Wife of a Mob Boss Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

Wife of a Mob Boss Ch. 03

... Marlene panted and bit down on my ear before sucking on my earlobe. “I want you to know that I’ll forever be your dirty fucking slut…”

There was a smile in her whisper of a voice as she spoke. Her grip was firm but loose around my shaft as she milked me. Pre-cum spilled down my shaft and onto her hand as she massaged the mess over my shaft.

“That wherever we go, wherever we are, you can have this pussy,” Marlene purred into my ear and then released a tempered whimper. “This wet pussy is yours. Yours to finger, yours to eat, yours to fuck, ahmmm…”

I was close to cumming, and Marlene knew it. Flicking her still-wet hair out of her face, she lowered her lips to the bulbous head of my cock and began to passionately tongue and devour it with her lips wrapped around the head. When my body flexed, and I came, I barely felt the tinge in my wounded shoulder as the orgasm was so powerful. My balls flexed up into my body as Marlene drained every drop of cum into her mouth before letting my cock go.

We fell asleep for our few-hour nap in that position. I passed out on my back, and she, with her cheek resting on my belly.Chapter FourSetting foot on the cruise line felt alien. Like they were walking on a different planet from where they were the night before. They departed from the same port I had killed so many men the night prior, but it was a different terminal. The documents Lorenzo had prepared for them worked flawlessly. No one gave the pair a second look, apart from ...

... the bruises I wore.

We were still exhausted from our midnight swim we endured in this very same water, so we didn’t linger to wave at the United States as we pulled away. Everyone else who did would see the country again in seven days, but us? We were never coming back.

In the presidential suite, the two of us fell asleep naked in each other’s arms. The balcony door so the warm breeze could lull us as we traveled towards our new life. That afternoon, I awoke to Marlene’s naked body sitting over top of me. She slowly pulled at my bandages over my shoulder that were red with crusted blood.

“We need to change your bandages,” she said.

“How do you feel?”

“Fine,” Marlene said quickly as she grabbed new bandaging from her bag. I grabbed her hand, getting her attention.

“I mean, how are you doing?” I asked.

Marlene hesitated and smiled, but a wisp of a frown followed by tears filled her eyes.

“I never… when they took me and put me on that ship,” Marlene sniffled. “I thought that was it. I thought that would be the last time I saw America. The outside… you…”

I clasped her hand in mine as she raised the other to caress my cheek and hold my gaze.

“And when I saw you… when you came for me… I never… My mother sold me off to some gangster at seventeen; my husband shipped me off to another country when there was no use for me… I have never known anyone to care for me like you…”

Looking into her starry eyes, I didn’t know what to say, so I said the only true ...