She giggled as Gianni spooned her in our bed. God! The sight was tempting as hell.

It was lovely. Very stunning.

She was wearing nothing but a tank top and those panties that showed the sexy underside of her ass and Gianni was wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts.

He was whispering something into her ear and I was tempted to smile but I kept the frown on my face.

I was still pissed at the cazzo and he knew that.

He knew why. At least I hoped he did.

I took a drag of my cigarette and inhaled as I read the lines of the rhythmically written erotica. It felt like every line I read was the outline of a picture in my head.
[A/N; I like men who read. I like men who write. I like men who could be poetic when they need to be]

Her brown pebbles hardened as Gabe, the blond firefighter, ran the length of his cock over her slick pussy. He watched her pussy get even wetter as his cock slid back and forth.
He didn't need to slide his fingers into her pussy to know just how wet she was.

Her cries were needy, begging to be filled with his cock and fucked mercilessly by both men.

Sana arched her back and
Lake ran his finger over the valley between her breasts,
goosebumps erupting like the start of fireworks on New Years.

Gabe watched with fascination and utter hunger as his best friend slid his cock into her warm mouth.
However, not before he ran the tip of his cock over her plump lips.
Gabe was struggling to hold on to every bit of self control he had.

"Tino!!!" I snapped my eyes away from the pages of the book I was met with Fiore's pout. Gianni was running his nose up and down her neck while he rubbed her belly slowly like a needy puppy.

"Si, Fiore?" I smiled at her, truly unable to control the smile. She patted the bed and I raised a brow, knowing there was no way I could say no even when I wanted to keep reading.

Il mio Fiore mattered much more

"Come to bed. Gianni said he misses you" she pouted and Gianni froze but said nothing and continued to inhale her scent, simultaneously rubbing her belly.

I slid an unlit cigarette in between the pages of the book I was reading to serve as a bookmark and let the pages close before I placed the book on the table.

I unbuttoned my pants and pulled it off. I had gotten rid of my shirt as soon as I stepped into the room before. I climbed into bed after putting my hair in a firm bun but I was sure Fiore would find a way to mess it up in the middle of the night.

I leaned against the headboard and I smiled softly as she placed her chin on my thigh, looking up at me.

The things I was feeling.

I had never felt them before. The feelings and flames she was invoking in my heart like the thieving sorceress she was.

It was one thing with Gianni. Love. Si, I loved Gianni but Fiore made it so much more beautiful in an intricate way.

Beautifully complex.

"Si Fiore?" I cooed and she shook her head before placing her head on my thigh. Gianni still spooned her and his plan still rubbed over her belly.

Silence filled the air even when fiore had fallen asleep. I continued to brush my fingers against the loose hairs behind her ear.

"You realize that taking her there isn't...it doesn't affect anything. Right?" Gianni growled out in annoyance and I chuckled sarcastically, turning to him.

Truly, I couldn't deny how handsome and absolutely sexy Gianni was. However, he managed to get on my fucking nerves.

"Are you saying this because you're trying to be stupid?" I raised a brow and he clenched his jaws.

"That fucking puttana could be there! We took th-that fucking puttana to all of your fucking restaurants; all of it! What if Wura finds out that you're taking her to where the woman you were 'head over heels' for loved to go, hmm?" I snapped, whispering so that Fiore didn't wake up.

"You're right." He hummed, looking away from me and I sighed, cupping his chin, feeling bad for snapping at him.

"Va tutto bene. Devi pensare anche a lei. Fiore" I whispered distractedly and he gulped, looking so defenseless and eager for a kiss.

Like a...tamed wild cat. Or worse.

I ran my tongue over the seams of his lips and with a sigh, his lips parted. He exhaled breathily against my lips, pulling away. His eyes moved over my body while his hands continued to rest on her stomach.

The silence stretched and he laid back in bed while I was left to wallow in my dirty thoughts. I shut my eyes.

I thrust my cock into Gianni's right ass, causing him to let out a grunt. However, I couldn't stop pounding into him, gripping his hips tighter as I hit his prostrate with every thrust -evident from his loud muffled moans.
His face was buried beep in her pussy, flicking his tongue back and forth over her sensitive clit while his hands gripped her deep thighs tight, definitely leaving some mark behind.

It had been too long.

I slid my hands around his waist and took his thick cock in my hand, stroking too slowly as I pounded hard into him.

"Dio! Ah...str-oh fuck."

"Fu-fuck yeah" Gianni cried out as I continued to run my thumb over the leaking slit of his hard cock that jerked with every violent thrust of my hip.

"You like that, don't you?" I picked up my pace, the sounds the sweet angel made as Gianni ate her out.

She cupped those delicious tits and arched her back. I couldn't wait to have my cock inside her pussy, cumming deep inside her.

The sounds of our grunts and her cries for more filled the air along with the sound of my hip smacking violently against Gianni's ass as I fucked him.

Beads of sweat formed on his back.

"Shit." I gripped his waist, feeling my toes curl-

"What the fuck are you thinking?" Gianni's voice so close to my ear made my eyes dart open and I noticed how quickly my heart was racing.

"My cock in your ass. Get back in bed. When she wakes up, she's gonna start searching for you." I grumbled, turning to Wura who was still sleeping.

I readjusted her so that she was sleeping comfortably on the bed. I stared at her and ran my fingers along the side of her face before climbing out. I walked past Gianni into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

Gianni followed behind me like a lost puppy and watched as I brushed my teeth.

He walked into the bathroom and stood next to me, staring at the mirror just like I did.

"You realize how weird you're acting right?"

"I love her" he blurted out and I raised a brow before chuckling. I turned to him, folding my arms against my chest. His cheeks had taken on that blush that he hated but I loved.

"She was made for us, Gianni. No one is taking her away" I reassured him, believing it myself.

I would raise hell if anyone tried to.

"I just...I don't want us to ruin her. You know. She has this innocence that I love. God, but the idea of fucking her with that innocence in her eyes." He shook his head but he smirked like another dirty thought popped in his head.

"Fucking the innocence out of her...fucking her till she lost her voice. Fucking her till she left half moons and bruises on my back" he exhaled and I gulped, my hard-on simply grew.

"You know what I'd like to see?" He raised a brow, taking a step closer to me and I inhaled, knowing he was playing something.

"I'd like to see your cock deep in her throat, fucking her throat hard with a string of your cum rolling down the side of her mouth..." he whispered and cupped my cock in his had, causing me to groan.

"While I fuck her. Sliding my cock in and out of that tight pussy of her-" I gripped his neck, my fingers pressed firmly against the side of his neck.

He was breathing heavily with a smirk on his face. My fingers tightened around his neck and I ran my nose along the side of his face.

"Kiss me" he whispered almost inaudibly. His hand slid into the band of my underwear and I froze as he stroke my cock.

"Please?" He begged and I chuckled. My gaze caught sight of a little something in a familiar little top and a pair of panties standing by the door.

"Wanna give our little angel a show?" I stared at her and nipped on Gianni's ear love.



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P/S; I noticed that whenever I write about a character, I always reference my current hairstyle. When writing Risha, I had permanent locs and now Ms. Durotimi -I basically almost have no hair. I began writing Wuraola when I still used to let my hair grow out.
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SERENDIPITY - BWWM

My feet covered in a pair of white sneakers bounced on the clearly expensive tiles nervously.

The entire place smelled and looked more expensive than me and that intimidated me. I wasn't one to be easily intimidated but whoever decorated this conference room needed a raise.

"Calm down, kid" Mellisa, my manager, patted my thigh -too close to my cock.

Melissa was one of the most beautiful women I had seen. Her slender frame and chin length blonde hair heightened her sex appeal and those lips could really do things.

She was a D-cup -I had my cock in between those tits one too many times to know. She didn't have much of an ass but who gave a fuck about ass when she sucked cock good?

"Not the time, Mel" I grunted out and pulled her hand off my thigh. I glanced around the company's conference room dominated by light colors but it still managed to look so intimidating.

Maybe it was the floor to ceiling walls that displayed the shorter skyscrapers.

"Miss Durotimi will be with you in a few minutes" a woman who I assumed to be miss Durotimi's assistant walked in and placed two bottles of water on the table along with a bowl of cookies. It smelled great but I didn't want to risk getting my clothes dirty.

Miss Durotimi's assistant was a beautiful Indian lady with her hair in a high ponytail. I had never seen Miss Durotimi before. Never.

I had only just posted a couple of photos on Instagram. I hoped I would catch the eye of Vogue or GQ but my shock couldn't be explained when Mel, who helped me with a couple of modeling gigs, called me and told me that the CEO of Alaafin wanted to talk to me! It was one of the biggest magazines and modeling companies in the world -it was no exaggeration! I heard the CEO even had her own skin care and make up line -Mel wouldn't shut up about it.

I inhaled and exhaled, shaking my head. I needed to take a deep breath.

Maybe I was more nervous because I had heard of how ruthless Miss Durotimi was? I was a fan of her magazine and ninety eight percent of the people lucky enough to be featured on that magazine were people of color.

The sound of heels clicking pulled me out of my reverie. I turned around, almost getting a whiplash but my jaw dropped.

She was a walking bite of heaven.

She was everything that the world needed.

Her face was covered in light make up and I watched her lips move as she spoke to her assistant.

I wasn't an ass man but her ass looked so fucking heavenly in those jeans. Her hips filled the jeans nicely and she donned a white and yellow cross checkered shirt that fell to her thighs, it was visibly two sizes too large but God! I had never seen someone so perfect.

Her hair was cut so low, I would almost see her scalp if her hair wasn't dyed a shade of platinum blonde.

A ring sat on her thumb and I noticed that she had sat down on the chair at the end of the table.

A whiff of her vanilla scented perfume drove me insane.

Wild.

Her skin. Dark like hot cocoa and her nose glowed like it had sprinkles of diamond.

"Luke and Melissa, thank you for coming" she called and I gulped. She was fucking sexy. Her voice was so calming and soft. Relaxing.

"The pleasure is ours, Miss Durotimi" Melissa smiled at her but I just couldn't look away. It was impossible.

She placed her entwined fingers on the table and looked away from Mel to me. My brain stopped and I blabbed like fish, saying nothing coherent.

"Right...I like to go straight to the point. I want to sign a contract with Luke. I saw a couple of photos and he definitely has potential. I'd like to..." she inhaled, eyeing me.

"I'd like to brighten that potential -put it to good use" she turned to Mel who was bouncing in her seat. I couldn't look away.

"Of course, Ma'am! We'd be honored! We could start right away" Mel clapped and Miss Durotimi eyed her.

"Reva, please get the contract I prepared. Three copies" she glanced at her assistant who nodded and walked out.