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admittedly, we realize that we are sailing by boat, but that did not bother me at all

put on black lacquered pins with a tip. I added a wide bracelet to it from

Hermes in the color of shoes and I considered myself stunning, still slim future

mom.

Olga instead put on her standard look a sophisticated prostitute,

putting on a colorful silk tunic from Dolce & Gabbana, which barely covered her ass.

You should actually put shorts under it, but who would think about it. Because of the same

the size of the foot was paradise in my wardrobe. After ten minutes, she finally chose exorbitantly

high heels and matching purse.

- Oh fuck! She said, looking at her watch. - We have fifteen minutes. - After a moment of panic

the time has come for reflection. " Actually, why will he tell me how much time we have to have? "

When we are ready, we will come down.

I started laughing and pulled her into the bathroom. Makeup and hair actually took us

a little more time than we thought, but we managed very quickly. Black,

strongly traced eyes and red lipstick perfectly matched my today's

image of a polite, elegant future wife.

Coming out of the bathroom, I discovered with horror Domenic standing in the room. He was

elegant and refined, even more than usual. Dressed in a black suit and dark shirt,

suddenly he amazingly reminded me of his brother. Carefully combed back hair

they uncovered his boyish face and highlighted big lips.

At one point I felt someone panting behind my back. Olo brought her lips closer

my ear and whispered in our mother tongue:

" Do you fucking see it? " I can't stand it and kneel before him.

The young Italian watched us with undisguised amusement, and when another passed by

one second of our stillness, he said, grinning:

- I wanted to check how you are doing and whether there is a chance that we will leave before the wedding.

I took Olo's hand, which was barely standing from her nerves, and pretended unmoved.

towards the stairs. In the garden, we took off our shoes and, taking them in our hand, headed for

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platform.

When I saw Titan's gray hull on the horizon, it made me feel hot

memory of my first night with Massim. I stopped and Olga didn't notice

absentmindedly, she fell on my back.

- What's up, Lari? She asked worriedly, looking at my face.

" It's over there, " I said, pointing to the yacht. - It all started there.

I was overcome by emotion. My heart was pounding and I was just thinking about how

the fastest to be at Czarny.

- Lord first. Domenico pointed at the small steps towards the motorboat and gave me his hand.

We sat back comfortably in white armchairs and after a while we rushed across the sea

towards the monumental boat. Young Italian and Olo cut off each other, pretending to be

uninterested and I was thinking about that night. Without realizing it, I put it in

finger to lips, and after a while I felt a heat wave spreading across my body. I wanted him, no

I saw it, I could not feel its smell and touch, and yet at the mere mention I was already like that

horny that I had the impression that I was exploding.

" Stop it, Lari, " Olo said. - I see what you do with this finger. Not even

I have to ask what you think.

I smiled, shrugged, and put my hands on the white skin of the chair.

The motorboat was slowly approaching the side of the yacht, and I was wondering why I was stupid

high-heeled shoes. If it weren't for them, I could hop on board and run to Czarny.

Domenico got out first and helped us to leave the boat. I looked up

and I saw Massim standing at the top of the stairs. He looked captivating, dressed in gray

single-breasted suit and white unbuttoned shirt. I wanted him so badly that even if he stood

out there in a clown costume, he would make the same impression on me. However, I decided to play

elegant and unshakeable, I walked slowly towards him without taking my eyes off

my delightful man. When I approached him, he reached out and without a word

led me to the table. After a while, Olga and Domenico sat with us.

The waiter served the wine and after a few minutes everyone sank into the conversation about tomorrow

ceremony. However, I was interested in more prosaic matters: I was only thinking about sex.

I tried to tame my own mind, but to no avail. What is happening with me?,

I repeated in my mind, trying to get into the atmosphere of the situation. After a few minutes I was already

very annoyed and irritable. I stared at every person who said something trying

doing the smartest face in the world, but I didn't fake it well. By

my head was flying with ideas on how to pull Black away from the table. I thought that

I could simulate malaise, for example, but then he would panic and thread of sex.

I also thought about leaving ostentatiously, but then Olga would have overtaken him by throwing herself

follow me so that nothing would go out of my plan. Well, there's risk, it's fun, I thought.

- Massimo, can we have a word? I asked, getting up from the table and heading

towards the stairs to the lower deck.

Black slowly got up from the chair and followed me. I confused directions and as always

I got lost in the tangled door, looking sideways.

" I think I know what you're looking for, " he said, giving me an icy look.

He overtook me and opened a door after a few steps. When through them

I came in, closed it and turned the lock. I took a deep breath, remembering

an analogous situation from a few weeks ago.

- What do you want, Laura? Because I don't think you really want to talk.

I went into the living room and leaned on the table with both hands, slightly pulled up a short dress

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and gave him a lustful look. Massimo slowly approached me and very serious

watched what i was doing.

" I want you to fuck me now! " Fast and hard, I really need to feel you

in itself.

Black came up to me from behind and, grabbing his neck, put his belly on the table. He moved

a hand around my neck, tightening it tightly.

" Open your mouth, " he said imperiously and put two fingers in my mouth.

When they got wet, he put them under the lace of my panties and rubbed the entrance several times

to pussy. What a relief! I thought. I needed his touch ever since I saw Titan.

I arched, flexing my buttocks, and waited for him to enter me.

" Give me your hand, " he said, playing with his fingers inside me.

I gave him my hand and heard him unfasten his fly. After a while I felt under my fingers

what I wanted the most. His prick swelled, as if demanding caress, and Black

he just waited when he was ready.

" Enough, " he said, tilting my panties back.

I felt it slide inside me, and my whole body flexed. He grabbed me hard

hips and began to fuck at a frantic pace. He did it like an automaton, panting and whispering loudly

Italian. After two minutes, maybe three, the first orgasm came, after which I came yet

twice. When he decided that I had enough and my body fell limply, he left me.

" Kneel, " he hissed, taking the prick in his hand.

Collecting slowly from the table, I fell to my knees before him. He put it in without any resistance

it to my dry lips and once again gave the body a rush, ramming my tongue. He came

intensely, without making any sound, and then, exhausted, put his hands on the edge

table.

- Satisfied? He asked as I wiped my lips on the floor.

With undisguised joy, I nodded and closed my eyes. I was wondering if so

it will always be, or will keep turning me on for the rest of my life, and I will always have one for him

fancy.

When he came to his senses, he fastened his fly and sat down in the armchair opposite me. I turned

my head and with a smile I said:

- You know I got pregnant here?

He was silent for a moment, staring at me seriously.

- I think so, at least that's what I wanted.

I turned, looking at the ceiling. Well, actually everything is always like him

he wishes it, so it should not surprise me that it also happened because he wanted to.

After a while I got up and smoothed the dress. Black sat, never taking his breath away

me sight.

- Are we going I asked what he had risen to and walked toward the exit without a word.

The sun was already setting towards the west, and Domenico and Olga did very well without us.

" I don't give a fuck, " I heard Ola's voice. - Lari, look, dolphins!

The yacht sailed slowly, and next to it these amazing mammals jumped out of the water.

I took off my shoes and walked to the rail. There were a dozen or so, they played and jumped one by one

second. Massimo put his arms around me, kissing my neck. I felt like a little girl

who just showed a magic trick.

- I know the bachelorette party is striptease and drunkenness with friends at the club, but I have

hope that this will compensate for these shortcomings to a small extent.

I turned and looked into his eyes in surprise.

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- Deficiencies? Sailing with an almost 100-meter yacht with service, excellent food and you next door.

Is this what you call lack?

I looked at him in disbelief, and when my words didn't seem to work

impressions, I put a long, deep kiss on his lips.

" Besides, nobody would ever do me as well as you did ten minutes ago. " No alcohol

neither a friend nor a stripper.

With an inquiring look, he looked at me as if waiting for the rest

peanu in his honor. However, I decided to stop there, knowing that Massim's ego

it's still big enough. I turned my face toward the water with delight

I watched these amazing dolphin races with Titan. After a while my attention

caught something else.

Domenico and Olga were clearly interested in each other. Concerned a bit, I turned

to Black:

- Honey, explain to me Emi's relationship with Domenik. They are a couple, right?

Don leaned against the railing and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

- A couple? He frowned, running his hand through his hair. - I wouldn't put it that way...

No, it's not a relationship... But if in your country it is called... - he broke off and laughed lightly,

then he added: - But I respect your culture and conservative habits.

I grimaced and confused I was analyzing what he meant. I finally asked

directly:

- So what connects them?

- Like what? It's quite simple Little - sex. They are connected only by smoking. -

He laughed again and put his arm around me. - You didn't think it was love, did you?

I was thinking about what he was saying and I was suddenly afraid. I was hoping that's it

relationship and thanks to that Olga will safely survive the end of her stay here. Unfortunately for her and mine

Massimo's misfortune made me different. I watched my mating dance

friends and how Domenico behaved under his influence. I knew Olo had it

in the blood, that's why he and his whole body react so intensively to what she did. She wanted him and when

Olga wanted something, she looked a bit like a don. She just had to have it. I thought back to

our last conversation before leaving and I knew how this evening would end.

" Massimo, " I turned to Black. - Is there a chance they won't go with them to?

bed?

- If my brother wants it? He stared at me. - Rather faint. But

honey, they are adults, they make informed decisions, and I think it is not our business.

Well, not ours, I thought. You don't know what it means when Olga wants someone

get.

My friend's voice snapped me out of my thoughts:

- Lari, I want to go swimming.

" I think it fucked you up, " I said in Polish. " Besides, what are you doing, Olo? " You want

charge in the same as me?

Olga was stupid and stood still, staring at me.

- I see what you do. That you want to fuck him is one thing, and that you treat it like

a challenge is completely different.

At these words, Olo burst out laughing and hugged me.

- Lari, honey, I'll fuck him anyway. And you stop worrying about the whole world.

I shook my head and studied her eyes. I saw that he knew what he was doing and her

actions are well thought out. Well, I thought, it's not the first time I let her do it

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nonsense that will satisfy her first and then make her cry. Olga hated it

unfulfilled love, she experienced more the loss of something that she had not yet fully achieved

enjoy.

- Dessert? Domenico said, pointing to the table.

" This party is numb, " Olo said, walking towards him.

" Like with my parents, " I said, showing her language.

All four of us sat down again, and I almost threw myself into a fluffy dessert

with raspberries that was served. After eating three portions, I felt satisfied

gastronomically and full.

The young Italian pulled a small bag from his pants and tossed it on the table.

" Laura, I don't suggest you, but it's a bachelor party, so...? "

I looked at the white powder plastic bag and turned my eyes to Massim.

I knew very well what it was, and especially I remembered what happened last time

cocaine appeared in our relationship. However, I realized that forbidding him this

it won't do anything, because it will do whatever it wants.

Domenico got up from the table and after a while returned with a small mirror, which he scattered

contents of the bag, then start dividing it into short lines. I leaned toward

Black and pulled his ear to my lips.

- Remember, Massimo, that if you choose this entertainment, you will not be able to contact me

love. And I'm saying this not because I want to blackmail you, but because drugs go with

sperm will penetrate my body and your child will mature in it.

After these words, I straightened up again and took a sip of non-alcoholic wine that

incidentally, it was excellent and tasted identical to the percentages.

Black considered for a moment how to react, and when the young Italian gave it to him

split powder, just waved his hand, causing Domenic to be surprised. They exchanged several

sentences in Italian, and I looked at Massim's impassive gaze. After the last sentence, both

they burst out laughing. I had no idea what made them laugh, but what was most important was Massimo

refused. On the other hand, Olga was not as assertive and before she leaned over the table she said:

" Fire! " Shouted Napoleon. - Then she picked up two lines.

She pulled away from the mirror and rubbed the tip of her nose, nodded approvingly. I knew,

that this party is no longer for me and I do not want to watch what will happen later.

" I'm tired, " I said, looking at Black. - We spend the night on a boat, or

are we coming home?

He stroked my cheek and kissed my forehead.

- Come, I'll put you to sleep.

Olga winced and reached out, beckoning the waiter to pour her champagne.

" You're boring, Lari, " she said with a frown.

I turned toward her and, showing my middle finger, snapped back:

- I'm pregnant, Olo.

Massimo led me to the cabin and closed the door. Although I didn't feel like it

a shiver pierced me at the sight of this room, especially the sound of the lock. He hung up

jacket and came over to me, unbuttoning my dress. He let it slip slowly, then

he knelt and carefully removed my shoes. He reached into the bathroom hanger and after a while covered me

a soft dark bathrobe. I knew I didn't want to make love, I also knew that this one

the way he decided to show me love and respect.

We both took a shower and half an hour later we lay huddled in bed.

- You're not bored with me? I asked, stroking his cage. - Probably before

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I appeared, your life was much more interesting.

Massimo was silent. I raised my head to look at him. Although it was already in the room

completely dark, I felt him smiling.

" Well... I wouldn't call it boredom, and remember that I did it absolutely

deliberately, Laura. Have you forgotten you are kidnapped? - He kissed my crown

and entangled his fingers in my hair, hugging me tightly. - If you ask if I would like to go back to

life that I had before you, the answer is no.

- One woman for life... Are you sure of that?

Black rolled over and pressed me closer.

- You think it is better to move several different chicks at night and wake up in the morning

alone in bed? Earning money has long ceased to entertain me, so it is all that is left

strengthening the family. - He sighed. - You see, I did it all and lived like I did

of the day he started again, I had no one to pull it for. Every night different butts, sometimes parties,

drugs, then a hangover. This may seem cool, but how long? And when you get your thoughts

whether to end it, the question arises: why change it, if you do not know whether it is worth it or not

do you have for whom He sighed again. - I changed after the shot. As if I had a goal other than

existence itself.

" I don't quite understand your world, " I whispered, kissing his ear.

" I would be surprised if it were otherwise, Mał a, " he replied. - Unfortunately, whether you like it or not,

everything will change over time. You will know more and more about what I do and how we operate, but

not enough that this knowledge does not threaten you. - His fingers stroked my back. - Besides, no

you'll be able to talk to somebody about some situations, but for sure I'll tell you

about which There is such a thing as omerta, the informal law of the Sicilian mafia prohibiting

informing about activities and people who carry out orders. Until we get this

hold on, the family will be strong and unmoving.

- And who is Domenico?

Massimo laughed and turned on his back.

" Do you really want to talk about it the night before the wedding? "

- And you see a better time than now? I grunted slightly annoyed.

- All right, honey. Satisfied, he shoved me under his arm. - He's young

capo, or... How would you put it...? He paused, considering the answer. - He's in charge of the group

people who have, say, different tasks...

- For example, saving me... !?

- E. g. They also have less knightly responsibilities, but you won't know about it,

if you don't need it. Generally, it can be said that he earns money and watches over

clubs or restaurants.

I lay there thinking about how much Domenico deviates from the description he gave me

Black. For me he was a friend, almost a friend who supported me and chose me

Clothes. I'd sooner think he was gay than a dangerous group leader.

- So basically Domenico is not good?

Massimo laughed and couldn't calm down for a long moment.

- What is? Bad? He finally said. - Honey, we're a Sicilian mafia

and we're all bad. - He laughed. - If you mean if it's dangerous, then

yes, my brother is a very dangerous and unpredictable man. Can be

ruthless and firm and that is why he performs this and not another function. In many situations

I entrusted my life to him, and now I entrust yours too. I know he always does his thing

tasks with the utmost dedication and absolute diligence.

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- And I thought he was gay.

Black laughed again and turned on the light.

- Honey, you're going through yourself today. I adore you, but if I don't stop

laugh, I'll never sleep. He dropped into a pillow and put his head in his hands. - God, Domenico gay,

I think he pretended to be good to you. Yes, he loves fashion and knows about it, but

most Italians love her. What also came to your mind?

I winced and pouted my bottom lip.

- In Poland, few men know clothes. It means few heterophacets. -

I rolled over and lay on his chest, staring into black eyes. - Massimo, but he doesn't do anything

will Olga do?

Black swallowed and gave me a calm, serious look, frowning slightly

eyebrows.

- Baby, he's dangerous to people who threaten the family. As for women,

as you have seen in recent weeks, it rather treats you like a treasure that you need

protect than enemies that must be destroyed. He stared at me, seeking understanding.

- In the worst case, he pushes her so that she won't move tomorrow, that's all. Now shut up

eyes and sleep. He kissed my forehead and turned out the light.

I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up full of fear. I reached out and felt it

next door, realizing that Massimo is breathing calmly. She was still in the room

darkness, so I slipped out of bed and put on a bathrobe lying on the ground; Black not even

He twitched. I was filled with fear and excitement, joy mixed with terror. After a while

I realized that I was just nervous about today's celebration, and what I feel is

jitters. I grabbed the door handle and left the bedroom. I knew I wasn't going to sleep, that's why I wanted to

go out and look at the sea instead of fidgeting in bed. Barefoot and in my dressing gown, I headed toward

stairs, and when I started to walk on them, I heard moans coming from the upper deck.

Is the party going on? I thought and went towards the voices. At some point

I froze and stepped around the corner, my back against the wall.

" I don't give a fuck, " I muttered, shaking my head.

I leaned out the wall to make sure I saw what I thought

I see. On the table top where we had dinner in the evening, Olga was lying on her back

Domenico standing opposite her. They were both naked, stoned and horny. Despite

that the view seemed disgusting to me, shocked I couldn't take my eyes off them.

Admittedly, Young was in excellent shape and despite the disgust I felt

I knew that Olga would be happiest in the world tomorrow.

At some point someone covered my mouth with my hand.

" Quiet, " whispered Massimo, standing behind me and lowering his hand. - You like what

do you see laura

At first I was terrified, but hearing his whisper I immediately calmed down

and embarrassed. Hiding behind the wall, I turned my face to him.

- I... - I stammered -... I just wanted to look at the sea... I could not sleep... And here

such a situation. - I spread my hands.

" And you are standing now watching them fuck? " Do you enjoy it, Laura?

I opened my eyes wide and when I tried to catch my breath to say something,

Massimo pressed me against the wall and kissed me hard, not giving me enough word. His hands

they went under my bathrobe and began to wander about my naked body. From behind the wall came more and more

louder screams and moans, and I didn't know if the whole situation turned me on or stressed out.

At one point I pushed him away.

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- Don, fuck! I hissed, walking toward the stairs.

Massimo laughed after me and after a while I lay in bed again.

" I ordered you hot milk, " he said, placing the cup next to me. - Little what's up

going on? Do you feel well, does something hurt?

" I'm nervous about the wedding, " I said, taking a sip. - And now that. - I raised my finger

pointing to a higher deck. " Not enough reason to worry? "

Black looked at me and winced as if to say something, but he was still silent.

- Massimo...? I asked hesitantly. - What is?

He still didn't say anything, just brushed his hair with his fingers and started towards me, and after a while

he slipped under the covers and stuck his head between my legs, flipping the lace of my panties. He clung

tongue to my pussy and he began to caress her, but I was so confused that I did not pay

attention to what he did.

- Nothing of that! I called out. - First, tell me what's going on!

I threw off my quilt and jerked a bit, then folding my arms over my chest

I gave him an angry look. He didn't interrupt what he started, just looked into my eyes.

At one point, he took my panties off me and spread my legs wide apart. He grabbed my ankles

and pulled vigorously so that I slid to the center of the mattress. I gave up, I wasn't

able to be indifferent to the pleasure he gives me longer. I enjoyed every move

his tongue.

" We'll have a wedding, " he mumbled, taking his mouth a bit from me.

At first, I completely did not understand the meaning of his words, but after a few seconds

I got what he was talking about. Furious, I tried to get up the more, but he caught me

firmly behind his thighs and pushed back onto the mattress, caressing his tongue even harder and faster.

When he added his fingers, sliding them into both of my holes, I almost went crazy and gave up completely

what he did. After I arrived, he moved up and entered me, holding me down

hard on the wrists.

" Two hundred people, " he whispered as his hips began to ripple slowly. - Olga had you

tell you tomorrow not to worry about it. It will be a more business meeting than

wedding, but must take place.

I didn't care what he said, because it still didn't get to me. His

the penis moving inside me definitely didn't help me focus.

" It will be beautiful, " Black continued. - Olga chose most things with Domenik.

He says you'll be satisfied.

When he finished his sentence, he froze, watching me. It didn't want to

I talk to him, and certainly not now, that's why I gripped his buttocks strongly

and pulled towards me.

- Good that you agree. He smiled, gently biting my lower lip. -

Now let me fuck you instead of talking.

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CHAPTER 3

When I woke up, the sun was falling through the blinds into the room. I reached for it

the phone and when I saw the time, I groaned. It was ten o'clock. The wedding was to take place

at four p. m; I thought I still have a lot of time. As usual, Massimo was gone without a trace,

So I dressed in a bathrobe lying on the armchair and went to the upper deck.

Olga was sitting at the table bending of food, looking for something on the phone.

I took the chair next to her and reached for a cup of tea.

" I think I'm puking, " I said, taking a sip.

- Feeling sick again, bottle?

- A bit, especially when I eat at the table where you fucked

last night.

Olo burst out laughing and put the phone down on the counter.

- Don't take a dip in the jacuzzi, don't ride a scooter, or sit on the couch in the main one

living room.

" You are impossible, " I said, shaking my head.

" Yes, " she said triumphantly. - And you were right, they have it in their genes. Never before

I was so fucked up. I think it's the air here that gives them such a fart. And this one

big dick. Shock!

- Okay, Olo, because I really vomit.

Suddenly Domenico appeared at the table. He was definitely less officially dressed than he was

usually, he was wearing track pants and a black T-shirt. His hair was casually falling on his face

he looked like he had gotten out of bed three minutes ago. He poured himself coffee and put on his glasses

Sunglasses.

- At twelve o'clock mat hairdresser, then makeup, and at three o'clock I take you from the property.

The dress is hanging ready in your room, Emi will be at four-thirty to dress you.

And the hangover will tear my head up so let me resuscitate me.

After these words, he pulled out a plastic bag and poured white powder on a plate,

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