Page 176 of Vows of a Mobster

“I need to be inside you.”

“Yes!” We fumbled, discarding our clothes. Like two teenagers rushing to have sex, scared their parents would catch them. Both of us naked, I pushed her thighs apart and watched with amazement the evidence of her arousal trickling down her inner thigh.

“So fucking beautiful,” I murmured.

“I’m yours.” And she meant it. Her hips lifted off the bed, as if she was offering herself to me.

“And I’m yours, amore.” I have always been hers. She has been the one I unknowingly searched for all my life. I positioned myself at her dripping, hot entrance and rammed home.

“Fuck, yes.” I shouted and pulled back, only to push forwards again. “You were made for me.” Another thrust. Her fingers clawed my back, holding on for the ride, moaning my name.

I ground against her clit, throbbing with the need to release. She was so close and so was I.

“Mateo!” She screamed my name, her pussy clenching tightly around my cock.

“Who is fucking you, amore?” I growled, pounding hard into her. “Who, wife?”

“Oh my God!” Her moans were loud, she held nothing back. “You are fucking me,” she panted, her legs wrapping around my waist to allow me deeper thrust. “Mateo.”

“That’s right.” I kept thrusting in and out of her mercilessly, taking all of her. “You are mine.”

I roared at the same time she screamed my name, the most beautiful euphoric expression on her face. Her body shuddered in release, her pussy milking my cock. I plowed hard through her clenching muscles and shuddered along with her, spilling into her quivering pussy.

Both of us were breathing heavily as I rolled us over and put her back on top of me, my cock still buried deep inside my wife.

“Fuck, was I too rough?” My voice was hoarse.

“No.” She wiggled her butt, clenching around my cock. “That was awesome.”

I slapped her ass. “Careful wife. Or I might do this all night.”

“Oh, threatening me with the good time, huh?” she mused mischievously, but I couldn’t ignore the dark circles under her eyes.

“You need to rest,” I kissed her forehead, pulling out of her. “For you and the baby.”

Her hand fluttered to her belly, wedged between our two sweaty bodies. “It still seems unreal that I’m pregnant.”

“You make me so happy.” I had never been an emotional man but with her… fuck. Words that were never part of my vocabulary found their way out when I spoke to her. “Did you tell the girls?”

She scoffed. “No, I want to wait. I can keep a secret, you know.”

I chuckled. “Oh, I know you can. I know how close you are with them. Honestly, I can’t wait to tell everyone.”

She picked up her head and tilted it to the side, thinking. “I’ll make a doctor’s appointment. Once she sees me and says we are good to go, we can announce it to the world.”

“I can’t wait.” I told her. “Is that the reason you told my aunt we’d have kidspronto?”

I felt her laughter on my chest. “I wondered if you’d connect it. It was partly the reason. But mainly because I really thought that would keep her busy for a while.”

“You want to go with me to my OB/GYN? They might listen to the baby’s heartbeat.” She slightly tensed asking the question. She wouldn’t be alone through anything.

I hugged her tighter. “Absolutely. I want to be there with you through it all.”

“Thank you.” She took a deep sigh. “I know it’s stupid but I keep thinking it would feel like last time. I don’t want to do it alone. Mar and Daphne were great but-”

“We are doing this together.” I picked her head up off my chest and found her eyes shimmering. “I promise you won’t be doing any of it alone.”

She gave me a shaky smile. “My hormones will kick in, making me crazy happy or crazy sad. Just remember that I love you and nothing else matters.”