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The Bosses Daughter. (AirixThatdudeTim)

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ThatdudeTim

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He sighed a little as he did up the final button of his fancy white dress shirt, having just showered and gelled his night black hair back into a stylish, slick, comb over. All he could think about was the bosses daughter, god, even that was a bad though. ‘Bosses daughter’ he couldn’t believe himself, the idea that he would even consider fucking around with her was stupid. Flat stupid. That was a good way to get yourself shot in the back, flirting with a capo’s daughter…How stupid could he be!? The worst part was he knew it, he knew full well what a bad idea this was…But still, he couldn’t help himself. They had a spark, and that couldn’t be denied. And despite everything, where was he getting dressed up to go? A private dinner in her room, of course. How could he do this? Tony just shook his head and kept getting ready, he was going to do it that much he knew, stupid or otherwise, he was going over so he may as well just block it out and get ready. He straightens his cuffs then goes to grab the finely tailored black suit jacket, he pulled it on and straightened the simple, yet elegant, blood red tie he wore. He looked damn sharp, there was no disputing that. He passed a mirror as he started to walk out of his room, he stopped and gave himself a look over before nodding his approval. He turned back, running in a slight jog to his bedroom, he scanned the room with sharp green eyes before they locked on what he sought, the 45. That rested on his night stand. He shook his head as he went to grab it, muttering to himself.

“Gees…You’re a god damn professional and you almost forget your piece…” He shakes his head in moderate annoyance with himself before unloading the clip to make sure it was fully loaded, it was. He slit it back up and in, pulling back on the slide once until he heard that metallic click, leaving it primed. He looked around for his shoulder holster. He pulled off his jacket and put the holster on over his dress shirt. After making sure it was good and snug he placed the gun in its home at his midsection. He reaches down and grabs the jacket throwing it on over the holster, hiding it completely.

He walks back to the door, walking out with a confident stride, down the hall, around the corner, to the elevator and up a few floors before arriving at her penthouse sweet. He cracked his neck and readied himself as he walked toward her door. He stands with perfect posture as always when he wraps on the door, clearing his throat as she answers.
 
Adriana lied flat on the bed facing the ceiling, covered in nothing but the white sheet that comes with the resort's bed linen. The clothes that she was wearing prior to arriving at the hotel were scattered all over the floor, as if she had taken them all off in a hurry. She didn't even know why she did that in the first place. At the moment, she could feel her heart beating hard and fast in her rib cage. She was both excited and anxious, couldn't even believe that today had evolved the way it did. Tony, her bodyguard for the past three years, was coming to her suite for a 'private dinner' for her. And she was the one willingly giving the invitation. Of course, for many other rich daughters, having an affair with a bodyguard would probably only result in a slap of a wrist and the bodyguard's contract being terminated. In the case of Adriana and other girls who have fathers with the same notoriety as her father's, however, it could well turn into a bloodbath.

Her blue eyes drifted to a close as she slipped the sheet to cover herself entirely, and she sighed quietly. In the safety of the sheet, Adriana tried to alleviate the tension by averting her attention to other things. Like the color of her skin, for example. It had grown back to its ivory hue during the semester that she spent doing exchange study in Sweden. One of the main reasons that she decided to spend the holiday in Mallorca this time was to fix that and get the healthy tan back, as she despised tanning studios. Next was her hair. It was almost time that she color her roots again; the ebony had begun showing amid the honey blonde color of her hair.

Adriana's train of thought was broken apart when the doorbell rang, causing her to jump a little. She sighed audibly, then began to make her way out of the bed. She briefly thought to put something on, but abandoned the idea just as soon as it was forming. They had already gone this far, what with all their not-so-subtle flirting in the plane prior to arriving at the Spanish island. With her fingers, she brushed at her hair shortly before proceeding towards the door. Her lean arms held onto the linen wrapping around her otherwise naked body. After checking that it was indeed Tony that was standing in front of her door from the peephole, she unlocked the door and opened it wide for him. A smile bloomed on her lips as she greeted the bodyguard.

"You look sleek like usual," she commented. Her cheeks felt slightly warm after she said the words. It was, after all, part of Tony's charm that made her attracted her to him in the first place. "Come on in. What would you like to drink?"
 
Tony Costello, he was no stranger to women and had more than once bedded with them. Far from it in fact. But when she opened the door baring nothing but the simple linen sheet he could feel his stomach turn in all the right ways. He pushed this feeling aside for now and simply smiled, dipping his head to her, “Hey there, Miss Andria,” He replied, trying to at least maintain some formality with the ‘miss’ but they were far from formal. He spoke with a heavy Italian accent, seeing as he was actually born in Sicily, not that he remembered the ‘Home Country’ as his mother fondly recalled it, and he was just a boy when they left for the Americas.

He offers a light smirk at her comment, “Only for those that deserve it.” He said, playing off her ‘sleek’ comment. He took a step inside, fancy polished black dress shoes landing on the floor with a soft clack, he had heavy foot falls, he walked with a confidence and authority, like he could handle anyone or anything…And for the most part, he could. He kisses each of her cheeks, quick and polite, before pulling away some, “Yeah, certainly, a scotch on the rocks if you got it, hun.” He said playfully.

He eyes her attire for a few moments, a sly smirk stretches across his features, “Didn’t forget to get ready, did we Miss?” He asks as he follows her in.
 
Adriana Benini felt her heart jumped a little when Tony leaned in to kiss her cheeks. It was such an innocent gesture, but gave a subtle reminder of what they were about to do. "I don't think I ever do, when it's for the right person," the 'Miss' muttered shortly to reply his remark before closing and locking the door behind them. She ran her fingers lightly over the skin of his hand, thoughts flying on what it would do to her in the next minutes before she withdrew completely from the man and headed towards the minibar.

"Let's see... I'm quite sure I saw a bottle of scotch here somewhere," said Adriana out loud while scanning the selection. It wasn't often that she had to calm herself down that way, but it had been a while since she had last invited a man to her suite during holiday. Her bodyguards would always figure it out, and they would report it to her father, the head of one of the biggest crime families in New York. It wasn't like she was a virgin, but her father's presence was always there in all of her past relationships. After all, who wouldn't be so nervous when they're dating the only daughter of Fabio Benini?

Eventually, she found the scotch and fetched some ice from the fridge. She poured some for herself as well, and held her glass up to clink with his for a toast. "For a good holiday," she said, and drunk the content of her glass. The burning alcohol cleared her mind a little, and before long Adriana found herself eyeing the bodyguard from head to toe, noticing how his polished and meticulous appearance much contrasted hers. "Why don't we take your jacket off, for starters?" It was the scotch talking, or so Adriana would like to make herself think. Regardless, she moved to close the distance between her and Tony and directed a fleeting hand towards his closed buttons.
 
Tony chuckled a little, smirking at the woman with a sly expression, “Oh I don’t know about that, Miss Benini, I can’t seem to think of a single occasion where you have looked anything shy of divine.” He said in response to her first comment, eyeing her in return as she walked from him in nothing but her blanket to the minibar.

He shrugged, calling back, “Eh, if you don’t have it…I will take whatever you got.” He really wasn’t thinking about his drink choice right now. So many things were racing through his mind that didn’t even rate a sidebar. He was thinking of what they would ultimately be doing, how badly he wanted it, but also how badly he wished to stay alive. And couldn’t help but wonder if violating the only daughter of the Mob kingpin who hired him, as a show of trust, to watch his only daughter was a smart move. But even as he had second thoughts he found himself walking further into the room, at her offering he took the alcohol, cause that’s what he needed right now, to be even the slightest impaired. But in the end he knew what would happen, he knew he was going to give in, he had eyed the woman for a long while, and he wanted this. Even if he knew it was not in the best interest of self-preservation, it was going to happen, may as well just throw himself into it fully. He let his glass bump against hers before taking a long drink, nearly downing the whole thing in one drink. It burned a little, but as his usual drink that was expected, even welcomed, he always loved the taste of strong dark liquor.

When she suggested he rid himself of the jacket he nodded a little and slowly began to pull it off, “If that’s what she wishes.” He replied with a smirk, after a pulling it off he was left in his fine white dress shirt, leather shoulder holster, and a simple, yet elegant, red tie. He looked dashing to say the least. He reached over and hung the jacket up on a wall hook and looked back, just to be greeted with the sight of her working his buttons. He swallowed a little, usually he kept his cool with women, but she was different. Fine, cool, he loved how she held herself. As well as the thoughts of who she actually was, it made him hesitate a little but after a bit he simply forced a charming grin, “Eager are we, eh?” He said in a suave coo, still letting her undo the buttons of his shirt.
 
There was something in his voice that made her shiver from within. Like many other men who work for her father, Tony always had this exotic accent hung about his speech. The only difference that set him apart was that he was born and raised on the soil of the good ol' America, unlike the others who were mostly just arriving from across the pond. Perhaps it was this contrasts that made Adrianna noticed him at first. He was essentially a thug, but his manners were gentlemanly. He knew all the manners to kill a person in the most effective and horrendous ways, but at the same time also capable to utter sweet nothings even when she was only wearing a linen blanket.

She smiled slightly as the buttons of his dress shirt began to get undone under her fingers. It felt almost like opening a Christmas gift, only there was a clear possibility that the present could contain a ticking bomb. It was risky and dangerous, but like anything that is, it only excited her all the more. People call it the sweet fruit of the forbidden, but Adrianna knew it was more probably coming from her father's blood that ran in her very veins.

Once Tony's shirt was completely unbuttoned, Adrianna stepped forward and circled her arms around his naked waist, pressing herself snug to his body. The only thing between them was the linen sheet that she was 'wearing', preventing her round and perky breasts from completely colliding with his torso. A pair of blue eyes looked up to him briefly, then, trying to read his reaction, before the mafia heiress leaned closer in to whisper to his ear, "Now you probably should take off the holster, too."
 
Tony stood stock still, simply looking down with a soft smirk as she spoke to him. Once he felt her touch on him all doubts were truly forgotten, tossed aside, the only thing now on his mind was the pleasure that would come from union they were about to form. His hands moved to her blanket, lightly he began to pull it down, so very slowly, as she pressed herself to him. At her whisper he smirked a little and replied in a whisper, “Hmmm, perhaps…” He, with only one hand, undid the simple shoulder harness and let the leather getup fall to the ground, the gun hit with a dull thud, right away his strong hands locked back to her sides, still pulling down on the blanket, only a little, a small tug every here and there, is was just barely covering her nipples now, he looked at her once more before tugging it down fully, letting he breasts pop free. Once he does his hand runs up her bare side, his touch was so gentle for a man in his line of work, gentle in a way where she could feel a power behind it, but held back. He didn’t grasp her breasts, he just leaned down and began to kiss her neck, sucking, nipping, even licking it a little, he pushed his shirt off as he did this, hoping she would get at his belt buckle.
 
Adrianna's breath hitched inevitably when she felt Tony's lips and tongue on her neck. As his hands ran down her hourglass curve, her own hands sneaked towards his belt. Her attempt to unbuckle it as quick as possible was almost rendered impossible because of his touches and assault on her neck, which greatly reduced her concentration. All that she could think of was how she wanted this man so much, right then and there.

Once the belt was off, her attention turned to his pants, which she found much easier to pull off. Buttons and zippers were more of her expertise, after all. When that was done, Adrianna cupped at Tony's jaw with her hand, gently pulling him away from her neck and straight into her kiss. She took her time with it, tasting the scotch of his lips and mouth and also indulging in that certain unique taste of his. Her arms clung at his toned torso, the rosy nipples of her breasts grew tauter upon contact with his warm skin, combined with their intimate and oh-so-gentle touches. Nevertheless, the heiress could feel the power beneath all of the bodyguard's tenderness, and the realization made her stomach churned positively with excitement. "The bed," she managed to gasp in between kisses, unknowingly giving that commanding tone that she was so used to utter to the countless bodyguards and attendees that ever attended to her needs.
 
Tony’s breath was starting to grow heavier as his belt becomes undone, “You are eager aren’t you…” He growled as his lips met hers, his lips parted and his tongue went to invade her mouth and start the delicate twirling dance with hers. His heart skipped a beat as her breasts were pressed to him, he placed his strong, calloused hands on her sides, holding her to him as the kiss deepened.

Oh how he loved that tone of hers, so demanding, so empowered, he loved it. And he wouldn’t dare dream of defying it, so as she bid him do he hoisted her off the ground in a wedding style carry, shedding her entirely of the blanket, his made sure to wiggle out of his pants as he kicked them away, he somehow managed to pull his feet out of the dress shoes he donned before he moved toward the exquisite bed. He never broke contact with her lips, still kissing her just, if not more, intensely as he carried her.

When they got to the bed he laid her down, positioning his toned firm body above her as he broke the kiss, he gave her a charming, seductive look, but uttered no words as his lips went to her neck once more, he let his hands roam up and down her bare sides as he nipped away at the so very soft flesh of her throat, after a moment he moved down, kissing, licking, nipping, and sucking on her flesh as he went. And he went slow, taking his damned time, teasing her with his lustful touch. After a few moments however he reached her breast, he kissed up the mound before looking up one final time to her, his eyes locked with hers for only a split moment before his lips parted and let her rosy, left, diamond hard pebble of a nipple enter his lips. He sucked the little bud so passionately, softly grazing his teeth against it to tease her, letting his tongue run in circular motions around it, tracing with just the tip of his tongue.
 
Adrianna gasped slightly into their kiss as she felt her legs leaving the floor suddenly. It probably shouldn't have surprised her much, but the way Tony seemed to hoist her so easily managed to send shivery excitement down her spine. A small whimper escaped her lips when he pulled away from the kiss, only to be silenced completely when she saw that boyish grin of his. The sight made her held her breath for very briefly until his lips found their way to the sensitive patch of skin beneath her jaw, to which she finally released it into a breathy moan.

Almost automatically, she tilted her head further into the pillow, giving Tony more access to her exposed skin. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt more of his calloused fingers on her body. She pondered briefly on why the bodyguard seemed to avoid touching her breasts, something that she had never seen happening with the previous men that she slept with. But that thought, too, was quickly subsided when she felt his warm, moist mouth on her delicate nipple.

Her blue eyes drifted to a shut as her back arched forward, unwittingly pushing her soft breast further into Tony's mouth. A gasping cry escaped her lips, fueled all the more by the feeling of his teeth scrapping lightly on her soaking bud. In an instant, she was turned into a writhing, moaning mess. Her hands frantically flying up to his head, inevitably putting an end to his perfectly coiffed dark hair.
 
Tony growled a little as she pressed her breasts up against him, he took it all in stride however, an arm snaked under her arched back and held her there, arching up toward him. He let more of her breast into his mouth, not just sucking her nipple now, but the actual tender flesh of her mounds. After a few moments he looked up, locking eyes with her once more as he started to kiss down her body, so slow, so softly, yet even under that soft front the power, the force, the lustful want could be felt surging through his toned, powerful, muscles. Every inch of him screamed to take her, to pin her down and have her as hard as he could manage, but he resisted the primal urge and continued his teasing journey down her front, moving so very slow.

Even at his slow pace eventually he did reach his goal, his face rubbed against the slight bush above her womanhood, he kissed, even through the curly hair that framed her sweet lips. After a moment he got off the bed, kneeling on the floor, “Come’ere Darling…” He said in that low, seductive, sexy Italian accent of his. He grabbed her leg and pulled her gently across the bed to him, stopping only when her ass was positioned right on the edge of the bed. He grinned at her, “Get ready, hun…” He said in a heavy breath as his hot breath beat down on her flushed lips. He lifted her legs and propped them over his shoulders, his head placed right between the insides of her thighs, he just made eye contact as he kissed the insides of her thighs, softly nipping and suckling, but still he didn’t. He was going to tease her until she could take it no longer.
 
Adrianna gasped and moan along as Tony further showed delicate care on her breast. Her blue eyes were glazed with lust and want as she met Tony's before he continued traveling south, her lower region churned with excitement as she watched his powerful muscles flexed with each of his movement, and knowing where he was eventually heading for. Her head was further thrown back into the pillow when he finally did arrive in her nether region, her breathing grew heavier as he began to kiss her nether lips.

She was just beginning to enjoy his mouth on her sex when Tony suddenly withdrew, inviting a small pout to form on her lips. She watched closely as the Sicilian retreated to the floor, and when he said out his invitation Adrianna could only do little else than following his guide, settling milky white thighs on the both sides of his head. "I'm always ready when you are, Tony," she said in reply to his words before falling back to the bed. Her fingers gripped at the bed sheet as he began kissing her inner thighs, obviously teasing her. She attempted to persevere for a while, but eventually gave up after a laughably short time. She wasn't one that was used to having her wants denied, after all.

"Tony..." She whimpered his name weakly. The little curls that framed her lips had begun to grow increasingly moist with her honey. She eyed him intensely, her heels dug at his shoulder blades as if to emphasize her plea and desperation. "... Please."
 
Tony was always one to make a woman beg for him, he loved the soft whining of a needy lady, and with her it was no different. He loved it. Needed it. Craved it in the rawest possible form. However, when he had them begging he was not one to deny those sweet pleas, he just couldn’t. And once again, it was no different with her. The way she egged him on, the way her nether lips leaked her sweet desire, he couldn’t help it. His lips pressed to hers, he joined her second pair of lips in a deep kiss, and during that kiss as you would with a normal one, he parted his lips, and hers too, letting his tongue move in to invade her.

The difference in this ‘kiss’ was that his tongue didn’t go to dance and twirl around hers. But in this case his tongue went to lap at her inner folds, teasing the no doubt soaking little lips. His tongue flicked up and down rapidly, after a few moments he pulled away, then one long lick, then another, then after that his lips parted and locked around her clit, sucking lightly, or lightly at first, after a few moments he began to suckle passionately on her needy bulb. With one hand he reached up under her and held her lips wide apart, letting him get to her clit better. He pulled his lips from it and flicked against the hood that had masked it from his direct touch, coaxing it to swell and push out from her body, he would take the naked clit back into his mouth and start to suckled on it, at the same time his fingers would begin to stroke the inner lips, taking one of the folds between his first finger and thumb rubbing it between the two. He was obviously very skilled at all this, not his first rodeo to say the least.
 
Adrianna felt her heart skipped a bit the moment she saw Tony dipping his mouth finally to her sex. Her fingers tangled to the sheet readily, as she held her breath in expectation of what was to happen. When he first introduced his tongue, her moan came out harsh and breathy. She clung to him tight with her legs, her blonde/ebony head lolling back helplessly as she surrendered herself completely to the Sicilian. There was nothing that he did that didn't trigger a sort of noise from the blonde heiress, be it a gasp, a moan, or a whimper. It was as if he had turned her into an instrument and he her expert musician.

"Tony," she gasped his name once after a while, and then once more. Her eyes half-lidded with desire when she looked down, the image of her handsome bodyguard pleasuring her like that burned forever in her memory. There was a sense of urgency that she tried to communicate with him. She was so close and ready, and torn between wanting him to continue doing his amazing handwork or tell him to stop and take her hard and rough right then and there.
 
Tony never let up, his mouth worked wonders, sucking so perfectly on her small eager bud, he wanted her to release her joy, for that pleasure to wash over her. And he would have it. She was going to cum and it was going to be good, he was determined to please he to the best of his abilities, and he was good. As his mouth kept up on her ever hardening clit he, without any notice, let his first two fingers push into her entrance, spreading her well, they didn’t slow, or speed up, he simply inserted them at a constant speed. The licks on her clit began to grow deeper, pushing against it a little, at this moment his fingers curled up into a beckoning motion, placing them right on her g-spot, and when they started to flick that little spot he took her clit more fully into his mouth again, parting his lips, sucking furiously.
(Sorry it’s so short! Not feeling well today!)
 
(It's alright. It's still a decent post :p And get well soon!)

Adrianna gasped sharply as Tony introduced his fingers. Her grip on the sheet grew tighter until the tip of her fingers whitened. She could hardly think anymore, only felt. Her long, slim legs tightened around his shoulders while her hips rolled ever so slightly against his fingers and lips, hungry for more of his touches. Her moan came out loud and harsh when Tony found her inner bud, and it didn't take long afterwards until her whole body arched up, writhing and shivering as orgasm washed over her. It was one of the most intense that she'd ever had, though she could only realize that a good while later, when the sensation finally subsided.

At that point, Adrianna averted her attention down from the ceiling to look down blissfully at the man crouching in between her legs. Shortly after, she rose up to sit on the bed and proceeded to lean in so she could gently, gratefully capture his lips with hers.
 
Tony continued to lap at her delicate patch as she came, his mouth never slowing, fingers never stopping. He drove her onward through her peak, possibly to a second or third if she would simply lay still and enjoy it. However when she did lift from the bed to capture his lips he was more than happy to oblige, a hand wrapping around her waist to pull her close to him, tongue leaving his mouth to enter hers, twirling passionately around her, the taste of her honey still potent and sweet on his lips. After a moment he broke the kiss and let his lips move to her neck to suckle and nip softly, after a moment they lift and meet her ear, softly tugging with just the flesh of his full lips on her earlobe, whispering in a hot, lusty, whisper against it, “I would have to guess you liked that?” He said in a seductive purr.

He wasted no time moving back down to her neck, softly suckling on the tender flesh once more. After a moment he hopped on the bed and crawled past her before turning, on his knees, to face her. He reached down and undid his pants fully, pulling them off, letting his strong bare legs come into view, “Hope you’re ready, hun.” That seemed to be his pet name for her ‘hun’ what was she supposed to be ready for? Well that was answered as his hands reached down, pulling his simple boxer styled underwear down and off, tossing them carelessly across the room to land draped over a chair. His already throbbing cock now coming into view between his legs, he spread his legs some to give her a better look at his manhood. He was well endowed; it wasn’t in length where his strong point was, though he certain wasn’t lacking there, but in thickness, much girthyer then most men. He offered a smirk “Lay on your back, hun…” he said in a seductive slur.

When she did lay down he scooted over to her, crawled over her body to lock lips with hers for a few moments longer before pulling away, purring as he did, “Hope you like it hard…” He said in a soft growl. After he positioned himself, still on his knees, between her legs he took her ankles and spread her wide, when she had her legs up high where they needed to be his hand went down between her more than exposed slit and started to stroke gently up and down her lips before he placed a firm thumb down on her little bud, applying some pressure before rubbing in a slow circular motion. He was going to tease her just a moment long. A sly smirk stretching across his strong features as he thought about what was to come.

(Position like…http://www.goodtoknow.co.uk/relationships/galleries/9278/top-20-sex-positions/27
...except not in yet.))
 
She opened her lips welcomingly to Tony and moaned lightly upon tasting her own juice on him. The taste reminded her of what he did to her earlier, and it inevitably triggered an excited shiver running down her spine. The thrill was made all the more real when his mouth nipped hotly on her ear. "Hmm, that was pretty good, yes," Adrianna said in a tone between dreamy and lazy, though that composure of hers soon dissipated as things evolved from there.

What Tony showed next actually made Adrianna quite thankful that she didn't let him make her cum more than once. With only a couple of past lovers, she couldn't say that she was experienced, but she could tell that Tony's thick girth was... special. She gulped once nervously, but nevertheless obeyed the Sicilian when he told her to lie down. His kiss soothed her greatly, and the purring, teasing words that he uttered afterwards resurrected the flickering flame inside her. Add to that was the way his calloused fingers played oh-so-expertly at her still sensitive clit. Suffice to say, it didn't take long until her folds were once again dripping and ready.

"I'll take all that you give me." Her blue eyes stared unflinching at his dark ones when she replied his challenge. One of her slim, smooth calves caressed gently and invitingly on his shoulder. The fact that she still could move her limb in such position gave a hint on her muscular flexibility, a reminiscence of the time spent doing gymnastics for the most part of her high school years.
 
Tony loved the sight of her, legs up, spread,and folds dripping. He was now throbbing with anticipation, his member blushing a bright pulsing red at the tip. He reached down after positioning her legs fully straight up in the air, and slowly guided his girthy head to her entrance, pushing in just until his crown was fully engulfed by her needy lips. He looked down at her for a moment, after a soft sigh his intense dark gaze locked with hers, a fire burned in the depths of his eyes. One of lustful passion, "Adrianna..." He muttered softly, that seductive Italian roll still playing on his soft purrs.

His hands went to her waist, and instead of pushing himself fully within her hot sheath, he pulled her to him, pulling her body until the root of his now pulsing cock as pressed firm to the base of her ass. After giving her a moment to adjust to his size he started to ungulate his hips in quick rocking, almost bouncing, motion. The head of his member punching perfectly against her G-spot. The bouncing would start to grow more rapid and frantic, but still so very controlled, one hand moves down her silky soft white leg until reaching her nub,as he rocks against her his thumb is planted on her clit and starts to rub in a flurry up and down. Just as the rough pad of his thumb meets her hips begin to buck against her, a tad rougher now.
 
Her name on his lips sounded so beautiful she couldn't help but wonder why she had never once heard it. She couldn't help but think that as his hot length began stretching her walls all the way to her inner core. She held her breath, then, making use of the time given to her to get used to having Tony's cock inside her. She could feel him warm and hard and pulsing, realizing for the very first time how much he wanted this. And when he began rocking his hips, Adrianna almost forgot completely how worried she was about the Sicilian's thickness.

Her moans and gasps came out in tandem with his thrusts. Her soft breasts followed suit, bouncing in time as his pace grew harder and faster. She tried helplessly to thrust her hips back, hungry for more of the delicious friction between their sexes, but their position ultimately held back her movements. Not that she had the chance to be frustrated, however. Half-lidded blue eyes drifted curiously from his dark ones to one of his strong hands as it moved closer to her clit, only to roll back to under her lids when it began to furiously stroke down at the sensitive bud. Her grip on the well-crumpled bed sheet tightened as she felt pleasure beginning to build over her strung body.
 
Tony kept bouncing her as his hips mashed against hers, the soft sound of his heavy sack slapping, now slightly hard, against her ass as he began to really take her. Letting his hips buck and thrash about, after a few moments of this ever intensifying treatment he let his arms wrap under her and lift her back off the bed, he rose to his knees and began to really flex his hips now, head of his swollen cock punching now at a slightly different angle, but still right on her G-spot. His hand never stopped the quick rubs that flew over her little clit, he pinched the little bud, pulling a little on it, now fucking into her mercifully. The room came alive with the sound of his hips and balls meeting her ass, the grunting of both parties involved, and the sound of her slick tunnel spreading with each of his intrusions.
 
The change of angle did it for Adrianna. Her eyebrows furrowed deep as her own orgasm came crashing down on her like ocean wave. She was left paralyzed, unable to move save for her arching neck and upper back. Her harsh, passionate moans joined in the orchestra of their lovemaking, most of it was wordless cries but a few one-syllable words of "Oh" and "Yes" were intermingled as well.

When the peak of her climax had subsided, but not disappearing yet, the heiress managed to flick her heavy-lidded eyes open, even if very slightly. One of her hands left the crumpled linen and drifted up to his toned shoulder, her gaze focused on his as much as she possibly could. "Tony..." His name slipped out of her lips in between warm, ragged breaths. It was an invitation, so to speak, to join and become one with her in the state of ecstasy that she was in.
 
Tony’s strong arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly as she came, he panted and groaned, his eyes shut as the pleasure became too much, his hips still thrashed against hers, hips meeting the round taught flesh of her ass with vigor, “Oh…I’m…Andrianna, I’m cumming.” He growled as she said his name, after a few more slaps, never slowing, the dam broke. He gasped out as his body went stiff, muscles moving on their own accord as pleasure swept through his core, and the feeling of his heavy seed splashing in long strings against the inner depths of her sheath could be felt on her end.

Once he had spent his load he let her down, softly laying her back down on the bed, he moved so her legs could come back to her sides, letting her rest comfortably again. He toppled over her, letting his strong body press to hers, a forearm on either side of her, carefully supporting himself as to not crush her with his weight. He panted as his lips met hers, softly his whispered her name to her mouth, after a few moments he broke the kiss and let his lips lock to her neck, softly nipping and suckling away at her flesh there. He never pulled fully from her, the feeling of her sheath was so inviting, so warm, he never wished to leave it.
 
She echoed his passionate gasps as he came. His throbbing length and hot seeds sent up sparks from the embers of her orgasm. From where she lied, Adrianna watched with ragged breath as the handsome Sicilian above her seemingly tautened all the muscles of his body. Gone was his boyish smirk and assertive remarks, only pleasure and desire remained. And it was breathtakingly beautiful. She wanted to see more of it, to be that only one person that could cause those reactions from him. To be the only person whose name he called out loud in the mere seconds that leads to his climax.

The thoughts surprised even Adrianna herself. Only once had they fucked and he already made her felt so obsessive. "You're a bad influence, you know that...?" she muttered before catching Tony's panting lips with hers, cherishing in the memory of him whispering her name. She couldn't seem to get enough of that. Her arms and leg clung to his toned body, hungry for more skin contact with the Italian. She finally rested her back on the bed, eyes drifted to a close while he began to once again kiss and nip on her neck. One of her hands dipped into his hair and began to roam among his dark strands. Just like the bodyguard, she was also feeling reluctant to pull away from him, finding comfort in his presence and kisses.

"So did you like it?" she couldn't help but ask. A pointless question, really, but a perfect one to satiate her sudden yearning to hear more of his exotic accent.
 
Tony wanted nothing less of her own desire, to be the only name to leave those beautiful full lips of hers as she entered bliss, a bliss he wanted to be with her in. He panted and came down to kiss her, is lips were soft yet strong against hers, much like his touch in general, there was certainly a power behind him, a strong man, yet it was held in check, his touch always being soft, gentle, except when he meant otherwise. He chuckled soft and low, almost purring, “Yeah…I have a tendency to do that…” He said in quiet whisper against her neck, his lips leaned in and kissed the tender flesh of her neck, the salty taste of her sweat and passion entered his mouth; he loved it, so he chuckled softly, each time he pulled away with a soft smack, “Oh…” Another suckling kiss was planted on her neck, “More…” And another, “Than…” And another breathy kiss, he spoke between each heavy kiss, “You…Could…Know…” He took a long final kiss, moving up and down her neck as he did, taking his time before his lips met her earlobe, “Adrianna…” He said in a hot whisper, right against her ear, he spoke so quietly, so heatedly, his voice was just a breathy, lustful, coo.

After a few more moments he lifted his head from her and looked right down into her eyes, “So…How about…We head down for a walk on the beach? After we…Freshen up, of course. Can hardly go out like this…” Even still he didn’t want to pull away, to leave the warm welcoming embrace of her sheath. But he did start to stir and get up, not pulling yet, but soon it would unfortunately have to come.
 
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