***WARNING | BRIEF STEAMY SCENE***
*Alberto’s POV*
“Che cazzo è questo?” (Italian for “What the fūck is this?”) I asked through clenched teeth as Isa looked up from the lounge chair before she squinted at me.
“Oh, look who gifted us with his presence.” Isa spat in a slurred voice, making me even more pissed. I rolled my neck before turning my glare to Amadeo, who handed me a towel.
I ripped it from his hands before motioning with my head for them to leave. Before anyone else could utter another word, they all practically scrambled away, leaving me with Isa, her friend, and her mother.
I was about to speak, but Isa moved to flip over and I couldn’t have her fūcking topless in here. One of the guys could come back and I’d have to kill them all because they peeped at her bare breāsts. I threw the towel on her to cover her up before wrapping my arms around her and sitting on the lounge chair with her.
“What were you fūcking thinking?” I hissed in her ear before looking at Giulia, who raised her martini glass to her lips to cover a smile. “Can you leave us?” I asked her and Isa’s friend before my angel could answer me.
“Of course, Capo.” Penelope replied, turning on her heels and grabbing Giulia’s arm to help her. Out of the three, only Penelope seemed sober, but right now, I only had the mind to deal with Isa.
“Are you going to spank me, Padrino?” Isa purred as she started climbing on my lap, making me hold her arms in place.
“Isa, your father can come at any second. Control yourself.” I growled in her ear as she bit her lip, forcing me to wrap my hand around her neck. “And I’m still fūcking pissed at you.”
“I didn’t do anything.” She whispered innocently as she peered up at me through her thick lashes while I silently cursed myself for not having removed her from my lap earlier. Her warm cunt was a fūcking boner magnet.
“Why the fūck don’t you have your bathing suit top on?” I asked her through gritted teeth.
“I was using the sauna and got hot.” She replied with a shrug, making me tighten my grip on her neck.
“That’s the fūcking point.” I hissed, feeling the urge to flip her over on my lap and turn her asš fire red, but I couldn’t do that freely when Francisco was still in the house.
“Sei drammatico.” (Italian for “You are being dramatic”.) She murmured in a slurred voice before sitting up on my lap like she remembered something. “Sono quello che è arrabbiato con te.” (Italian for “I’m the one who is angry with you”.) She said, pointing at herself with her index finger before placing it on my chest too, making me chuckle.
“What are you mad at, Angel?” I asked her, shaking my head. I have to admit that drunk Isa was fūcking cute.
“You.” She mumbled with an eye roll as I caressed her cheek, making her eyes close.
“I know at me. You said that already.” I laughed as she opened her eyes to glare at me.
“You keep things away from me.” She huffed, placing her head against my shoulder. Drunk Isa clearly didn’t understand what being mad was.
“I told you that I would tell you later. I never said that I would keep it from you.” I replied as I caressed her hair. She rubbed herself against my crotch, forcing me to grab her hips. “Angel.” I hissed again.
“No one is here, Padrino.” She slurred as she reached for my belt, a belt that would be marking her pretty little asš very soon. I groaned as I stood up with her in my arms while I grabbed her bathing suit top that was lying right beside us. “Where are we going?” She asked as she sucked on my neck, officially forcing my cōck to struggle against my zipper.
“The showers. You need to sober up before you see your father and want to suck my cōck in front of him.” I replied and couldn’t help, but chuckle. A cold shower can help keep her more alert while I get food in her system. Maybe then she won’t slip up.
As soon as I reached the showers that were around the corner behind the walls, I placed her on the floor. I grabbed the towel and her bathing suit top before placing them on a hook on the wall. I went to reach for the faucet when I felt her arms around my waist as she reached for my zipper.
“Isa.” I chastised her, turning around to hold her back because I had no self-control around her and Francisco could walk in here.
“Padrino.” She giggled as she lowered my zipper. “You’ll keep me quiet. Don’t worry.” She murmured, grabbing my cōck in her soft hands, making me groan.
“We can’t fūcking do this.” I told her through clenched teeth, but my cōck was not cooperating with me.
“Shhh.” She slurred as she covered her lips with her index finger before kneeling in front of me and fūck, I would never get tired of seeing my angel kneel for me.
“Angel.” I hissed as she stroked my pulsing dīck, before opening her mouth wide and swirling her tongue around my tip. Fūck, her tongue was warm.
She looked up at me like the fūcking angel she was before swallowing me whole, making me groan as I held myself against the wall. Thank fūck for it, to be honest.
“Mmmm.” She moaned against my cōck, forcing me to bite back another groan. The things this woman can do to me…
I reached for her pebbled nīpples and pinched them between my fingers, motivating her to suck me faster. She knew exactly how to suck me off and make me forget my problems momentarily.
I caressed her hair before pulling it behind her head as I forced her to my base, holding her in place. Fūck, feeling the back of her throat against my tip, had me ready to have her gagging on my salty cream.
“Angel.” I groaned out, closing my eyes before they shot open again upon hearing something.
I pulled her back and pressed my fingers over her lips.
“Alberto?” I heard Francisco’s voice by the entrance, making me want to punch myself for my weakness. “Fratello, are you here?”
I helped Isa up quietly before pulling her into my arms and pressing us against the wall. “Stay quiet, Angel.” I whispered in her ear before holding my breath, hoping that he would leave before he walked any closer to us. Otherwise, he would catch his topless daughter pressed against his best friend with his hard cōck out and caressing her bare stomach.
*Penelope’s POV*
I was so nervous about leaving the place when Isa’s godfather asked us to leave that I forgot to get the towel and now I was walking the estate in just a bathing suit. Dio, please strike me with lightning. To top it off, Mrs. Blanco was feeling dizzy, so she kept making me stop so she could sit down.
On the bright side, it seemed that when Morello kicked his men out of the pool area, they basically left the estate altogether because I had yet to bump into any of them.
“Be a darling and get me water. Per favore.” Mrs. Blanco told me as I nodded.
“Okay. Stay here.” I replied, making her giggle.
“Like I have any other choice.” She mumbled before she fell off the couch.
“Cazzo!” I shouted, rounding the couch to help her up, but she just waved me away. “But—” I was about to say, but she just interrupted me.
“I’m going to die of thirst.” She groaned as she removed her red bottoms before curling herself into a ball on the floor.
“I see where your daughter gets her drama from.” I mumbled under my breath as I walked away.
I exhaled as I thought about which way to go. I could either go back to where Isa and her godfather were to get a water bottle from the mini kitchen there or walk to the other kitchen I knew, which happened to be where Edgardo was going with Morello earlier. I went for the latter because Morello scared the shīt out of me, especially since he was pissed when we left them.
I hugged my body as I made my way through the estate, hoping not to bump into anyone on my way there.
“I really need a map of this place.” I grumbled under my breath as I looked left and right, trying to remember which way to go.
“I may be able to help you with that.” I heard a deep voice chuckle from behind me, making me jump before turning. God, I hadn’t heard anyone approach me.
“Oh.” I chuckled nervously, cursing myself internally for my bad luck. “Aurelio, was it?” I asked, scratching my neck with one hand as I continued awkwardly hugging my body with my other arm.
“Si.” He replied with a smile. “Do you need help finding something?”
“Ah, yes.” I gulped, looking into his warm eyes. Maybe if he hadn’t seen me earlier, I wouldn’t be acting so awkward.
He looked at me expectantly, making me furrow my brows. “What do you need help finding?” He chuckled, making me laugh as I shook my head.
“Oh, right.” I replied before licking my dry lips. “I need to find the kitchen.”
“We can’t use the one that you were headed towards.” He informed me, making me frown at him. “It’s under deep cleaning right now.” He added when he noticed me tense up.
“Oh.” I mumbled, nodding in understanding. Who was I kidding? I didn’t know what deep cleaning meant, but whatever.
“We have one on the other side of the estate.” He declared before placing his hand on my lower back to guide me to where he was taking me. I stiffened before clearing my throat nervously as he continued talking. “I’m Aurelio, by the way.” He whispered in my ear.
“Yeah.” I laughed nervously, pulling away from his hand. “We kind of confirmed that earlier.”
“Right.” He chuckled again as he started walking the other way. “So yours is Penelope, right?” He asked me over his shoulder.
“Yes.” I nodded, realizing he couldn’t see me. I felt like smacking my forehead for being a dumb asš.
“That’s a beautiful name.” He said as he slowed down, probably realizing that my short legs couldn’t keep up.
“Thank you.” I mumbled, feeling my cheeks blush. The worst part was that he turned around and noticed my cheeks, forcing me to groan under my breath. This just keeps getting better.
I had one job. Get the damn water without being seen by anyone.
Aurelio raised his hand, but before his hand could touch my cheek, a deep voice made us both jump. “Am I interrupting something?” Edgardo hissed from a few feet away.
Dio mio! What else could happen to me? Now I was semi-naked in front of two men. And one of them made my pūssy tickle with desire.
“Of course not, right, Penelope?” Aurelio replied to Edgardo before looking down at me, making me exhale.
“Right.” I squeaked out, looking away from Edgardo’s piercing glare.
“Is that right, Penelope?” He growled lowly. What the hell did I do for him to be mad at me now?
“She was looking for the kitchen. I was just leading her here.” Aurelio replied again as Edgardo closed the space between us before pulling me towards him by the waist.
“What did you need?” He asked me as he gripped my chin tightly, forcing me to look at him.
“Isa’s mom needed water. She probably passed out from how drunk she was.” I rambled, making him chuckle.
“Great.” He replied as I furrowed my brows. This man was next level crazy.
I was about to question his sanity when he leaned forward and threw me over his shoulder. “Edgardo!” I shouted right as a slap connected to my barely covered asš cheek.
“You heard my girl. Take water to Mrs. Blanco.” Edgardo told Aurelio, making me flush even further. His girl? Said who? He hasn’t even asked my opinion.
“Si, Edgardo.” Aurelio said before I heard his retreating footsteps.
“Put me down.” I grumbled as Edgardo repositioned me over his shoulder.
“Soon, little girl.” He chuckled as he started walking away from the door Aurelio had just walked through.
“Damn it, Edgardo!” I muttered as I squirmed on his shoulder before punching his back.
“I love your little bug bite punches. They are a turn on, but not as much as this fūcking bathing suit you are wearing.” He groaned, making my body heat up like never before as his hand ran up my legs.
“Edgardo.” I moaned, closing my eyes while he pulled my bathing suit to the side and ran his finger in between my lips.
“Fūck. You are so wet, Pen.” He hissed as he walked faster down the hall. “I can’t wait to take this pūssy.” He continued before I heard him licking his fingers, forcing my eyes to roll back at how aroused he made me.
All you could hear was his hard steps and my ragged breath as I trembled in anticipation. Before I knew it, his door was swinging open and he was throwing me on his bed. “Penelope.” He panted as he ripped his shirt open while he licked his lips slowly.
“The door is open.” I gulped out as I tried crawling backwards on the bed, but he gripped my ankle and pulled me back to the edge.
“Let them hear how good I fūcking claim this pūssy.” He declared as he reached for his belt, making my pūssy weep at the thought of being claimed by him.