Page 34 of A Vendetta That Ruins

When we’re finished with dinner I stand and begin to clear the table. Vincenzo’s ma looks at me and then Vincenzo with curiosity. “Where are the house staff?”

He shakes his head. “Anna wanted some time to get used to the penthouse without them and to make some meals of her own in the kitchen. We should have brought them back already but she’s been dragging her feet for some reason.”

Lanah pushes back her seat and takes the empty bread basket and an empty platter, following me to the kitchen. “What’s up with the staff? Are you worried they can’t be trusted,” she asks as I begin loading the dishwasher.

“No, not at all. I trust all security measures are in place. It’s just, I wanted to do something special for Vincenzo and it’s not like I can do many other things while we’re here in the condo.”

Her eyebrows raise. “Aside from that. Get your little mind out of the gutter.”

She grins. “Well, far be it from me to butt my nose in but you can still cook and do all things you want to and keep them on too? They’ve been with Vincenzo for years. I’m sure they’re going stir crazy. He sent them to one of our villas in Italy for an extended vacation but I’m sure they’re wondering what the hell is going on.”

I remember back to our own staff growing up and they were like family too. “Alright, I’ll tell him they can come back from exile. Although a trip to a villa in Italy doesn’t sound so bad at all.”

Lanah laughs. “We’ll all go when things settle down. It’s beautiful, and you will love the vineyards, the coast, the sea. And most of all the company.”

I grind coffee beans in the new coffee machine Nicolo purchased for us as a wedding gift, and after hitting a few wrong buttons the strong aroma of his favorite brew begins to permeate the house. “Finally figured that thing out. It seriously has more bells and whistles than anything around.”

Lanah looks up from slicing the Tiramisu while I bring small plates down from the cupboard. She puts a generous slice on each of the plates, and we place them on a big silver platter I find in the pantry. Lanah takes a big bite from the piece she holds and then flips the end around for me to do the same. “Sinfully delicious,” she says.

I couldn’t agree more. “This may be the best tiramisu I’ve ever had in my life.” She takes the platter out to the table while I fill a carafe with the strong black coffee and follow her back to the dining room just as the vibrator in my rear lets me know that Vincenzo has more than the Tiramisu for dessert on his mind.

33

Vincenzo

My princessa is flushed by the time we say goodbye to the family, and I’m eager to see just how wet her pussy is. I take her hand and walk her to our bedroom, eager to be inside of her. I’ve barely closed the door when she wraps her delicate hands into my hair and draws me down for a kiss. I grasp the back of her neck with one hand, holding her in place unable to get enough of her sweetness, while my other hand explores.

Her sundress is easy to remove, unzipping it and pushing her straps to the side allows it to fall into a puddle on the floor. She stands before me in her sexy little heels and long flowing hair. I caress her nipples, holding her breasts in my hands while kissing the tips and then giving them a nip.

Anna’s eyes close with desire, but she’s already unbuttoning my shirt. She shrugs my tie loose and tosses it to the floor with her dress and buries her face and lips in my chest as she pushes my shirt from my shoulders.

I let her linger, tracing my chest with her fingers, while I take possession of the remote that’s going to keep her fully on edge for the rest of the night before unbuckling my belt and unzipping my pants as her soft gentle hands reach for my cock.

I’ve been hard for my princessa all night but the minute her warm hand touches the skin of my cock it throbs hard with the need to be buried deep inside of my love. I shrug my pants off and to the floor, stepping out of them as I grasp her hips and carry her to our bed. She straddles my lap as I take a seat. She likes this position, but she’s going to learn to love it even more tonight. She wraps her ankles behind me as I kiss her sensitive neck, making her purr just the way I like. “Hands.”

Anna is eager and puts both hands in the air, knowing exactly what I intend to do. The restraints are soft as they close around her, holding her captive right where I want her. I hit the remote and her eyes roll back and close giving me even greater access to that lovely neck. I kiss her softly than suckle her skin, leaving my mark on her flesh as I work down her collarbone and to her breasts.

She squirms on my lap as I rub my hardness against her mound and lift her slightly to seat her on my cock. She is so responsive, and she rides my cock as though we’ve been together for a lifetime, already intimately aware of every moment that takes me to the edge. I change the setting on the vibrator and her eyes go wide. “Now it’s going to feel like you’re getting fucked in both or your holes.”

I drive deep, lifting her and bringing her back down while the feel of that vibrator inside of her takes both of us very close to the edge. I hit the button, bringing the intensity down wanting to bring her back up and to that edge just one more time. This time I do it slowly but she’s so ready, she’s dripping all over my lap and when we get there this time and I tell her to come, we both succumb to the waves of release that work to put these fires out.

I kiss her breasts and cup them in my hands. “Your breasts are getting fuller, princessa.” They feel good in my hands.

She smiles up at me as I unclasp her from the restraints. Her head tilts with a guilty little smile that I adore. “I’ve been cooking so much lately. Maybe a little too much sampling going on.”

I nuzzle her neck. It’s good to see Anna indulging, loving life again because after what she went through it would be understandable if she didn’t make that journey without a lot of pain. Still, she could stand to gain a little weight and I’m happy she’s eating a little more these days.

She gives me a kiss and slips off my lap, but I catch her hand before she can run off to the bathroom. “Turn around and bend over.”

Her face turns into an adorable mass of blush. “Vincenzo.”

It’s hard not to tease my princessa. “All shy now that you’re no longer all hot and bothered?”

“Maybe,” she says, looking at me below those lush brown eyelashes.

“Do as I asked, turn and bend over so I can take your plug out. Otherwise, I’ll have you wear it all night.”

Her eyes widen and she starts to say something, probably that would get her into trouble because she’s quick to turn and upend her ass.