Mafia Desire (Erotica)

He moved around to the front with a slight smile on his lips and pulled the zipper up, watching how the jacket lifted and squeezed her tits together gently. The leather was good quality and would protect her tender skin should there be an accident but it was supple enough to form around her curves without uncomfortable pinching.

With only the zipper closed, the jacket was still fairly loose around her stomach so he moved his hands around her to the clever buckle system arranged on the back. He tightened them two at a time, left and right side together, working his hands upwards from the bottom buckles to mid-back. Each brief tug caused Fiona to gasp quietly as she kept her eyes on his. She wasn’t reacting in discomfort but in anticipation of the next tug. The jacket was forming to her body without restricting her movement or breathing, like a leather caress. The snug lower half acted as a base for the upper half to support the weight of her tits, relieving some of the load from her shoulders and back. It also had the delightful effect of putting her eye-catching cleavage on display, when the zipper wasn’t all the way to the top.

Fiona was biting her lip as her pussy tingled madly. Kyle was looking at her so hungrily she was almost oblivious to the presence of the salesman.

“This jacket fits very well. I think you look stunning in it! Take a look in the mirror,” Kyle suggested, stepping back.

She almost moaned aloud when he took his hands from her hips but she caught herself. Cheeks glowing a hot pink, she turned as directed and faced the large mirror. She gasped in surprise as she looked so fucking sexy in the jacket. She wanted it. She turned halfway to admire the… wicked buckles on the back. Fuck, she felt so naughty! She knew it wasn’t bondage wear as it didn’t have any rings for restraints bolted on it nor did it restrict her movement. But it suggested… possibilities.

“Are there matching pants?” she whispered.

“She’ll need riding chaps and gloves as well,” Kyle directed to the salesman who was smiling gently as he turned to retrieve the other items.

“Chaps?” she asked, nervously.

“If you get leather pants you’d have to keep wearing them when you reach your destination. Chaps go over your pants to protect you but you can take them off and be comfortable after the ride. Not that I don’t think you’d look sexy as hell in leather pants but they don’t breathe well and can be a little uncomfortable in this heat,” he explained.

She smiled self-consciously and he caught her embarrassed expression.

“What?” he asked.

“I thought you wanted me to wear the chaps with nothing underneath,” she whispered to him.

Inside he was grinning like a fool but he kept that from his face. Instead, he considered her words thoughtfully. “Not while we’re riding. In the bedroom, yes.”

When her eyes widened in shock, he couldn’t keep the grin from slipping out and she saw it.

“You little devil! Making me all nervous!” she blustered but she couldn’t keep her own smile hidden. He pulled her into a hug and she only pretended to resist.

The salesman returned with a selection of chaps and Fiona immediately pointed to the ones with buckles that matched her jacket. He also had an assortment of gloves and she took a little longer to find a pair that she liked.

Fiona paid for their items, thanked the salesman and headed outside to the car. “While I recommend it for the protection it gives, you don’t need to wear the leather if we’re just riding around in town. The helmet is a must,” he stated firmly and she nodded to him.

Once they were seated he turned to smile at her. “Where to now?”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Lunch!” she exclaimed with a smile that made him suspect it was going to be more than a street dog from a cart.

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An hour later Kyle had come to the conclusion that there was no such thing as a casual lunch in Fiona’s world.

They were seated at a lovely table outside watching the rich and famous carrying their shopping bags from the shops of Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills. The restaurant’s host was extra attentive to Fiona and she’d even had a visit from the manager. Then there were the other patrons of the restaurant who dropped by to say hello. Much double cheek, air kissing was happening and Fiona was drinking it up.

Kyle learned her parent’s hotel in Beverly Hills was very well respected and gave her serious clout with this crowd. Everyone was especially pleased to hear she was once again single, some even went so far as to hint they might call on her, only after Kyle was introduced as her new ‘friend’, of course.

He began to find himself the target of their scrutiny as he was seen as potential competition for their ambitions. If he read their expressions correctly most found him lacking. He was sure these suiters would be far more aggressive in pursuing her than him but none came across as genuinely interested in her.

When they were finally alone he leaned forward and caught her eye across the table. “You have some potential dates on the horizon.”

She made a brief sour face as she shook her head. “No one worthy in that bunch,” she sighed then looked at him more closely. “But you knew that didn’t you.”

He gave her a gentle smile and shrugged. “Not for me to say. You’re able to make your own decisions. I have my opinions but you never asked me for them so I’ll keep them to myself.”

She nodded as she struggled to contain her pleased smile. “If I asked for your opinion of them?”

“I’d offer it.”

She let the happiness show. “Tell me.”

“This is just my personal read but not one of them appeared to genuinely care about you. There was an almost predatory ambition in each of them.” He paused to see if she was offended but it looked like she wasn’t hearing anything she didn’t already know. He relaxed. “You can do better.”

She raised her glass and he touched his to it. “Agreed,” was all she said.

They enjoyed the rest of the lunch and Kyle spotted a few more celebrities passing by.

“You don’t seem that impressed. I thought you would get more excitement out of this lunch,” Fiona said with a little pout.

He looked at her in surprise. “Oh! I’m sorry! Should I be more effusive with my delight at seeing my favorite actors?”

She giggled at his serious expression. “You really aren’t star struck at all, are you!”

“Hey, I’m enjoying this! I do appreciate seeing them. It’s a little surreal actually,” he said with a grin then shook his head. “Here… they’re just here to shop like everyone else. Why would I interrupt that just to tell them I enjoyed their performance in the last movie I saw them in? I’m sure they get that from so many others. Maybe they’d just like to do their shopping in peace. If I saw them on the red carpet I might wave to them and ask for a picture. I think they kind of expect it at those venues.”

She watched him with a smile on her face then just shrugged as she had to accept he was who he was.

They finished their meal then wandered arm in arm down Rodeo Drive amongst the people Kyle admired in silence.