Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad-Chapter 765 : Needs

*Cat*

I paced in front of the door, unable to sit down and wait for Elio. He had spoken to me only long enough to tell me that the meeting had gone horribly and that we were going to go to war. I didn’t know what he meant by that, but I knew it wasn’t going to be good.

I was already bracing myself for Elio to insist that I be locked away in a safe house until every last one of Ignacio’s men had been killed. I knew that I would have to play that conversation very carefully.

I would never let Elio lock me away, but I also didn’t want him to feel like he had to fight me when it came to protecting our baby. It was tough being pregnant and knowing that my actions affected the safety of more than just myself. I would never forgive myself if I stubbornly put our baby in danger simply because I refused to go into hiding, but at the same time, I knew that I couldn’t spend my life running away from our problems.

When Elio finally came through the door, I couldn’t stop myself from running and practically jumping into his arms. No matter how stressful our lives were, he was always my security blanket. I knew that I could wrap myself in his arms and immediately everything wouldn’t seem so bad.

Elio wrapped his arms around my tightly and rested his head on top of mine. He sighed deeply and I knew he was troubled with everything that had just occurred.

“What happened?” I asked, hoping he would be honest with me.

“The whole meeting was bullshit.” He led me to the couch and encouraged me to sit down, then wrapped his arm around me. “Ignacio never wanted to strike a deal. It was obvious from the second we got there that he just wanted to intimidate us. He sat there with a smug look on his face the entire time like he knew something we didn’t. I told him we’d work with him, told him that with our arms deals and his drug running, we could do something huge. He didn’t give a fuck. He just didn’t care at all.” Elio’s arm tightened around me as he remembered the frustration he felt. “I told him he made a huge mistake to make an enemy out of me.”

I nodded, a smile toying at my mouth. I hated to hear Elio so frustrated and I wished the meeting had gone well, but there was something undeniably sexy about the aggression in his voice. I loved it when he got worked up. Elio was normally so unflappable, and Lord knew I had put him through plenty of stress over the years. Seeing him letting this angry, mafia Don side of him to the surface did something to me that I never really expected.

“He did make a huge mistake. I know you’ll make his life hell,” I said, leaning against Elio so my breasts pressed against him. I kissed the side of his neck and felt his pulse throbbing angrily along.

“Oh, not just that, I’m going to pick them apart one by one. They threatened my family. They fucking shot you! I will never let that happen again. I won’t rest until every single one of his men has been destroyed, and then I’ll take care of Ignacio myself. He will regret the day he made an enemy out of me, and their entire organization in LA will be destroyed. Nobody hurts my family and gets away alive.” His eyes were blazing with straight fury.

I licked my lips as I watched him work through his emotions. His jaw was tensed and the muscles in his neck and shoulders were bulging. His entire body felt like a rock next to mine, and I suddenly found myself hot with desire.

I moved so that I was straddling him, my belly cradled safely between us. I rested my hands on his shoulders and leaned forward to kiss a trail down his neck. He closed his eyes and groaned, but before I could pull his shirt off, he stopped me.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just... I don’t know if this is a good idea, baby. I’m really worked up right now, and besides, you’ve had a lot going on lately too. I’m terrified of hurting you.” He looked up at me with such worry in his eyes, that I couldn’t help but be overcome by love.

“Elio, you would never hurt me. I’m perfectly fine, and if anything feels wrong, I’ll tell you so that you can stop. I promise, I want this. And I can tell you want it too.” I rocked back and forth across his quickly hardening cock. “Let me make you feel good. Let me help you relax. I want to show you how sexy it is to me when you get all protective.”

He chuckled darkly. “You never like it when I get protective. What’s going on?”

“I never like it when you keep things from me or try to force me to do what you want. But when you’re threatening people’s lives because of me? When you’re telling me every single detail? That, I love.” I pressed my lips to his, not bothering with gentleness for a single second as I thrust my tongue against his and then tugged on his lip with my teeth.

Elio growled and quickly took control of the kiss, sliding his tongue against mine and returning my love bites with some of his own. He moved his mouth down and kissed along my neck until I was squirming and moaning, then pulled back so he could look at me.

“You like that?” His eyes were dark with lust as he looked me up and down. “You want more?”

“Yes, please,” I moaned, pulling at his shirt in a desperate attempt to get it off of him.

He chuckled at my desperation, but quickly obliged me by pulling his shirt off for me. I ran my hands up and down his muscled torso, relishing the way he felt.

He was still just as strong as the day I’d met him, which was saying a lot considering he had only been in his early twenties back then. I had never been a particularly vain woman, but my husband’s looks were one thing that I found I was extremely vain about. I loved showing him off.

“Your turn,” he said before roughly pulling my own shirt off of me.

The sudden coolness against my skin sent goosebumps down my arms, but I barely had time to adjust before Elio reached around my back and unhooked my bra, pulling it off of my arms and baring my breasts.

“Been thinking about these all day,” he grunted as he leaned forward and took my left nipple into his mouth. I buried my hands in his hair and arched my back, giving him better purchase.

As he worked his magic, I closed my eyes and gave in to every moan and sigh that came out of me. It felt far too good to worry about whether or not I sounded sexy. I just wanted more–more Elio’s touch, more of his mouth, more of his love. I could never get enough. He was the perfect man, and even better, he was mine in every way. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Elio moved to my right breast and immediately cupped my left with his hand; gently kneading the places where he had sucked and bitten at my skin. Even when he thought he was being rough with me, he was exceptionally gentle. Every touch was so filled with love and care, it was impossible not to feel safe with him. I knew that I could trust him with everything I had, and so I did.

“Need to taste you,” he groaned before getting up and settling me back on the couch with him kneeling between my knees.

My skirt was riding up my thighs in an obscene way that I knew had him desperate for more. He didn’t hesitate to pull it down and fling it across the room, followed quickly by my panties.

Elio buried his face between my thighs, not bothering to give me time to warm up and instead thrusting his tongue deep inside me. The sudden movement made me squeal, but he didn’t stop. He knew I wanted this, and I knew he needed it.

Keeping his tongue pressed tight against me, he moved slowly up from my core to my clit, teasing rough circles around before going back down and pushing his tongue inside me. He used two fingers to spread me wider, stretching me almost too far, but stopping just at my limit so that the pleasure eclipsed the tension.

After a few more thrusts, he moved his tongue back up to my clit and settled his fingers inside of me, searching for my G-spot while sucking at me. My pleasure built to unbelievable heights, but just as I thought I was going to spill over the edge, he pulled away from me entirely.

“Stand up, put your hands on the back of the couch,” he commanded as he stood up and took off his pants.

His demand sent a shot of heat right to my core. If I hadn’t already been soaking wet, I would’ve gotten to that point just from his words alone. I did as he commanded, turning so that I was leaned over the couch with my ass and pussy bared in his direction. He nudged against me, pausing to ensure that I was ready for it, then sank inside with a quick thrust.

I moaned as his thrust hit all the right places and pulled me right back to the point of no return. Within what felt like seconds, I was already clenching my pussy involuntarily as waves of pleasure ripped through me.

Elio met every wave with another deep thrust, holding my hips tightly so that I couldn’t move away from him. Before I knew it, yet another orgasm was screaming toward me and I was simply putty in Elio’s hands as he drove deep inside me again and again.

“Oh, fuck, baby,” he groaned as he felt me orgasm for a second time. “I needed this.” Each word was punctuated with another thrust.

His movements became rough and wild as he got closer to his own release, and soon he was jerking against me, moaning my name as he came.

The second he finished, he helped me up and wrapped his arms around me. “Was that okay?” he asked softly. “I know I was too rough.”

I laughed, my heart swelling at his sweet concerns. “Of course that was okay. Elio, that was amazing! I told you, you don’t have to worry about hurting me. I would tell you if I didn’t like it.”

Relief colored his face as he pulled me tighter against his chest. “I just love you so much, Caterina.”

“I love you, too,” I whispered against his chest, safe and warm in his arms. This was exactly what we both had needed.