to live my life exactly as I did before. Just no yummy booze or drugs. Or fire. Damn it!

Not that Lorenzo let me do drugs before. And not like he gave me access to matches.

The only thing that did change, was how possessive and dominant Lorenzo had become since I told him. He never left me, and I mean ever. Which was good, because If I am being honest with myself, as I work on self discovery, I am a attention whore, no doubt.

"What are you thinking about?" Lorenzo uttered, as he swiped a pen across stacks of papers, while I sat on his lap.

My own personal throne.

"When I'm like 15 months pregnant am I still allowed to do naked yoga on the front steps?" I asked as I fluttered my eyelashes at him innocently, and I watched him smudge his signature at surprise of my words.

Lorenzo rolled out his shoulders at my response, his eyes narrowing on me in mere seconds. "First of all You aren't allowed to do that now. Ever. Second, you can't be 15 months pregnant."

"kay." I smirked, as I pushed off him and stretched, gripping the desk and bending down like a cat. Just to tease him with my amazing sexy wife material body.

Feeling Lorenzos eyes on the curve of my back, and the way I pushed my ass into the air made me blush.

"Serina." He sighed, as he gripped that pen a little harder. So hard I heard it crack.

"Meow." I smirked, as I stood up and pulled his white shirt further down my body.

"Serina." His voice Echoed in repeat around the room and to me, this time his words though were huskier and full of warning, as I heard the chair creak and watched him come stand behind me.

"Yes daddy? Master? My amazing little pussy tamer?" I smiled, as I stayed in place and pressed my back against his chest. Feeling his muscles from under his shirt

How does it put up with me? And why

"When do you begin showing?" He whispered into my ear, as he smoothed his hands slowly over my stomach.

"are you saying I've gained weight?" I faked a angered expression, and he grabbed me and spun me around. "I get it Lorenzo I'm chonky."

"You aren't...chonky, you are pregnant baby."

"I like when you call me baby. Really makes my pussy throb." I smiled as I wound my arms around his neck as he grabbed my hips and pulled me into his arms.

"Wrap your legs around my waist." He demanded and sinfully I did it. "Baby." He joked, as I gripped his chin and forced his head away—placing my lips on his jaw and collarbone and kissing his skin as his breathing haltered.

He was so damn sensitive to my touch. Good.

"I was only asking because My attendance at a event is critical—" he began, but paused briefly as I gripped his collar and pulled it down, biting onto his chest like the little demonic creature that I was

"And I'm considering letting you join me." He finally said, while breathing a heavy breath, as I felt his cock harden against my covered core. Fabric the only thing keep his member from resting against the skin my clit.

"And event? Like a party." I asked with a whisper While coming up and looking into his eyes.

"...yes." He hesitated.

"Isn't it dangerous?" I asked.

"No, it's a no violence allowed—"

"Yeah so was the last one we went to. Do you remember how well that went?" I said "you know, when Satan wanted to blow my brains out when he found out you were my whore and then I swerved my car off the cliff. When I almost died and you tried to leave me afterwards."

"except now Satan is dead, you are my whore, and you aren't allowed to drive us off the clif." He said sternly. "And you know I won't fucking leave you." He growled, his words stern and damning. His eyes tightening and sharpening at the very thought of it.

"And? What if I do drive us off the cliff. What then?" I smirked.

"Except you would never fucking do that." He hissed, as he pulled me closer, tighter, the curves of my body fitting into the curves of his.

He was my puzzle piece. And fuck did he ever fit so damn well inside me.

But His statement wasn't a question, it was a verdict.

"we will see. Depends on my mood." I smiled, as he set me down on my feet. His eyes sharp on me. "Oh calm down I'm fucking joking."

"don't joke about yours and my child's death like it's funny." He hissed. His eyes staring into me.

"I-" I started to say.

"You mean more to me then anything. I love you so much that I'd shoot myself dead if it meant you lived." He growled as he steps forward until I was against the wall and he was pinning me there.

I swallowed, but he didn't dare touch me, but came close enough that I practically wanted to beg him to.

"You and this baby Serina..." he whispered, eyes on fire like we were both about to be sent into hell. He couldn't quite find the words to describe just what me and our baby were to him—but I knew. I knew.

My lip quivered slightly, as I stared up at my husband, who looked at me so vulnerably.
Because I am his sparrow, and I have been since the second he saw me.

"I'm sorry. I won't—I won't say things like that again." I said. "And I know you love me..."

...Enough to die for me.

He didn't say anything for a moment, his eyes looking into mine. "You are the mother of my child. And my wife." He whispered. "And My whore."

"Oh god. What have I gotten myself into?" I smirked, as he made me stand on my tip toes so I could be close to his face.

"Marrige and pregnancy." He smirked. "Sex."

"You know I think I know which sexy time got me pregnant." I smiled

"Oh?" He smiled as he fondled my bare ass. His fingers dragging over my covered clit making my body tremble.

"Please describe. And then let's act it out. So You can refresh my memory." He smirked, as he smashed his lips onto mine and tore my clothes away. Hungry and demanding.

Wasting no time. And having no reservations. None—as he swiped his tongue across my lip, and kissed me until I was moaning nonsense into his mouth.

The white shirt ripping at the hem as he tore it off my head and set me down on his desk, over the papers he's signed minutes ago but now cared little about.

His teeth came down to bite onto my nipple, pulling it and sucking on it's hardened tip while his devilish hand squeezed and teased the other. His wet hot tongue circled my breast in a way that made me shiver against his wooden desk And against his body that came to press down against mine.

His tongue drawing lines down my body, until he was kissing my hipbones and making me jerk my hips forward selfishly.

With you lover I always want to be be selfish.

"Oh Lorenzo." I cried, knowing he was my downfall and my salvation. Knowing that his mouth have me life just as well as his love did.

"Lorenzo." I breathed helplessly again. Begging and pleading so shamelessly that I wasn't even concerned if a god was listening.

"I meant what I said sparrow. Tell me what I did to you." He whispered against my ear. "Tell me how hard I fucked you and how hard I made you cum." He demanded with sinful dominant eyes that leaked poison into my own.

The kind of poison that made submissions to him so painfully easy.

"Hate to interrupt. But-" Marcos voice echoed as he knocked on the door before swinging it open. Lorenzo turning around like a plot twist and hiding me behind him. As he stood between my legs that trembled with desire.

"I swear to god if you don't leave in the next 3 seconds I'm going to murder you." Lorenzo voice "if I don't kill you already for walking in on my naked wife."

"Damn it Marco I was about to get railed." I said with a smirk while peaking out from Lorenzo side.

Lorenzos eyes narrowing as he placed a hand back on my thigh, and leaning backwards just enough to pressed my chest into his back.

"No you will want to listen to this." Rosario interjected, and the sight of two men in the very room I laid bare made my lovers muscles tighten.

"No. Get the fuck out." Lorenzo growled, his voice demonic and dangerous as he kept my chest pressed firm against his back. "Or I will tear your fucking eyes out with my hands."

The room went quiet, except for my pounding pulse that throbbed in more places than my head.

"Jesus. Fine. Tell us when she's decent." Rosario said with wriggling eyebrows that made Lorenzo reach for his gun, but he closed the door before my beast could shoot and kill him.

"When am I ever decent?" I asked innocently as Lorenzo spun around. And I jumped off the desk, just to make my tits bounce in his gaze.

"Fucking hell. Put your damn clothes on before I fuck you backwards with them outside the door." He growled while racking his hand over his jaw.

"You're the boss." I smiled, as I turned and swayed my thick juicy ass. Making sure to bend down super seductively as I gripped my shirt from the floor.

"Serina." He warned as he palmed his cock through his pants. "God I want you."

I know.

"Put your cock in my pussy when they leave okay?" I smiled, as I slipped clothes on and watched his eyes darken a couple shaded.

"You are going to regret teasing me sparrow." He growled.

"Oh. Am I now?" I whispered, watching as he placed his hand on my side and ran it down to my hip.

Oh fuck I'm definitely going to regret it.

"I think you know that I'm going to fuck the shit out of you Serina." He whispered, as his hand reached under my shirt, his fingers making my skin tingle.

My breath catching as his fingers intertwined the string of my panties, only from him to snap it against my hip.

"Lorenzo." I whispered as he slipped his hand into
my panties.

My hand gripping onto his forearm, as he sunk a digit inside me. My lips closing tightly as he smirked down at me.

And when I didn't make a sound with the first, he slipped in two more, making me gasp. That devilish smile on his face growing, as he scissored his fingers inside me, while circling my clit with his thumb.

"I'm going to fuck you Until you feel like you'll die if you don't come. And then I'm going to stop, and I'm going to make you beg me for it." He smirked, as he removed his fingers and I whined.

As he brought his fingers to my lips, and I opened my mouth, as he pushed them against my tongue. And with a smile I closed my mouth around his fingers and swirled my tongue against the taste.

He smiled, loving just how well I understood what he wanted me to do.

"And Tell me why I can do that." He asked, knowing the answer, but wanting me to say it aloud. As he removed his hand, and brushed my cheek and pulled at my lip.

"Because I'm your slut." I smirked, my body on fire with anticipation of what he's going to to do me.

"Yes you are." his thick promising words made me want to fist myself.

"Can you fuck me outside? Let me do my naked yoga for you. Then fuck me in downward dog."

"I can see your fucking tits through the shirt. Don't wear this out of the house again." He said, ignoring my statement as he came closer and flicked my covered nipple as he pressed my ass against the desk.

my body filling with goosebumps as he
shrugged his jacket off and threw it over my shoulders, buttoning it up. "Do you understand me?"

I nodded while looking up at him.

"Use your fucking words." He said.

"Yes master. No one but you gets to see my beautiful amazing boobs. Or touch." I smiled "or...fuck." I whispered, and I swear I could fucking see him deciding whether or not to just cover my mouth with his hands and fuck me raw against the desk.

"I'm going to make you scream." He promised. A promise he was more that capable of Fulfilling.

Fuck I'm so horny. Lover please

"Will you spank me?" I smirked. Hating the way he made my body melt and my mind obsess over him. Just kidding, I fucking loved it.

He clenched his jaw, and closed his eyes, before turning around "She's decent." He growled, while still standing slightly in front of me.

My protective little murderer.

"Your walls aren't soundproof you know." Marco smirked

"Does it look like I give a fuck about you two knowing how hard I'm going to screw my husband once you fuck off?" I said, as I pulled Lorenzos shirt out from his pants at the back and dragged my hand up his bare spine. His body stiffening at my touch.

"Spit it out. I'm feeling murderous today." Lorenzo hissed.

"Veronica called." Marco said, and I stopped my hand for a second. "Wants to know if you are coming to her black Perl gala."

Veronica. hm. I should kill her.

"Why is Lorenzo going to a pirate of the Caribbean themed party a important reason for you two to come In Here so urgently." I asked.

"No, baby it's the event. The one I told you about. A showcase of...jewelry." Lorenzo said, but hesitated the last part of his sentence when he turned his gaze to me.

"Jewelry? Suspicious." I said, as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"You wanted a way to prevent people from knowing she's pregnant. This party will help with that. People expect you to have gotten her pregnant by now, it's tradition." Marco said

"Excuse me tradition? Is it the fucking 1500's or something?" I hissed "did you plan to get me pregnant? For your 'traditions' because if so I'm burning our marriage certificate."

"No serina I didn't plan to get you pregnant. I'd never do that to you. Marco shut the hell up." Lorenzo seethed

"But you get what he means. why the fuck would a mafia boss take his pregnant wife to that?" Rosario said "it will set a good stage for any rumours to die."

Their discretion of the real nature of this 'event' made me clench my asshole.

Lorenzo noticed my confusion "the event...it's not so much about the jewelry, but the people wearing it." Lorenzo said.

"No comprende senior. You are going to have to actually explain this is full sentences for me." I said, as I turned my gaze up to him, and tapped my nails on the wooden desk.

"It's a prostitution ring." He sighed "men by wife's, whores, or whatever else they want." He said bluntly, but his eyes lightening as he gaged my reaction.

My mouth closed at his words, and I shivered slightly at the memory of being locked into a glass box and bound with cuffs and muzzles, and bid on by old creepy men who wanted me for more then just blackmail purposes.

A visible shiver traveled up my spine. And Lorenzo, knowing me better then I knew myself, wound his arms around my waist carefully and pulled me around him and into his chest. Careful not to hurt me.

"I have consider this already. But it's shady. Anyone who knows me knows I wouldn't let her anywhere near this." Lorenzo said, as he turned to look at Rosario.

"Exactly. But it would show that you don't have a reason to be scared for her safety." Marco piped in.

"By taking me to look at prostitutes?" I smirked while thinking of all the ways I was going to prank him later.

Marco was looking at Lorenzo, which made me tilt my head up to see he was staring off into oblivion. "If you think it's a good idea, then I'll go. But if Anyone touches my butt then I'm killing everyone present. Including you."

"No one will touch you at all." Lorenzo said as he let out an angered sigh. "Fuck. We will go, but I want you two there. Call Veronica and let her know."

Veronica. Yeah. I want to kill her.

"Who is Veronica?" I asked, and Lorenzo looked down at me.

"She's the organizer for the event." He said with the eyes he got when he was about to be sorry for something.

"have you fucked her before?" I growled. Just the thought of his hand on another woman made me want to kill.

"Yes." He said honestly. Good. I like him showing me his relationship growth. Love the honesty Lorenzo, hate your answer however

I suddenly felt so territorial, that I pulled him a little closer.

"I used to go to these events often. A lot more before I met you." He said, eyes shifting to study mind.

I shivered. "Fuck just the idea of that makes me want to vomit up my own heart." I asked, feeling my Desiree to carve my fucking name onto him. "god why does this bitch have to be one of your casual hookups?"

"One of them?" He growled, gripping my neck and forcing my gaze to stay dead on his. "Don't fucking speak as if you're not the only woman who I let touch me."

I was the only woman who touches him. And I knew it. I knew he'd kill for me .

"I know where your loyalties lie." I said.

They lie in me.

"Just as you know that I will kill her if she so touch as lays a finger on my property."

He wound his hand around me tighter, as if to clarify to me, that I belonged to him, and he'd also kill to make sure I knew that.

"If it's her little party then that makes it perfect" I smiled. "I stole a pretty new knife from Marco, I'd love to make use of it." I said and Marco narrowed his eyes at me.

"Better not be one of my favourites."

"You can't kill her Serina." Lorenzo said. Pausing for a moment. "Until after the event." He smiled lowly

Watch me.

"Well I can already tell She's going to flirt with you out of disrespect to me, because that always seems to happen, And if she does I won't be able to control my raging pregnancy hormones. So I can't promise I won't kill her in a closet or something."

"Raging pregnancy hormones?" Lorenzo said dumbfounded. Not caring about any of the other parts of my sentence.

"Mhm." I said.

"You are very crazy." Rosario "wild."

"I prefer spicy." I smiled. "Now fuck off. I have to have a long hard talk with Lorenzo. Don't come back for two, three hours...just don't come back because it might take a while."

"Talk About what?" Lorenzo said, his voice thick with question as he turned to me, forcing me against the corner of a desk.

"Oh lots of stuff. I'm very emotionally un-contentment" I said, while throwing my hair into a ratchet little bun, as I pushed him against the desk.

"Peace out then." Rosario said as he fucked off. Marco fucked off with no words. Sadly.

"Why are you—"

"Great they are gone. Let's play punishment games." I smiled, as I lowered to my knees before him.

"You are an amazing wife. Did you know that? My feisty little pregnant wife."he praised.

"Let me taste you." I whispered.

in an instant his eyes blackened, as he let me undo his pants.

"Let me praise you." I whispered.