When The Mafia Cries

Dirty Cobra

Maybe it was the way his hands around her body made her feel safe, or maybe it was the way he kissed her that made her heart beat faster, or maybe it was the feel of his hard arousal brushing against her thighs as they shared that moment; whatever it was, it made Gabriella want more of it and she couldn't think of anything else but finishing what she had started with Andre. She was wet for him, she was eager, and she wanted him to make love to her right where they were.

Andre, on the other hand, was also eager but by the pace at which he let his hands and lips do their deed, you wouldn't suspect it. He trailed hot kisses down the nape of her neck until his mouth found her cleavages and he kissed them thoroughly and pulled the top of her dress down so he could have a better view of them. They were now in full view and he kissed the tip of her n*****s softly, and then, roughly but not too rough so she wouldn't get scared. He gently bit down on one of her n*****s and swiftly switch over to the other one and as his teeth pressed into them, Gabriella felt like she was about to explode from the pleasure he was giving her.

"Oh," she moaned softly, and that soft lone sound was a signal to Andre that she was enjoying it and that he should continue.

He took his lips back to hers and kissed her yet again, moving his strong hands to the back of her dress so he could undo her zipper. As he did this, she also made her hands useful by sliding them down from Andre's rock-hard chest to his even harder stomach and then to the zipper of his trousers. They kept kissing as they undid each other's zippers and Gabriella took off his belt and tossed it aside.

Andre lifted her dress and stuck his hand within her panties and his finger made contact with her wet p***y. At his touch, Gabriella felt a wonderful sensation that she hadn't felt in a long time. His fingers were moving around her v****a, doing mad things to her mind as they stroked and swirled around in there, giving her pleasure and ecstasy, unlike anything she had ever experienced.

"Do you like that, Gabriella?" Andre asked softly, with his mouth pressed against the side of her face.

"Uh-huh," she managed to mutter out softly with her eyes closed.

"Do you want me to go on?" He asked again.

"Yes," she answered.

And with her consent, Andre lifted her off her knees and gently placed her on her back on the leaf-covered ground and slid himself over her so his face could be between her legs and he would be facing the beauty between them.

"Are you ready?" He raised his head and asked, catching a glimpse of her eyes with his.

This time she didn't say anything. She just nodded affirmatively and as his tongue touch the tip of her c**t, she swung her head back and groaned in pleasure as he serviced her with his wet mouth.

Gabriella had never known pleasure like this although she had been with a man before when she was a lot younger. She remembered that experience and she could tell for a fact that although she had liked it, it was nothing compared to what she was experiencing right now.

The way his tongue moved around her p***y sent several sparks of orgasmic release through her entire body and as much as it was unbearable to take, she didn't want him to stop.

"Are you sure you want this?" Andre asked after he was done.

"Just shut up and f**k me," Gabriella replied, shocking Andre with the intensity of her desire and even shocking herself with her sudden outburst.

Andre lowered his trousers, exposing his manhood to Gabriella's eyes which was as glorious as she'd imagined it would be. He made his tongue wetter and touched it with his palm before rubbing the tip of his arousal to get it wet for easier access into Gabriella. He bent lower and slowly slid his key into her lock and as he enter through her box, a groan of pure ecstasy escaped his lips and hers simultaneously.

Andre drove deep into her several times, f*****g her with so much force and virility as he had never done before. She was so sweet and although they weren't in the perfect setting or location, she still tasted good and he was loving every second of it.

"Keep going! f**k me harder," she begged.

Andre knew she was foul-mouthed outside the bedroom, but he never thought she was also like that during s*x. But, that didn't matter for now; all that mattered was to make her wish his command and so, he sped up the intensity of his strokes, driving harder and deeper into her, causing her to moan and scream at the sheer power of his lovemaking.

They went at it for several minutes, alternating between several different positions with either her on top of him or her beneath him. At a certain point, they both were on their knees and he was behind her, slamming himself into her backdoor while cupping her boobs with both his hands.

"You're going to make me c*m so hard," he said behind her ear.

"Do it," she urged, groaning as loudly as he was.

After a few more strokes, Andre felt himself about to bust into her. He slowed down his pace and grabbed her, placing one hand by her hip and the other on her lower back as he shot his load into her, causing the both of them to moan as they felt the release.

They were both breathing heavily after the climax of their session and Andre fell to the ground by his back and she rested on top of him by her front. They were both sweating and panting hard but it was well worth it because they had both just experienced what could only be the best s*x either of them had ever had.

They were done now. Their s****l tension had been released and they had gotten it out of their system. Reality began to set in again and the beautiful moment that they had shared began to dissipate as they swung back into the real world.

"We should be heading back. My men must be wondering where I am," Andre said before moving her hand off his body so he could put on his clothes properly.

He wasn't being cold, Gabriella knew that but she just couldn't help but feel like he was. However, she didn't try to make a big deal about his desire for them to leave without first talking about what just happened between them. She also got up and pulled her dress up so it could cover her exposed breasts. She slipped her underwear back into place, put on her shoes and shook the dirt out of her hair. That was when she spotted something on the ground, covered by fallen leaves on the forest floor. She reached out and grabbed it, and as soon as she felt it, she knew what it was.

Andre wasn't facing her as he buckled his belt and tucked in his shirt. He didn't realise yet that his gun was nowhere to be found. That was when he heard a c**k from behind him and he sighed in annoyance as he turned around.

"How many times do we have to go through this, Gabriella?" He asked as she pointed the gun at him.

"As many times as it takes," she replied.

"Was this your plan? Sleep with me just so I could be distracted long enough for you to swipe my gun and escape?" He asked with a raised brow.

"Turn around," she ordered him, completely ignoring his question.

"Come on, Gabriella. You've pointed a gun at me before and that didn't go too well for you, remember? We both know that you're not going to pull that trigger so why don't you just give me back the gun and we can..," he was saying as he took a few steps forward, causing her to fire the weapon into the air to get him to stop.

"Don't come any closer or the next shot goes in your head," she warned.

Andre could tell now that she was being serious so he decided not to test her. He turned around as per her instruction and she quickly backed away from him until she was out of sight. Gabriella ran until she made it back onto the road. She saw Andre's car and quickly went over to it. The door was wide open because he hadn't shut it when he pursued her into the forest and she entered the vehicle.

She quickly search around the vehicle, trying to find the keys so she could start it and drive out of there but she couldn't locate it.

"Where the f**k are the goddamn keys?' she cursed out as she searched.

"Are you looking for these?" Andre suddenly asked her from outside the driver's side of the car, waving the keys of the car in front of him.

She quickly raised the gun and just before she could point it at him, he grabbed her hand and snatched the weapon right out of her hand.

"You are one feisty Italian, I have to say but it's not going to be that easy to get away from me," Andre said before placing the gun behind him.

"Move to the other seat," he ordered, pointing at the passenger side.

Gabriella thought about going out through that door and trying to run again but she knew she wouldn't get far before he caught her. He had his gun back and she was also very tired so it was not worth it...not this time anyway.

She moved over to the passenger seat and Andre entered the car.

"Put on your seatbelt and don't even think about trying anything, Gabriella. Do you understand me?" He asked humourlessly.

She didn't give him an answer but she did put on her seatbelt as he had instructed. After that, she turned her head to her window so she wouldn't have to look at him.

Andre put the key in and turned on the car but before he stepped on the gas, he took out his phone and called Alphonso.

"Yes, boss?"

"I have her. I'm taking her back to the estate so make sure the plane leaves with the kids without any problem and then, meet us back at the house," Andre instructed.

"Yes, boss."

He hung up the phone and made the car move forward.

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Andre took a much longer route going back to his estate so it took them a few hours to get there. When they arrived, it was almost sundown and Gabriella was so exhausted that she had fallen asleep in the car.

"Okay, we're here. Get out of the car," Andre said without looking at her.

She didn't move which made him reach over so he could say it again, this time with a touch, and that was when he noticed that she was fast asleep.

"A weird specimen you are, miss Rossi. A weird specimen indeed," he said softly.

Andre got out of the car and went over to her side. He opened the door, took Gabriella in his arms and carried her inside as she slept.

As he did this, Percival, the knight who had been tasked by the King's Gold to rescue her, was watching from afar through his binoculars. He could see Gabriella and as he did, a smile appeared on his face.

"Very soon, miss Gabriella. Very soon," he said.

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Andre placed Gabriella on her bed and moved aside a lock of hair from her face. He wanted to wake her so she could shower before sleeping but he decided against it.

He stared at her with a strange look on his face, one that couldn't be discerned. He was in awe of this woman and he didn't know why. He leaned over to her and kissed her on the cheek.

"Good night, Gabriella," he whispered and got up to leave.

He walked to the door, only for him to stop in his tracks when he heard her voice.

"Andre?" She called out, making him turn around.

It was the first time that she addressed him by his actual name and hearing her say it was satisfactory to him. What she said next was, however, not as satisfying.

"You won't be able to kill her. Rather, she'll kill you. I know my mother, I've felt her wrath, I've seen what she's capable of and because of that, I know that you won't win this war you've started with her.

You may be a killer like her but you're restricted, merciful, and somewhat kind, but she, she is the exact opposite and that is why she'll win."

"We'll see," Andre replied before walking out.