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Before he says a word, I can tell by the growing look of surprise in his eyes that I'm right. "It looks like I'm going to be eating out that pretty pink pussy."
The way he talks. My breathing goes shallow, and my heart starts to beat wildly in my chest in anticipation.
"But first tell me about the counter interrogation techniques."
Wait. What?
I glare. "Are you serious?"
"Absolutely."
It's just another way of teasing me. Putting off the pleasure to make it bigger.
However, this is one topic that's guaranteed to douse my ovaries with ice water. "That was a specialized course Zio Giovi got me for my 18th birthday. He thought it would help me deal with Francesco since I was home from boarding school and in his sights more often."
"Did it?" Severu asks, pulling my body into his, like he wants to protect me from my past.
"Yes. I couldn't stop him from hurting me, but I could stop from losing myself in the process."
"Why didn't Giovi come to my dad or me?"
I can only guess, but I'm sure I'm right. "He thought like I did. You might demote Francesco, but that wouldn't have protected me, or even Zio Giovi. My father would have been free to keep abusing me and filled with resentment and hatred for me costing him his position. I also think Zia Lora told him not to, she might have even threatened to tell the don that her husband was lying. I never realized how important her status was to her until we talked at the funeral."
"She might have been kinder to you, but she and Francesco were cut from the same cloth."
I nod, but I'm done talking about depressing subjects. "Enough talk about the past. You owe me an orgasm."
"Just one? I'm hurt you have so little faith in my oral skills."
And just like that, arousal surges through me.
I learn just how incredible it feels to be eaten out while lying on a table, my knees raised and my feminine core open completely to him, as he proves that his oral skills are more than up to the challenge of sending my body spasming with multiple orgasms.
He's carrying me to our room after and I realize what this tight and then expansive feeling in my chest is.
I have fallen completely and irrevocably in love with my mafia don husband.
Chapter 40
CATALINA
I don't know why, but I somehow expected the whirlwind of social engagements Aria insists I need to attend as the don's wife to taper off. Eventually.
They haven't. This fundraiser today is so not my thing. Yoga? Yes. Walking a 5K on city streets? Not so much.
"Why can't we just donate the money?" I ask her, trying not to whine and not entirely sure I'm succeeding. "Isn't a walk-a-thon beneath the dignity of a don's wife and mother?"
"Don't be silly,cara. I've been doing this fundraiser for ten years. Trust me, it's important. It sends a positive message. And it's fun."
"Most important being that I can protect my family and am not afraid for them to be in public." Severu bends down to kiss his mother's cheek as he joins us at the breakfast table.
I don't usually see him for breakfast, but the 5K starts at a godawful 7:30 AM. Any later and it would be too hot. Summertime in New York city is no joke.
"Not that we won't have guards. Some will be on the walk with us, others on the sidelines, following us." Aria smiles up at her son. "Severu will always keep us safe."
I don't reply but I do return Severu's kiss when he places one on my lips.
"So, you want me to do this?" I ask him when he sits down.
