Chapter 3: Such a poor delusional girl

Brenda’s pov

“Such a poor delusional girl,” I scoffed.

An evil smirk made its way to my lips as soon as I closed the door to Nella’s room.

She must think I love her so much that I would actually care or feel any ounce of pity for her and the life her father chose for her.

I heard a gunshot; it must have been Vito’s business partners paying obeisance to him.

Most of the men were long gone by now. I found Lucas DeFalco. Don’s old partner. The man whose voice made me wet.

“Hi. Darling,” He winked at me, dragging me by my apron, into the laundry. Bolting the door as soon as we stepped in.

“Where have you been? I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” his husky voice made my body shudder in excitement.

Tall, lean, silver threading through his dark hair now, but still handsome in that dangerous, lived-in way. Lucas was the same man who used to sit at Vito’s table, laughing over cigars and grappa.

The same man who became Vito’s bitterest enemy the night his wife died in that “car accident” Vito swore he had nothing to do with.

Lucas exhaled smoke, eyes raking over me slowly and hungrily.

“Miss me? Because I missed every inch of you,” he drawled.

“Let me take care of you, sweetness,” Lucas murmured in my ear.

Fuck! This man knows how to use his words.

His left hand was on the wall, right above my shoulders, and as I parted my lips to say something I wasn’t sure of, his lips crashed possessively into mine.

They tasted like they’d been soiled in whiskey for days, but I didn’t mind.

I hesitated for a while before I retaliated. The kiss was rough but passionate, letting me taste every inch of his mouth.

I love what I was feeling. I arch my back slightly as I feel my clit tingle in excitement. My boobs brushed against his chest, and I felt his boner.

Damn! My body had missed all of these feelings; my nipples were hard and erect already, poking his chest.

We’d been doing this for years — stolen fucks in pantries, quickies in the guest wing when Vito was out of town.

He’d always wanted me, even back when I was just the pretty maid serving drinks at Vito’s parties.

I’d let him have me because he was useful. Because he hated Vito almost as much as I did. Because the sex was brutal and good.

“Lucas, not now. I whispered, breaking the kiss.

“I still need to set some things up—”

“Shh,” he placed his index finger right on my lips, “I’m not done with you, Señora.”

He placed both of my hands against each other and pinned them on the wall, locking my wrist with his left hand.

“Lucas,” I hitched.

“What?... You like it, don’t you?” He smiled faintly. “I’m going to make you feel so good, you look so palatable, and I’m sure you taste good too.” He whispered right into my ear.

His words were making me drip so badly. I had no panties on, and I could feel my wetness as I rubbed my thighs together.

Still in that position, he untied my apron from my neck, planting shallow kisses as he undid my side zip with his right hand while he kissed me again, licking and sucking every corner of my mouth, and before I knew it, my apron and my dress were lying pretty on the floor.

I knew what followed, and I stepped out of it slowly.

“How do you want it, doll? Slow and steady… or fast and furious?” he whispered darkly against my neck.

Silence.

“No, no, no, I want to hear your sweet voice replying to my questions,” he growled.

His free hand caressed my thighs as I parted them slightly, his fingers gained entrance to my clit, and he massaged it slowly in circles.

“Oww.” A soft moan escaped my lips.

Lucas stopped suddenly. I glared at him inquisitively.

Ignoring my stare, he unhooked my strapless bra, and my boobs wobbled freely.

He wrapped his large hands around my breast, squeezing it slightly, his warm hand soothing my skin.

“Does Vito make you feel this way?” he teased.

“No..” I shuddered.

“Louder!!” He groaned, spanking my ass.

“No… Lucas…Never..” I whimpered.

“Good.”

I stared wide open as Lucas got on his knees, right in front of me. Releasing my hands now.

Startled and confused, I thought I was supposed to be in that position. I looked at him, and he grinned.

“Don’t be a scaredy cat, Señora. Just relax.”

I took a deep breath, spreading my legs widely, and I rested my back properly on the wall.

“Ah!” I gasped, covering my mouth lest some guests should hear.

Lucas placed my legs on his shoulders, making me slip slowly from the wall. I’ve never been in this type of position before. How did he even think of this?

His strong hands leaned on the wall while my soft ass rested on them. I adjusted my back against the wall, and surprisingly, I felt quite comfortable. My pussy was staring hard at him as I felt his hot breath against my clit.

I knew too well that I was completely powerless. This man right here controls strong men in his territory. Now, he controls me too.

“Oh fuck!” Another moan escaped my lips as I felt his tongue swirl against my clit. He played around my outer lips, sucking and nibbling on them like he was expecting something to come out of them.

My breath hitched.

I locked my fingers in his hair, and he looked up to me and grinned.

“Please..Lucas,” I whimpered as my pussy clenched around nothing.

I wanted more. I wanted to feel his huge dick in my pussy.

Then he finally pushed his tongue deep in my cunt, his tongue lapping at my dripping slit from bottom to top, and I arch my back slightly in ecstasy.

“Hmmm, that’s my girl. I can see how bad you want me.” He groaned.

Meanwhile, I had dripped all over his face, but he didn’t stop. His face gleamed with my cum, and he tried to lick every drop of it.

He kept going deeper and deeper, swirling his tongue inside my cunt as his hot breath added to the pleasure building up in me. My hips began to move uncontrollably while my ass bounced on his arms as he tongue fucked me.