Revenge And Love Against My Mafia Ex-Husband
Chapter 24

-We can't do anything, you're drugged, tomorrow you'll hate me, let's take a cold shower. -And he tried to put her in the shower while she kissed his neck.

-I will hate you if you leave me initiated again, I want you to love me, let's love each other without limitations that clothes or skin impose on us," he said while he tried to undo her shirt pulling it from the sides, causing the buttons to pop off, but his clumsy strength was not enough for that. -We can't do something we'll regret later," he said as he went into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

-No, it's too cold, but come too," shouted Ximena pulling him in, making him get wet too, even with his designer clothes.

-ha-ha-ha-ha," laughed Ximena while Angelo could not stop looking at how the white robe that the doctor had put on him got wet, sticking to him and revealing her breasts that were proud, seeming to point at him, inviting him to feed until all his hungers were satiated.

-Don't be satisfied with just watching, my little angel, come and do to me what no one has ever been able to do before. -said Ximena, taking off her doctor's gown and finishing taking off her bra.

-Wait, better tomorrow, when we are in full use of our faculties," said Angelo, unable to stop looking at her.

-No, master, you already lost, it won't happen again, you won't escape me," said Ximena taking off her little white panties and throwing them in his face.

-Wait, you might catch a cold," smiled Angelo, already unable to continue with his ideals, although he wondered if he would be a freeloader or, on the contrary, he should do it to relieve himself of what he had been given, what if complications would arise, would that act he had imagined so many times now become a sacrifice, what happened was that he did not want to be a freeloader, the one who now allowed it tomorrow would surely censure him, increasing the inconveniences.

-She threw herself like a lioness at her prey, kissing him, silencing his objections, at the same time that her hormones were also blocking his reasoning.

She ripped off his shirt, while he unbuttoned his pants, they walked kissing wetly to the bed, where they lay down turning around, Ximena thought she was going crazy with that smell that excited her so much, she took off his boxer shorts and without any qualms she grabbed him, caressing him, feeling that vibrating piece of Angelo that her body demanded, that demanded him as if it were a piece of her own that was on the run, and escaped from him: -wow it's huge, and does it all fit?

Angelo laughed thinking it was a joke and answered her:

-No, don't worry, only a little piece fits, the one that is attached to the pelvis.

Angelo also began to kiss her, first on her neck, down her shoulders and then on her breasts, tasting that sweet taste, trying to put them all in his mouth, checking that that cup was like a "C" and did not have implants or something like that, he kept going down eager to taste other flavors, those of her intimate area and she stopped him by the head telling him:

-no, cochino, no, -with a voice between excited and embarrassed, -he continued kissing her breasts, going up to her neck and mouth, he tried to explore with his hands, but Ximena's hands blocked him and at the same time invited him to touch her. Angelo could not stand this game any longer, he tried to enter her and her moans upset him at the same time he could not replace the opening, he did not enter, he tried with his fingers, but her furtive hands did not allow him to stay long, he tried without stopping kissing her so that the moment would not be extinguished, but he could not enter it seemed to be fighting against an iron wall, finally he got a finger to mark the way and with the help of the others he could put the tip, -Oh! -Ximena gave a small scream, throwing her hips backwards, expelling the intruder.

Angelo broke into a sweat, driven by the desperation that seemed that once again he would not be able to satiate his desires, however, her hugs and kisses invited him to enter, to not give up, again he grabbed it with his hand and rubbed it up and down as if it were a brush, painting Ximena's face with the colors of the sunset, and like a yawn he could again insert the small head and move it gently without forcing it to enter, feeling how she moaned to the rhythm of his movements and her face of pleasure, it was as if he was tasting a delicacy at the same time, little by little he introduced it more, watching the small cries of pain that escaped him as he deepened his onslaught until he reached the top, without stopping kissing her now he moved like a piston. Making music she was like a violin producing moaning music, an opera in climax she hugged Angelo hard against her wanting him to come inside her skin, melting into one being, she felt she touched heaven, she looked at him feeling the luckiest woman to have such a handsome man inside her, or being a part of her, she kissed him in several ways to absorb him, wanting this moment to be eternal. She felt her body burning with desire and at the same time she was satisfied, Angelo rammed like a beast, his indomitable battering ram, he warned her with tickles that he was close to the end, he pulled him out avoiding to develop inside, he did not know if she was careful and did not want to bring child without planning, he pulled him out sneezing is Ximena's belly, and she very tender said: -ah, this man peed on me!

Angelo was astonished, those sayings and procedures, besides the red stains he saw on the sheets, confirmed Ximena's virginity, and what she said about being married was just to keep him at a distance or to keep him out of control, as a test, a cruel test that if she really cared, he lay down next to her to hug her, Ximena kissed him almost getting stuck again, her shyness was leaving, taking him again, caressing him, Angelo tried to do the same and this time he got no impediments, he could explore her intimacy until he could not stand it and put her on top of him to ride him like a thoroughbred, again she was a tenor that touched the sky, lowering stars that left color on her face and they spent night and day in that way, giving each other love expressed with their flesh, calming the desires that their bodies provoked, longing for their vigors to extend and not feeling neither hungry nor sleepy, nor anything else but to kiss and fill each other with caresses.