The Mafia’s Good Wife
Chapter 58

~ Violet ~

It's a wonder how so much can be said with just one touch. The way Damon's hand glided on her skin, it sent shivers up and down her spine. The same thing could be said about his eyes. One look into Damon's eyes and Violet was lost in a world outside of reality. Any small gesture he did, Violet's body received it in an exponential way.

I guess this is what love does to somebody...

Violet's eyes were locked on Damon's as his body hovered on top of her. Her hands were raised above her head, and Damon secured them with the cuffs locked to the bed frame. He let out a little smirk, and Violet's stomach twisted into knots. Her heart was racing so fast, she felt like it was going to explode. Even after all these years, that feeling of excitement never faded away. In fact, it only got stronger because of the deep emotional connection they now have. So even though Damon had her cuffed to the bed and he was now gliding a riding crop along her body, she didn't feel threatened. She felt safe, secure, and free.

Isn't it funny how that goes?

Damon now moved to her legs and he secured them one by one, locking her ankles to the chains on the bottom of the bed. Violet lay naked with just her flimsy underwear, and it was also soaking wet because of all this teasing.

Feeling satisfied, Damon stood next to the bed and he looked her body up and down. His eyes grew dark and he started rolling the tip of the riding crop on her body again. He started on her chest, circling both her nipples, before moving down her baby bump and stopping at her panties. Violet was squirming and writhing in need, but Damon kept moving at a slow pace. The riding crop was slowly rubbing up and down her slit, causing the poor underwear to get even wetter. "Damon..." she pleaded. "Patience, sweet girl," "P-please..."

Violet couldn't contain it any longer. Her insides were twisting and aching, desperate for more. Damon saw the desperation in her eyes and he started unbuttoning his shirt. He let the shirt fall to the floor before moving away to grab a vibrating wand from the toy table.

"Do you still remember your safe word?" he asked as he walked back. Violet was staring at his rock-hard abs with drool coming out of her mouth.

"I don't think I need it," she replied firmly.

"I don't want you to overwork yourself," Damon stifled a laugh, finding her impatience amusing. "You're pregnant, remember?"

"Of course, but I won't," she said, smiling right back.

Damon was now standing next to the bed again, hovering on top of her. His eyes traveled down her body and it stopped on her panties. Cocking his head to the side, he remarked, "Now, what did I say about wearing underwear in this room?" "Don't," Violet replied, biting her lip.

"Exactly. You broke the rule,"

"Oops," she shrugged playfully.

Damon kept a straight face and leaned down.

"You know what that means, right?" he said in that husky voice. Violet's body trembled in response.

Without warning, Damon's hand reached for the panties and he pulled them apart, ripping it in the process. Violet gasped in shock as Damon pulled the broken fabric and threw it on the floor. He then put the vibrator on high and pressed it against her exposed c**t. Violet didn't have time to prepare herself. She sucked in a deep breath as the intense feeling took over her body.

The buildup in her stomach was getting more and more intense. Damon kept the vibrator pressed on her c**t and his other hand started massaging her breasts. Violet could feel her o****m drawing near, but just before she was about to get there, Damon pulled the vibrator away, leaving her high and dry.

"P-please!" she shrieked. "Damon!"

Damon let out a playful laugh and pressed the vibrator back, but only gently this time.

"Are you going to obey the rules and be a good girl from now on?"

"Yes! I will! Please!" she replied eagerly and shamelessly.

"You promise?"

"Yes, Damon. I'm your good girl. Please,"

Damon bit his smirk back and pressed the vibrator harder on her clit. Within seconds, Violet's body was arched and her head was thrashed back. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she reached her climax. She let out a breathless scream as her body convulsed and jerked. Her blood rushed through her veins and her mind exploded into a million stars. "Good girl, that's it," Damon let out an appreciative grunt and he started undoing his pants.

When Violet finally came to her senses, Damon was already naked and on the bed. He pulled her thighs up and pressed his erect member to her entrance, collecting her sweet juices. Violet mewled and squirmed, wanting to feel more of him, but he didn't go any further. Instead, he put the vibrator back on her clit, causing her to lose her senses again.

"Ahhhh!" she moaned. The buildup in her stomach was rising again.

Damon spread her legs further apart as he came closer. His right hand was holding the vibrator, his left hand went to cup her a*s, and his member was slowly pushing into her core. Violet's body temperature was rising. She felt her walls opening for him as he continued pushing in. It was the most delicious and divine feeling ever. Damon probably felt the same way because he was taking his time with her, savoring each second.

"How are you feeling?" he asked. "Do you like that, kitten?"

"Mmhm," she nodded and bit her lip, suppressing the moans.

"Tell me what you want,"

Violet opened her eyes and saw his piercing blue eyes already boring into her. He was moving in long, slow strokes. She let out a gasp every time he went fully inside her. He was so deep. She wanted more.

"I want it faster and harder," she replied.

Damon paused for a beat and a smirk curved up his lips. And suddenly, he picked up the pace and started thrusting harder and faster, just like she wanted. The whole bed was shaking as the sound of skin slapping and Violet's moans filled the air. While pounding into her, Damon pressed a thumb to her a*****e and pressed the vibrator harder on her clit. Violet didn't stand a chance. Within seconds, she reached her second o****m that night, screaming his name out loud. "Damonnnn!!"

Her walls clenched around him tightly and her sweet juices were squirting out. Damon let out an appreciative groan and slowed down his pumps, savoring the warmth and wetness on his shaft. "There it is. That's my girl," he said as he leaned down to kiss her forehead.

"Hmmm yes... I'm your girl..."

Violet couldn't stop the smile forming on her face as she locked eyes with Damon again. He put away the toy and his hands were on her breasts now. He massaged them gently, pulling on her nipples, and then he leaned down and put them in his mouth. Violet was soon lost in ecstasy again. Damon's hands snaked around her body and he wrapped her tightly in his arms. Violet was buried under his body, his masculine scent filled her nose. And then he picked up the pace again, pounding harder and faster into her core. The next thing she knew, Violet was floating on cloud nine, seeing stars explode before her eyes like fireworks. Damon let out a string of curses as he also found his release at the same time. He buried her face on her neck and she buried hers on his chest. The two of them were instantly transported into a place far from reality. Their souls were so connected to each other, it almost felt like they weren't two people anymore, but they were one.

And that was when Violet knew. This must be what paradise is like.

-- TWO WEEKS LATER -

Several weeks had gone by and Violet couldn't believe that this was her reality now. Life was never better with Damon and her family around. Everyone was healthy, happy, and getting along. Damon's businesses and the war against Benzino were thriving too. Benzino's support was slowly fading because they knew they weren't a match for Damon's new army. It was only a matter of time before Benzino backed away for good.

So, for several weeks, Violet felt like she was living in a fairytale dream. Her mood was at an all time high. So much so that being almost seven months pregnant wasn't a bother at all. Talia and Ivy always complained about being tired and sick all the time, but not Violet. She was always energetic and excited, especially when it came to playtime with Damon.

The playroom was an activity Damon and Violet both enjoyed partaking in, and they did it every chance they could. Violet's favorite day of the week was Sunday because that was Damon's day of rest, which meant it was a whole day of playtime together.

This Sunday morning, Violet was beyond excited when Damon came into the room with a blindfold in his hand. She thought there were going to be more games. But then, Damon told her that this was actually for a surprise. He was taking her someplace and he told her to put the blindfold on.

Violet was suspicious at first, thinking Damon was just joking and he'd probably take her straight to the playroom. But when Damon led her down the stairs and put her in a car, she knew he wasn't bluffing.

"Damon, seriously, where are you taking me?" she said after almost twenty minutes of being in the car. It seemed like they were going someplace far.

"I'm taking you to paradise," he said.

"And where is that exactly?" she pressed.

"I told you, it's not anywhere you don't already know,"

"But that could be anywhere!"

Damon only laughed, finding her annoyance amusing. Violet pouted and huffed, crossing her arms in protest. They could be in the playroom having s*x right now, and instead, Damon was taking her to God knows where for God knows what. Okay, okay. Maybe I sound super ungrateful for that, but hey, I'm seven months pregnant and I'm a horny mamma. So sue me.

Violet sat in that car for about half an hour before the car finally pulled to a stop. Violet tried looking from side to side, but she couldn't see a thing under the blindfold.

"Alright, we're here," Damon announced.

"Can I take this off now?" she said, holding the blindfold on her eyes.

"Not yet," Damon reached for her hands and put them down. Violet sighed in response.

"Just take my hand," he said again, lacing their hands together as he helped her out of the car.

Damon started leading her somewhere and Violet grew more anxious. She could hear waves in the background and she smelled the sea.

"Damon, are we at the beach?" she asked.

"Just trust me," he replied, purposefully not answering her question. "You're gonna like this,"

"I don't know about that," she huffed. "What I like is to wear this blindfold in the playroom,"

Damon let out a hearty laugh and shook his head.

"Don't worry, sweet girl. You'll get your turn," he said.

Oh, I sure hope so.

Violet could feel like they were entering some kind of building or a house, because Damon pushed a door back and she heard the hardwood floors underneath her shoes. She also heard some faint music playing, some weird machinery noises, and whispers in the background. They kept walking for a little more and Damon finally stopped. Where on earth was he taking her?

"Okay, you can open your eyes now," he said.

Violet's hand quickly went to work, pulling the blindfold down to her neck. When she saw what was in front of her, her jaw literally dropped to the floor.

"Oh my God!"

Violet was standing in the middle of the coffee shop Damon built for her all those years ago. The one by Sandy Hook Lighthouse. She looked around the room and saw that everything was still intact. And not just that, everything was alive. There were people in that coffee shop that looked like employees, and also guests.

"We never got it named and never got it running. But we're doing it now," Damon said proudly, gesturing to the sign up on the wall. "Welcome to one of my legitimate businesses, the Good Girl Coffee & Company,"

"The Good Girl Coffee & Co?" Violet read the sign and laughed. "Very clever,"

"Ha-ha, I try," he winked. "It's just a trial name. You can change it to whatever you want,"

"No, I like the name," she shook her head. "I think it suits me. And it suits this place,"

Violet looked around the room and saw all the happy faces. The guests were happy with their coffee and the baristas seemed friendly too. This place was totally her vibe and Damon nailed it.

"Oh, so you are a good girl after all, huh?" he joked.

"I am a good girl," she announced proudly. "Aren't I, Damon?"

Damon smiled and linked his arms around her waist, pulling her closer.

"The best one out there," he replied.

Violet stood on her tippy toes and pressed her lips to Damon. She kissed him long and sweet, linking her arms around his neck to pull him closer.

"Thank you for this," she whispered after the kiss. "I don't think the place still exists after..."

After what I did to you at the wedding...

"Of course it still exists," he said. "It's your dream and I'm still gonna make it happen,"

Violet's heart was so full, she felt like exploding. This place, this moment, this person- this was everything.

"I love you," she said, and how she meant it.

"I love you more," he replied, leaning down to kiss her lips again. "Happy almost seven months, sweet girl,"

Violet smiled through the kiss and whispered back, "Happy almost seven months, daddy,"