Mafia Desire (Erotica)

“FFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!!!” she screamed as her orgasm struck. Kyle fastened his mouth on her gushing pussy, keeping her pleasure peaking until she pushed his head away. He leaned back and gently lowered her legs to rest on his shoulders to keep her from being pulled from the sofa.

Gloria was floating in the waves of bliss originating from the buzzing nerves between her legs. That had been so heavenly but she was suddenly exhausted and wanted nothing more than to close her eyes and drift off.

Kyle moved her legs to the floor and pulled her up from the cushions. Pleasure shot outwards through her body from her pussy and she gasped.

“Before you fall asleep you have to lock the door behind me. I need to go back to Fiona’s,” he said gently.

She nodded sleepily and he helped her stand. She held his arm as they went back to the door. He picked up his shoes and newspaper and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. She smiled then he was out the door. She locked up then made it as far as the couch and dropped onto its surface. Tingles rushed up and down her body.

She grinned to herself. Now she was experienced and she liked it!

Kyle used the key he’d found on a hook inside on his way out to unlock the door and let himself back in. He listened but heard nothing. He dropped his newspaper on the kitchen table and went back to the master bedroom. Fiona was still asleep. He gathered his kit and some clothes and quietly went into the bathroom. He closed the door, brushed his teeth then took a shower in her massive shower space. He didn’t know what else to call it. It was just too big to call a shower stall. A horse stall for a Clydesdale maybe. He cleaned himself and was soaking under the hot water when he felt Fiona press her big tits against his back.

“Good morning!” he said.

“Mmmm,” she grunted.

“If you’re still sleepy, why don’t you go back to bed!” he said gently.

“No, I’ve had enough sleep. I’d like coffee and breakfast,” she murmured.

He grinned over his shoulder at her. “And am I supposed to make this for you?”

She squeezed him tighter. “It’s comfort food, isn’t it? You said you could make that, didn’t you?”

“So I did,” he sighed. “I’ll get started on that while you finish your shower.”

She released him so he turned and gave her a sweet kiss. She purred happily as he pulled back and stepped out. He dried and got dressed before heading to the kitchen to see what she had.

When Fiona made her way into the kitchen she smiled at the scent of bacon, eggs, toast, and coffee. She saw Kyle was only eating a few strips of bacon.

“You’re not eating?” she asked in surprise.

He smiled at her. “Actually, after my jog this morning I bumped into Gloria. She offered me coffee and a… muffin.”

Fiona caught his eyes and saw his amusement. “A muffin, you say?”

“Yes, she was really hoping I’d… eat it.” He held her eyes and watched the realization dawn in them. Her mouth dropped open.

“That slut!” Fiona gasped looking in the direction of Gloria’s place as Kyle’s smile dimmed.

“Should I have said no?” he asked.

Fiona turned back to face his concerned expression and realized she was acting possessively. They’d both been clear they didn’t want a formal and exclusive relationship so she had no reason to be acting like this. She took a deep breath. “No, it’s fine. It’s just how quickly she acted that surprised me!”

Kyle grinned. “Apparently you left the window open last night and she listened in. You weren’t exactly quiet.”

Fiona sat back in her chair. “Ah… right.” Her smile began to return to the corners of her lips.

“Eat your breakfast before it gets cold.”

“Yes sir!” she quipped.

He gave her a false stern look then opened the business section of the paper to catch up. He circled a few stories then went through the financial section to review stock prices and trends. There was a company he was watching. He saw potential. He’d keep an eye on it so he added an event to his calendar on his phone.

“What’s so interesting?” Fiona asked.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Hmmm?” he said looking over at her.

“You were concentrating so hard. I asked what’s so interesting,” she said with a smile.

He smiled self consciously. “Sorry, I was just making a note to follow up in a couple of days to see how a company is positioning its public offering.” He scanned his eyes over the article he’d circled in the paper. “It looks… promising,” he replied, distracted once more as he ran scenarios through his mind.

She sat up a little and peered at the newspaper. “Is it something I should be interested in too?”

“Hmmm? Oh! Uh, I don’t know yet. It might be. It’s showing signs of being… interesting. I may invest. A little.”

“What’s a ‘little’?”

“Twenty-five…” he said softly as he made another note.

“Hundred?” she asked, her interest beginning to grow.

His attention returned to the woman before him “Hun- no, twenty-five thousand. I’d sell some stock I own that’s reached it’s peak and use the money to purchase shares in this company.”

She grinned as she was seeing him as he was at work. “This was what you did in your job?”

He shrugged with a modest smile. “I’m doing better personally than I did for the client portfolios I managed at work because I’m not constrained by our corporate mandates and policies. It’s my money so I can be more creative and aggressive.”

“You’re a risk taker?” she asked, curious.

“No. I’m actually fairly careful but when I see potential for growth, I’m willing to follow my gut,” he said with conviction.

“Well let me know if you decide the time is right. I’ll buy some too,” she said with an excited grin.

He looked at her in surprise. “Don’t you want to learn something about the investment before you put your money into it?”

She held his eye. “Did you research it?” He nodded. “Are you going to put your own money into it?” Another nod. “That’s good enough for me. I’m not putting all my eggs into this basket. I’ll just invest the same amount you put in.”

“I’d be happy to explain-”

She held up her hands to block him. “No! I’ve said my piece. I’m going to get dressed as we have to shop for a helmet.”