Page 48 of Forgive Me, Father

“It’s not.Believe me, hearing the White Rabbit will be somewhere doesn’t cause warm and fuzzy feelings, Alfonso.Your reputation is like a dark cloud.”

“I like to get things done.”

“You are also the only one with that number underneath your eye.”I rubbed my index finger lightly across his tattoo.

“I got it when I turned twenty-one.As all the Don sons should’ve.I guess a lot of things are changing.”

“You don’t like change, do you?”

“I don’t like it when it’s changes to a system that worked perfectly for generations.”

I got what he was saying.I also realized the amount of pressure that was bestowed on him simply for being the eldest son of the highchair Don.

Twenty-one with hundred people killed.He couldn’t be more than thirty and I didn’t want to know what his number was on now.

“So, you and your mother don’t get along?”he asked.

I took a bite of the muffin, its sweetness mingling with the rich taste of my coffee, before answering.“I won’t say that.She is very pleasant when you do things her way.She is a lot like you.Love the traditions, follow them to the ‘T’.”

“You don’t,” he said flatly.It wasn’t a question, but I could hear the curiosity in his voice, the way he was beginning to peel back the layers of who I was.

“I don’t like being treated as if I don’t matter,” I answered honestly, and Alfonso stared a bit before he nodded.

“You fight for it.It’s what I like about you the most, Camilla.”

“What?Me retaliating?I doubt that, Alfonso.”

A hint of a smile tugged at his lips as he leaned in closer, his face just inches from mine.

“I don’t like fighting with you,” he murmured, his voice low and unguarded.“It’s exhausting.”

I pressed my lips tighter against each other.Trying not to laugh.

My plate was almost finished, and I sipped my coffee as Alfonso got up and took the tray off the bed.

A part of me wanted to know what was on today’s agenda, but another part just wanted to lie in bed all day.

I didn’t like fighting with him either.He moved toward me, his steps deliberate, then extended his hand for my cup.I passed it to him, watching as he walked over to set it down on the table beside the bed.

His long fingers, covered in Roman numerals unhooked the tie in his robe.My throat instantly dried as my pussy clenched and the wetness soaked my sex.

I couldn’t stop watching his movements and then when the knot was undone, he just let the robe fall open.Would it always be like this?Would he always affect me so much?

His thick, veiny erection was inches from my face and a part of me wanted to taste him.But I had no idea how to do this.My gaze flicked up to him and he held my stare.He really was a beautiful specimen.Dangerous but beautiful.

“What do you want to do?”Alfonso asked.

I didn’t reply, I just licked the tip of his shaft, while keeping his gaze.A soft smile tugged his lips as I placed my mouth over his cock’s head.He tasted salty and was the first guy I ever had in my mouth.I had no idea whether I was doing it right, but the way Alfonso’s teeth dented into his lower lip, and his fingers raked my hair, curling around my head, I knew that I couldn’t be that bad.

He pulled his fingers against the back of my head, pulling my hair tighter.Then he started to push his cock deeper into my mouth.The tip of his dick assaulted the back of my throat.The motion made me gag.

I worked my tongue, trying to open my throat more for his length, as he slammed deeper into my mouth.

Tears blurred my sight as there was no sign of Alfonso easing up on his thrusts.I struggled to breathe, the weight of him pressing against my throat, but even through the tension, I knew I wanted to please my husband.Not just because it was written in our contract, not just because we had agreed to honor it going forward, but because, deep down, Iwantedto.

The tears rolled down from the corner of my eyes as his dick kept hitting the back of my throat.I silently hoped for a moment of reprieve, a chance to catch my breath, but no such luck came.

Alfonso tensed with a growl before flooding my mouth with his sperm.I swallowed quickly, so I could catch a breath.