Marry Me Mafia

Undone Completely

Nico froze at that moment. The words she had said had caught him so off guard, Renee had to repeat herself to make certain he heard her. The look in her eyes was all heat and hunger. "Nico," she pulled his belt off and was working down his zipper, "I said, I want you inside me, now." Her fingers were touching him. He was all hot iron and smooth velvety skin. His mind was swimming with the sensation of her holding him. She palmed him gently, her fingers cupped his balls, stroking him possessively. Nico tipped his head back, 'God her fingers are so soft.' He held her in his arms as she explored his body. Nico pulled his shirt and ruined vest off, tossing them to the floor beside them, giving her full access. He dipped his head and nipped her collarbone, before chasing each gentle bite with his tongue. "Baby," he breathed into her neck, "are you sure?" Renee's eyes were glassed over from her orgasm. "Please?' was all she could say. Nico's last shred of control was gone in that instance. He pulled Renee onto the floor of the plane, feathering her thighs with kisses as he crawled up her body. He pulled the linen and silk over her head, cupping her breast in his large hand, he pulled the soft mesh cup down, and took her n****e in his teeth, suckling and lavishing her with his tongue. Renee slammed her eyes shut from the intense pleasure, until she could see little stars behind her eyes. "Oh, s**t, Nico!" she moaned, "please don't stop." One hand came down to rest on her hip, the other slipped between them, fingers began working her c**t. "Not a chance in hell, baby. You're mine," he growled into her chest. Little moans escaped her mouth with her fast broken breaths. She was so wet, when Nico reached out and lined himself up, sliding into her entrance, it was like finding home. "s**t so, tight! So perfect, Bella!" he grunted. He found her mouth and kissed her, wanting to possess and map every part of her. Renee's eyes flew open the second he entered her, she clenched her walls, wanting to draw out every growl and moan from him and know it was because of her. She watched him, as he watched her and it was so hot. Renee's mouth fell open, her throat was so dry but she wanted more. She could feel the pull of their bodies drawing tight, and from his face, she knew Nico was close too. He was punishing her, drawing himself out almost completely. She felt the loss of him and his magnificent heat. She moaned at the loss, before he was slamming back in and pounding her hard and fast. She could see stars. Her hands were in his hair, forehead to forehead. He took everything she offered, and gave back so much more. "Bella, so beautiful under me! God, I love the sound this beautiful p***y makes. You're so f*****g sexy and dirty Bella. f**k!" It was like he was chanting a mantra. The two of them together, entangled so closely you would never know where one started and the other stopped. Nico's fingers were on her c**t, his thumb brushed it before pressing down and slamming back into her with fury. "Nico! I'm...oh s**t!" Her body snapped tight, her legs wrapped so tight around his waist it neared pain, but her inner walls were fluttering so tightly around his c**k. "Oh! God oh f**k Nico!" she screamed. He kept going, pounding into her. The friction was delicious, and moments later he came, violently. "f**k!" he growled. He pushed into her fully, his balls slapping her ass; feeling himself release rope after rope of hot c*m inside her. Nico held her close, not wanting to leave her. He stayed inside her, letting her ride out her orgasm. Her spasms pushed his c*m out until it was dripping on the carpeted floor of the jet, mixing her own fluids. Nico kissed her forehead softly, wiping the hair and sweat from her face. "s**t," his breath was ragged. "Bella, f**k that was." He couldn't think of the words. Renee's finger came up under his chin. "Mind-blowing?" she smirked at him, slowly licking her lips. "f**k, you're going to kill me, Bella." was all he could say, his hand cupped her face. They laid on the floor tangled together, not knowing what came next. Nico went soft inside her, and still didn't want to leave her. She still had her legs wrapped around him, holding him there. "Mmm..." he moaned, "I don't want to leave you. Feel so good, with you just holding me." He gazed at her face, sweat-soaked, hair damp and smelling like he had just f*****g her on the floor of his private jet. "The plane will probably start descending soon, we should get ready," Renee whispered. Nico rolled off of her, slipping out of her softly. "There's a bathroom in the back, baby," he said, kissing her cheek. "I'm going to change, since you ruined my suit." "Hey, you completely destroyed my outfit too, you know!" she called back as she walked to the rear of the plane. "I'll have to see if I have anything, departure ready now in my carry on." Nico smiled, but said nothing watching as she walked completely naked to the back of the plane, carry on in hand. Nico walked over to the small closet before the bathroom, and pulled out a black garment bag. Inside was another 4 piece Italian cut suit in charcoal grey with a black shirt. He changed efficiently, smoothing his hair out with a small comb. He walked back to the cabin, picking up the destroyed clothes they'd left behind. The room smelled like they had definitely had s*x, and the damp spots on the floor and leather sofa weren't going to save them either.

Renee used the towels in the bath and the small cabin shower to clean herself up quickly. God, she could still feel his c*m leaking out of her. Her thighs were still shaking, and she could see the hickeys blooming across her chest. She looked like she had been thoroughly f****d, and she was still smiling. After digging through her carry-on, she found a black midi pencil skirt, and a white silk blouse with a high-collared neckline. It was her go to look whenever she had to appear in court. Professional, feminine and it would have to do. She combed her hair with her fingers, and used her makeup wipes to remove the remains of her destroyed mascara and lipstick. She freshened her face back up, and opened the door of the bathroom. Nico was sitting back in his chair, in a charcoal grey suit, his drink was refilled. He looked up and couldn't help himself. "You look like a sexy librarian," he winked. The overhead speaker crackled, then the pilot's voice came over, "Sir, we have begun our approach and should be on the tarmac in 20 minutes. Please secure any loose cargo, return to your seats, and buckle up. We will be arriving at LaGuardia shortly." Renee sat down across from Nico, and buckled her seatbelt. Nico finished his drink and buckled his own seatbelt. That sexy smugness had returned as he looked at her, that sexy eyebrow raised slightly, "Welcome to New York."