Page 26 of Unwritten Vows

Liza

“Stop, stop, stop!” I say, pushing Derrick’s skilled fingers off of me as he pulls my pants down in the car. I’ve never had sex in a car and although I’ve been told that the chauffeurs are sworn to secrecy under penalty of death, I don’t want them to have front row seats to that.

“Shhh. Shut that sweet mouth, little Liza, or I’ll do it for you.” I wish I didn’t love the way he says that . I wish I could smack him and tell him to stop touching me. But instead, I giggle.

“You’re going to get us in trouble!”

“Too late for that. We’re in trouble,” he says, before yanking my legs open and scraping his teeth against my underwear.

I want to tell him to stop, I really do. I want to tell him I hate it. I want to tell him there’s no way someone won’t find out, and I’ll be dead from embarrassment. But I say nothing of the sort, instead electing to cry out when he sucks the already wet spot, drenching me further.

“I can taste you through this stupid piece of cloth. I bet I can get you off just from this,” he says.

I don’t have any more words, and I’m no longer pushing him away. I’m pulling his hair, but more to bring him closer and certainly not to get him off of me.

I come a moment later, just from the environment, the thrill of it all, and his low voice telling me, “Come for me, sweet girl.”

He climbs on top of me as I pant and tries to kiss me. I push him away, and his eyes widen at the move.

“You just had your tongue inside of me—I don’t want—”

I have no chance to say more, because grabs my arms, pins them at my sides, and holds me steady while he sticks his tongue as far into my mouth as he can.

I try to speak around it, but it’s impossible.

And I love this. I love that he’s holding me like this, pushing me down, making sure I can’t tell him to stop doing things that I think I shouldn’t want, but clearly want all the same.

At some point, while he was busy eating me out, he ripped his pants off and left them on the floor of the spacious backseat, which I only find out once he spears his hard cock straight into me.

I forget where I am completely and scream, taken very much by surprise, and feeling the sharp pain of having every bit of his manhood in that sensitive area.

He has been punishing me for days since I gave him my virginity.

Not only can I handle it, but my body seems to crave it.

He knows it, I’m sure. It’s like he can sense it every time he does this.

“Come again for me, Liza. Come on my cock. Scream my name while you clench around me. No one else will ever make me as hard as I get for you.”

His words light a fire inside of me that refuses to dim. “How do you—how do you do this to me?” I ask, meeting his thrust as he sits me on top of him without disconnecting from me somehow.

“Because I’ve done my homework. I know what you really want. And you want all of this. Everything I have. All my crazy fucking ideas. I’m going to channel them right into you.”

“I just don’t understand,” I groan. “How does it feel this good?” I shut my eyes and rear back, then slam into him as he slams right back. I feel the orgasm building and building, feel that tension rising low in my belly, and I know I’m about to come.

“Because I’m the one, Liza. You chose me. You’re mine now.”

With that, he takes my nipple into his mouth and I explode into him with every bit of my body—loudly and without reservation.

*****

I spend the rest of the day lazing around, and I’m in a bathrobe by dinner time. Daddy likes everyone to dress up for dinner each night, but I’m just not in the mood.

“Are you sick?” he asks as I sit down as gracefully as I can at the table in my pajamas.

I just shake my head and stick my chin in my hand.

“What is wrong with you, Solnyshko ? I am bad at guessing.”

I look up at him. I honestly don’t know how to answer that question, because I’m not sure, either. “I guess maybe it has something to do with last night. And… the night before.”

As soon as the server leaves, Daddy takes stock of me like he always does. “I think it is more than that.”

I raise my eyes to his. “I think so, too. I just don’t know what it is.”

“I might know now. I’m right that you’re sick. Love sick.” There’s a twinkle in his eye when he says it.

I go red as a tomato and duck my head. “Daddy!”

He simply chuckles and takes a bite of his food.

After he’s done patting himself on the back for his little joke, he gets serious.

“I thought you would have a hard time with all of this. It’s why I have been trying to keep you out of the spotlight and let Derrick take you out under the radar.

I can’t keep you a secret forever, but perhaps it’s all been a bit too much too quick. ”

My food has no taste and my stomach is doing somersaults.

I think Daddy is right. I’m giddy at the thought of Derrick, and sick at the thought of what happened.

It’s making my stomach churn in two ways.

“Maybe. I’ve never… I guess I’ve never actually seen a gunshot before last night.

And Derrick… killed someone.” I whisper the last few words, then immediately realize that Daddy has also killed many people, and I’ve never cared about that.

They’ve always been hypotheticals; something I knew happened but not how or when. “Right in front of me,” I add quickly.

I know Daddy is looking at me like he always does when I divulge secret worries to him, but I don’t look up into his eyes. I have more to say. “It’s hard for me that it started happening when I began seeing him.”

Daddy sighs. “It is bound to happen, not just because of who Derrick is, but because of who I am. I’m at a bit of an impasse with another mafia leader, Edoardo Panicucci.

I believe he’s finally figured out that blowing up the occasional shipment or killing the occasional man on the street is not going to make me cave to him.

He’s been trying to negotiate better terms for himself for years. ”

He looks at me fondly, with a bit of a sad smile on his face.

“There is a reason I’ve kept you quiet, Solnyshko.

Many mafia families these days treat each other as business transactions.

That is what I have been trying to show to the outside world.

I think Edoardo has finally realized that you are my biggest treasure.

He hasn’t hurt you for a reason. He has threatened you to show me what I could lose.

I have retaliated harshly and killed many men, some while they were sitting in their very own houses sipping coffee with their significant others.

It had to be done, because they put you in danger.

But often, violence simply begets more violence, and now there is a war on the horizon to look forward to. I believe it is emboldening him.”

I’m speechless. My father has never told me anything about the business before. Then again, I never wanted to know before now. It never touched me before now.

“Edoardo’s father and I had a shaky truce for decades. His father died a year or two ago, and Edoardo has been trying to win what his father wanted from me since then.”

He shifts in his seat, and then speaks again.

“I have always kept you safer than all my possessions, but Derrick is a very public figure. Rumor has spread about you two. I can only imagine that Edoardo’s sights have finally been set on you, to see if you could be my undoing.

But while I believe Derrick may be what spurred this shift on, I don’t blame it on him.

All this does is show me that he is willing to protect what is his, just as I am. ”

I go red again. I don’t want to be anyone’s possession, but when Daddy says it, I know he doesn’t see me as some pretty accessory. He calls me his because he wants me to be with him always. We are a huge part of each other’s lives.

My gut clenches as I realize I want that from Derrick, as well.