The Mafia’s Good Wife
Chapter 60

~ Damon -

Watching Violet tie him down to the bed made Damon feel powerless yet strong at the same time. It was nerve-wracking yet exhilarating. He could only imagine the things that were going through her head and what she had in store for him. When he walked into this room just now, Damon totally wasn't expecting this, but hey, he wasn't complaining.

A smirk was playing on Violet's face as she turned from the bed and sashayed her way to Damon's toolbox. She returned moments later with an electric shock wand in her hand. Damon's eyes widened instantly and he swallowed hard. "Whoa, do you know what you're doing with that?"

Violet didn't respond in words, but she pressed the button and the wand buzzed an electric shock. Damon flinched away in response, but the wand wasn't even anywhere near him. "Woah, woah, woah!" he warned her.

"Relax," Violet giggled. Her eyes brimming with excitement. "This is gonna be fun!"

Violet was giggling happily as she buzzed the wand over and over again. She almost looked like a mad scientist. If she wasn't so damn cute, Damon would've been more afraid. "Be careful with that," he said sternly.

Violet walked circles around the bed as she tapped the wand in her hand.

"You're not afraid are you, Damon?"

Damon swallowed hard.

"No," he scoffed.

"Do you trust me?"

"One thousand percent,"

Violet let out another smirk and she turned back to the toolbox. Moments later, she came back with a flogger in her hand. She ran the leather on Damon's leg, starting from his ankle up to his thigh. Damon tried his best to remain cool, but the tension in the air was rising. And suddenly-

* SMACK! *

Violet hit the flogger across his thigh. It was dangerously close to his member, but not quite. Damon flinched in response. His eyes jolted wide open.

"Does that hurt?" she asked. "No..."

"How does that feel?"

"...I don't know,"

Violet narrowed her eyes, but Damon was telling the truth. He really didn't know what to make of this. Usually, he'd be on the other end of things, the one inflicting pain and not receiving it. *SMACK! *

Violet slapped his other thigh and it went closer to his member this time. Damon's entire body stiffened up.

"How about now?" she asked.

Damon swallowed hard again. He was feeling a type of burning he'd never felt before. And to add to the confusion, his member was coming alive, getting as hard as steel.

"I think you're liking this," Violet commented when she saw the bulge forming on his boxer briefs. Damon glanced down and clenched his jaw.

Shit. What the hell is she doing to me?!

Violet went around the bed and stood next to his knee. She ran the flogger gently up and down his kneecap before throwing three more slaps across his thigh again. *SMACK!* SMACK! * SMACK! *

Damon let out a groan as he squirmed, pulling the cuffs as hard as he could, but they wouldn't budge. His member was rock-hard now and he was throbbing in need.

Violet noticed all that and she dropped the flogger on the floor. She stood in front of him, in full view, and turned around, slowly undressing herself. Damon watched in agony as she slowly took off her dress, then her bra, and finally her panties. If he could break through the cuffs right now and grab her, he would.

Once she was fully undressed, Violet turned her face back to him and started climbing on the bed. Damon's hands instinctively move forward, wishing he could touch her, but he couldn't.

Violet slowly and gracefully sat on Damon's lower stomach, straddling him. She started rubbing herself on his skin and soft moans escaped her lips. Damon watched her with his jaw dropping open, he was in a complete trance. She was the sexiest, most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

"Hmmm..." she mewled and Damon felt the wetness pooling on her entrance. He was wishing so badly that he could touch her there right now.

"Sweet girl, c'mere," he said through gritted teeth. "Hm?"

"I wanna taste you," he said with his eyes locked on her lower parts. "Come here,"

Violet's cheeks blushed a glint of pink as she bit her lip. Slowly, she began crawling up his body until her knees were positioned on both sides of his face. Damon leaned his head forward until his lips connected with her clit. He let out a muffled groan as he started licking and lapping her sweet juices. His tongue was making out with her sensitive bud, circling and rubbing it. Hot moans escaped Violet's throat as she slowly grinded herself on his face. Damon could feel her o****m drawing near and so he licked and lapped harder. Not caring if he could breathe or not, he buried his face into her core. His nose was pressing hard on her c**t. And the next thing he knew-

"Aahhhh! Oh my God!"

Violet came down hard, squirting all over his face as she rocked herself back and forth. Damon didn't stop and continued licking, tasting, and savoring her taste. He could've continued doing this for hours too if Violet hadn't pulled away. Damon's eyes went wide open as Violet started moving back down. She trailed kisses down his chest and stomach before stopping on his groin area. With her eyes looking up at him, her hand reached for his member, gripping it tightly as her mouth slowly connected to his tip. Damon let out an appreciative groan as her tongue started circling around his tip. He was twitching and throbbing in need, but Violet only gave him a little bit. Damon started pushing himself upwards, wanting more of her mouth, but Violet sadistically pulled away.

"Uh-uh," she told him, shaking her head.

Damon clenched his jaw and laid back down. Violet wore a triumphant smile as she leaned back to capture his length. This time, she took more of him into her mouth. She felt warm and wet and Damon was losing himself. Violet was bobbing her head up and down and Damon could feel his buildup coming up fast. Normally, he wouldn't cum this soon, but this time was an exception. All that teasing made him want to explode right then and there. But before he could get there, Violet suddenly pulled away. "Uh, come on!" he groaned.

Violet wiped the saliva on the side of her lips and smirked. Then she crawled back up and positioned herself on top of his length. She rubbed her core on his member up and down, and Damon felt how wet she was. He was throbbing so hard, wanting so badly to be inside her, but Violet was taking her damn sweet time. Damon let out a pleading groan and finally, Violet put him out of his misery. She positioned her opening on his tip and eased herself down, slowly and inch by inch.

"Fuuck...." Damon couldn't help but curse as the sensation washed over him. Her walls were opening for his length, and she was so soft and warm. Damon felt like he was floating in ecstasy.

"Mmmhm," Violet mewled in agreement as she started riding him. Damon thrust his hips upwards to meet her thrusts. Before long, a rhythm started to build and their bodies moved in sync. Damon felt his buildup coming again so he thrust harder and faster. His heart was racing a million miles an hour and his chest felt like exploding. But just a few seconds before he could c*m, Violet suddenly pulled away again.

"Damn it, Violet!" he groaned in frustration. If his hands were free right now, he'd pin her down and ram himself into her with no mercy until he could cum over and over again. But alas, he couldn't even move an inch.

Violet only let out a smile and cocked her head to the side, muttering, "When did you become so impatient?"

Damon couldn't respond as his chest was heaving up and down. He was in literal pain, wanting so hard to c*m.

"Please, baby, let me cum inside you. Please,"

He didn't know what had gotten into him, but he was pleading with her now. Yes, pleading.

"You really want to cum inside me?" she asked seductively.

"So f*****g bad," he nodded eagerly. "Please,"

Yup, there was that word again. Damon had no shame in pleading anymore. He was too far gone.

Violet paused for a beat and studied his expression. She was probably taking a mental picture in her head. This might be the first and only time Damon was this powerless. And once she was satisfied, she finally said, "Alright," and she started undoing his cuffs. Violet started with the cuffs on his ankles before moving to his hands. Damon watched impatiently as she undid his right wrist and she now moved to the left.

"There. I'm all yours now," she said as she finished the last one.

Damon didn't waste another second and he leaped forward, mauling her until she lay flat on her back. He pinned her wrists over her head and pushed his length into her, deep and hard. Violet let out a sharp gasp, and Damon didn't stop. His thrusts were feral and animalistic, and Violet had no chance against it. The whole bed shook with them as Damon sent her into oblivion. She reached her climax within seconds, screaming aloud as her body convulsed and jerked. "Ahhhh!!!"

Damon felt her walls constricting and her juices covering his length. It felt so good to feel her cum that he couldn't hold himself back either. He let out a string of curses before spilling his load into her. "Fuckkk!!"

Damon went down and fell next to her as he was panting breathlessly. He hadn't c*m that hard in a while and that was crazy.

Violet was panting too, and she turned to him and breathed, "Woah,"

Damon let out a chuckle and breathed back, "I know,"

The two of them lay there for a while until they could catch their breaths. Violet then crawled onto his chest and he wrapped her in his arms. Her head was laid right on his heart and Damon was sure she could hear his heart still racing fast. "That was so crazy," she muttered.

"Yeah," he agreed, pausing for a beat before adding, "What's gotten into you?"

"I don't know," she giggled. "I think you're just rubbing off on me,"

Damon let out a smile and held her tighter in his arms. His finger gently ran up and down her arm, feeling her soft skin and how warm she was.

I guess that's what happens when two people are in love. They start resembling one another.

Violet was slowly drifting into sleep in his arms. Damon glanced down and pressed his lips on the top of her head. His heart felt so full like he was the luckiest man alive. Because quite possibly, he was.

And if she starts resembling me... then maybe I start resembling her too.

--- ONE WEEK LATER -----

May First finally arrived. This was the day Damon had been waiting for. Spring was finally here, the air was cool and breezy, and the flowers were blooming. It was the perfect day for a perfect surprise for the perfect girl.

It was early in the morning, the sun hadn't even come up yet, but the Van Zandt household was already alive. All the maids were busy walking around the house, the guards too, and everyone was already up. Everyone except Violet.

Damon made sure that Violet had a late night excursion last night so she would be asleep until late, and that would give him time to prepare the surprise. He was watching everything come together from the second floor balcony, overlooking the garden. His face was cool and collected, but he was nervous on the inside. He really wanted everything to be perfect because that's what she deserves.

"Hey, Damon,"

Suddenly, a voice was heard. Damon turned around and saw Dylan standing in front of him. Dylan was wearing a crisp white shirt while Damon was wearing his signature black suit.

"Everything's ready," Dylan said again.

Damon took a deep breath and nodded his head.

"Alright," he said. "Here goes nothing,"

Damon walked past Dylan and went straight for the bedroom. Inside the room, Violet was still fast asleep, tangled up under the duvet. Damon let out a smile as he sat on the bed. He took a moment to look at her and marveled at how beautiful she was. And then very slowly, he reached for her face and caressed her cheek.

"Sweet girl, wake up..."