Page 73 of His Cursed Heart

Her dark hair spreads out on our faces and I grab it again in a tight fists. I pull her head back and I see the fire in her eyes grow.

"That's it, baby. Hate me while I worship your sinful body." I say with a rough voice. Her teeth clench and I move until I have her under me.

The little top my sister gave her lets me see the outline of her big and round tits. Her nipples are hard and her whines are becoming too desperate.

My pretty little fox.

I let my fingers tease the little bud and I tug it without warning.

"Ev-," She cries as I play with her nipples. I lean down and I cup her left bud in between my lips. I graze my teeth around it and Althea starts trashing under me. "Everette s-stop."

My muscle freeze and my heart skips a beat and not because she told me to stop, but because of the name

she just moaned. Except of my family, no one calls me Everette.

My name on her lips feels like I just entered heaven and an angel has handed me a cold glass of scotch.

"Say it again." I almost beg. I move my hand to the end of her top to lift it up, but her hand stops me.

"P-please, not yet." Her eyes are soft and her voice is so quiet that is messing with my head.

"Say it again, Althea." I lean over her and I kiss her lips.

"I'm feeling a weird thing in my belly, Everette." She whispers and I groan. I devour her lips, swallowing her moans.

I move my hand from her top and I move an inch from her lips to say, "We do this in your way, baby." And I mean it.

She's not comfortable enough to show me her body? Then I'll prove her that no man deserves this body. Not even me.

I continue devouring her lips while my fingers are playing with her nipples. I tug then hard and them massage it until she's trembling.

"Come on, Little Fox. Milk those panties until you milk the sheets too." I kiss her again. Her hands fly to my face and when she comes, she bites my lower lip until I can feel her teeth penetrating the skin.

"Mhm," Althea moans and I can feel her distancing herself from me. I look in her eyes again and I try to remember the soft brown that she's showing.

I won't see them for a while.

But I'll make my wife see that I want her more than my mafia position.

"When you wake up in the morning and see your drained panties, remember that your husband made

your pussy milk them."

I haven't slept at all. After I made a cold shower to calm my body, I stayed on the balcony finishing a whole pack of cigars.

My mind was full with images of my eyes with her soft eyes and sweet moans.

And now I'm in the car, driving back to my house with Althea next to me, and I wonder if my wife is an amazing actress or really can't remember last night. She seems...unaffected. While I'm boiling.

She talks with Venus through a video call and they talk in Italian. I can't understand a shit. Keres wanted to teach me Italian, but I just don't like the language.

But now I wish I took those damn lessons.

Althea has a little smile in the corner of her mouth while Venus talks about...well, I have no fucking idea.

I drive through the forest and I look at the trees that are hiding our house. I frown when I see a white truck in front of the house and two elderly man who are trying to convince my bodyguards to let their guns down.

I park the car quickly and I exit the car, running to the scene.