Page 114 of Cursed Confessions

Angelo spreads my legs gently, positioning himself between them. He leans down, pressing a kiss to my inner thigh, then the other, his eyes dark with desire. “I want to love every part of you,” he says softly, his breath warm against my skin. “I want you to feel how much you mean to me.”

His words send a shiver of pleasure through me, and I can only nod, lost in the sensation of his mouth on me. He presses a kiss to my center, his tongue parting my folds, and I cry out, my hands gripping the sheets as pleasure shoots through me. He takes his time, exploring every inch of me with his tongue, his fingers teasing, coaxing me higher and higher.

“Angelo,” I moan, my hips moving against his mouth, my body straining toward release.

He looks up at me, his eyes dark with desire, and the sight of him between my legs, his lips glistening with my arousal, pushes me over the edge. I come with a cry, my body shaking, and he doesn’t stop, drawing out my pleasure, making me see stars.

When I finally come down, my breathing ragged, he moves up my body, kissing me deeply, letting me taste myself on his lips. He positions himself at my entrance, his eyes searching mine. “Are you ready, my love?” he asks, his voice gentle.

“Yes,” I whisper, wrapping my legs around him, pulling him closer. “I want you, Angelo. I want all of you.”

He pushes into me slowly, filling me completely, and I gasp at the feeling of him inside me. He sets a slow, steady rhythm,his eyes locked on mine, and with each thrust, I feel the love he has for me, the bond that ties us together. It’s slow and tender, each movement a declaration of the love we share, a promise of the future we’ll build together.

We move together, our bodies in perfect sync, and as we reach the peak together, I know that this is where I belong. In his arms, in this moment, everything else fades away. There’s only Angelo and the love we have for each other, a love that’s strong enough to withstand anything.

As we come down from the high, Angelo pulls me close, wrapping his arms around me, holding me tightly against his chest. I rest my head on his shoulder, feeling his heartbeat against my cheek, and I know that this is what true happiness feels like.

We’re quiet for a while, basking in each other’s presence. Then Angelo speaks, his voice soft but serious.

“There’s something you should know, Fee. There are rumors that a Don from Chicago is looking to move in on the old Timpone territory.”

I tense slightly. “What does that mean for us?”

Angelo’s arms tighten around me. “It means I might have a fight on my hands. But don’t worry—I won’t let anyone threaten what we’ve built.”

I nod, understanding the unspoken promise in his words. “We’ve faced worse and come out stronger.”

“That we have,” he agrees. “And whatever comes next, we’ll face it together. But for now…” He tilts my chin up, meeting my eyes with a smile. “For now, I’m just happy to be here with my wife and our beautiful family.”

As we kiss, I push thoughts of potential threats aside. We’ve earned this happiness, this peace. And no matter what the future holds, I know we’ll weather it together—as a family.