In a lavishly appointed chamber within his opulent mansion, the feared Mafia boss of the city, Moreno Santiago, sat at the head of a long mahogany table.
His underboss, Emiliano, who was not only his second-in-command but also his closest confidant and best friend, sat at the head beside him. Around Moreno, his most trusted men and associates leaned in, discussing business in hushed tones. The cigar smoke-filled room was bathed in the soft, golden glow of crystal chandeliers that dangled from the high ceiling, casting a warm radiance over the polished marble floors and intricately carved wooden furnishings.
Moreno leaned forward, his steely gaze met theirs, and in whispered tones, he outlined the next chapter in their criminal empire’s expansion, revealing a daring heist that would reshape the balance of power in the criminal underworld. As Moreno continued to outline the audacious heist, the atmosphere in the chamber remained tense and focused. Unbeknownst to them, the heavy oak door swung open with a sudden crash, shattering all focus.
In walked Estrela, Moreno’s strikingly beautiful wife, her rich dark hair cascading down her shoulders. She had entered, unaware of the clandestine gathering taking place. Her eyes widened in surprise as she took in the scene. A gasp escaped her lips as she clutched a hand to her heart.
The room fell silent as everyone turned their attention to the unexpected intruder. Moreno’s face hardened, and he rose slowly from his seat, his tailored suit exuding power and authority. With a subtle yet urgent motion of his hand, Moreno beckoned for Estrela to approach him. His eyes never left hers as she hesitantly stepped closer.
Walking toward the head of the table, her high heels echoed in the silence. Moreno’s men watched in tense silence, uncertain of what would come next.
Estrela finally reached her husband’s side. He leaned in, whispering in her ear, a delicate plea that only she could hear, “Baby, what are you doing in here?” His question hung in the air.
Estrela met her husband’s gaze, her voice barely above a whisper as she replied, “I’ve been sitting in our bedroom for hours, Moreno. I couldn’t stand another minute of boredom without you by my side. That’s why I came looking for you.”
Her words carried a mixture of longing and vulnerability, and in that moment, his stern facade softened as he realized she just wanted to be near him.
With a sly smile, Estrela added, “Why don’t you finish this later and give your wife some much-needed attention?”
Her playful suggestion offered a glimpse of the intimacy that still existed amidst the dangerous world they navigated together.
Though tempted by her offer, Moreno could not neglect the responsibilities that came with his role as the Mafia boss.
With a sigh, he gently instructed, “Estrela, my star, why don’t you find a quiet corner to sit in for a while? I’ll be done with this meeting shortly.”
Maintaining a softer tone, Moreno couldn’t resist the urge to show Estrela his affection. With his tall stature and a tender look in his eyes, he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. It was a moment of intimacy amid the clandestine gathering.
Estrela responded with equal ardor, their kiss a brief but passionate declaration of their love. With that, though slightly put out, Estrela nodded understandingly and retreated to the corner, crossing her legs as she made herself comfortable. She observed the meeting with a mix of mild interest and impatience, occasionally glancing over at her husband.
She exhaled a bored sigh as she surveyed the room, clearly unimpressed by the serious atmosphere and the men in suits.
Moreno grew frustrated when he noticed that his usually composed men were momentarily entranced by Estrela’s beauty, their gaze lingering a little too long. That sight didn’t sit well with him, and a surge of irritation flared within him. Even more so when he realized that not only was his meeting interrupted, but his carefully maintained control over his men was slipping in the presence of the woman, his woman.
However, conscious of Estrela’s presence and unwilling to let her witness his harsher side, Moreno continued to address his men with a softer tone, one that concealed the underlying tension. He knew he couldn’t afford to appear menacing in front of her. This subtle change in demeanor, noticed by his loyal associates, hinted at the delicate balance he was attempting to maintain between his ruthless authority and his desire to keep Estrela from seeing the darker aspects of his world.
As the meeting concluded, Moreno’s men filed out of the room one by one, leaving the two of them alone. The heavy oak door closed behind the last man, sealing their privacy. Moreno approached Estrela with a confident stride, a faint smile playing on his lips.
He extended a hand to help her up, saying, “Now, my love, you have my full attention.”
He guided her to the empty table, his gaze locked with hers, a fiery intensity in his eyes as he closed the distance between them. With a subtle yet commanding strength, he slid his arms around her waist.
Estrela’s breath caught as she wrapped her arms instinctively around his neck, her heart racing with anticipation. In one fluid motion, he effortlessly hoisted her up, placing her down on the table with a commanding yet deliberate care, leaving no doubt about who was in control. Her legs dangled over the side. Their eyes remained locked, a magnetic connection pulsing between them, as the weight of the room and their world faded away, leaving only the undeniable presence of their shared desire.
Just as the world seemed to melt away, one of Moreno’s men, Lorenzo, suddenly reentered the room with a sheepish expression, having forgotten something essential.
The interruption startled Estrela, Moreno reluctantly pulled away from her, his gaze fixed on Lorenzo with a mixture of irritation and frustration. It was a silent reminder that even in their most private moments, the shadow of their dangerous world loomed, ready to intrude at any time.
Moreno’s fury erupted like a volcanic explosion as he yelled at Lorenzo, his voice a thunderous roar that filled the room.
“Lorenzo! You damn fool, can’t you see we were in the middle of something important?” His face flushed with anger, he paced back and forth, his frustration at the intrusion evident. Estrela attempted to calm the storm that raged within her husband. She placed a gentle hand on his arm, her voice a soothing melody amidst the chaos.
“Moreno, babe, it’s alright. He didn’t mean to interrupt,” she said in a hushed tone, her eyes imploring him to regain his composure. Moreno’s fiery temper gradually simmered down as he met Estrela’s gaze, his anger yielding to her calming influence. Though still visibly irritated, he took a deep breath, willing himself to regain control. At that moment, he realized that even in the tumultuous world of the mafia, Estrela was his anchor, his source of solace and reason.
Lorenzo’s face paled as he stammered out an explanation, “Boss, I’m so sorry. I left the shipment documents on the table during the meeting. It’s something we can’t afford to lose.”
Moreno’s anger ebbed away as he understood the gravity of the situation. The shipment was a key element of their operation, and the documents contained sensitive information that could jeopardize their entire enterprise if they fell into the wrong hands. His frustration now redirected, he nodded to Lorenzo, saying, “Retrieve those documents immediately, and do not make such a mistake again.”
This incident served as a reminder to Estrela that even during personal moments, her husband’s criminal empire would always demand his unwavering attention.
As Lorenzo discreetly exited the room, Moreno’s intense gaze returned to Estrela. The chamber seemed to shrink once more, isolating them from the outside world. The weight of his responsibilities as a Mafia boss momentarily lifted, replaced by the overwhelming desire he had for his wife. Moreno’s strong, calloused hands gently cradled Estrela’s face, his touch conveying both love and longing. Their lips met in a searing kiss, and the room filled with the sound of their deep, shared breaths. The air crackled with passion as Moreno and Estrela surrendered to the electric connection that had bound them together through a life of secrecy and danger. With an undeniable hunger, Moreno’s lips left Estrela’s in a trail of fiery kisses, descending the curve of her neck. His breath, hot and heavy, and his hands, strong and possessive, roamed her body.
Each kiss he planted on her neck sent a jolt of desire through her body, her soft moans of pleasure fueling Moreno’s passion even further. In that private moment, their love blazed like an unquenchable fire. Estrela’s fingers, weaved through Moreno’s hair, pulling him closer as his lips remained on her neck. With a slow, deliberate motion, Moreno’s strong hands descended, gently coaxing her dress straps to slide down her shoulders revealing more of her skin to his eager gaze. Moreno gently leaned in, taking advantage of the newly exposed skin, his lips tenderly meeting his wife’s neck again planting soft, lingering kisses that ignited the flames of their desire even higher. He parted her legs further as he positioned himself better between her thighs, dragging his crotch against her core letting her feel his hard-on.
“Baby, why don’t we take this to our bedroom where there’s more privacy,” he whispered grabbing her ass at the same time.
Estrela shook her head in disagreement. Without missing a beat, he held her thighs pulling her closer to the edge of the table. Her delicate balance was disrupted, resulting in her stumbling backward, her body landing gracefully on the table with a soft thud. He rolled up her dress and pulled off her thong. Lowering himself between her legs, he groaned, “Ever since you walked in the room, baby, I wanted you so bad.”
He ran his tongue slowly up the furrow of her exposed slit, dragging it over her folds and pulling the sweet tang of her nectar into his mouth. His lips and taste buds ignited with her taste and he wanted more. He drove his tongue inside her as far as he could reach, sliding a finger inside along with his tongue.
Soon, he was lapping and suckling hungrily at her swollen clit. He then slid another finger into her pussy, she chewed at her bottom lip and clutched at her breasts making his cock pulse hard. He had no idea how much longer he could keep from plunging his cock deep inside her. She massaged her perky breasts, pulling on her peach-hardened nipples.
Her spine arched while she moaned and her body flattened against the table again. He finally whipped both fingers and his tongue free of her body and stood up. He unzipped his pants, moving the flaps out of his way and pulling his dick out of his boxers. She glanced at his huge size, really huge size. Feeling proud to own his dick, it was all hers. He gripped his cock and rubbed the head over her pussy lips, wetting it. He pushed the head of his cock inside her sinking the rest of his cock into her tight cunt. Her wetness along with the heat gripped at his cock.
Teasing her, he pulled out and plunged in again deeper this time. He began stroking his cock in and out of her core with a casual pace. Her legs encircled him as he drove harder. His hands held onto her bouncing breasts while he rocked in and out, tracing her nipples and kneading them. Estrela began to moan loudly at the feel of her husband plunging his cock into her even harder and deeper. Her nails borrowed into his fisted hands that now laid on the table at her sides.
Slowing his pace he asked, “Shit, baby, am I hurting you?”
“Mmm, no- babe, I’m fine”, she replied between moans.
Not quite believing her, he assured her, “Fuck, I love you so fucking much, my star. I loved you more every fucking day.”
Moreno wanted to lean over her and slide his tongue into her mouth, but that would result in him having to go balls-deep into her and he didn’t want to cause her that pain. So, he settled for doing so afterward with his dick out of her. He continued, however, slamming into her with a voracious volley of desperate thrusts. He slammed into her so heavily, that even the table made loud noises as it was dragged backward.
Her legs wrapped around him tighter than ever, pulling him further in. He held her hips as he thrust harder until he was panting for breath and his brain was spinning with the flood of her wet heat flushing around his cock.
He growled out, “Fucck!, I’m about to cum, baby… Cum with me!”
Her body following his orders, Estrela reached her peak where every muscle in her contracted and then released. As his wife came, Moreno could feel her tightening and exploding all over his dick.
She lost her energy completely after such a satisfying fuck. She slowly got up and started straightening her clothes. Moreno handed her some paper towels to clean off his cum on her inner thigh while he too freshened up. He then held her to him and she burrowed her face into the crook of his neck and shoulder.
