Adelina's POV

Johnny had brought up a shopping bag of stuff. He told me I had a date with Mr. J tonight. I was excited and bounced with joy causing him to laugh. I think I am growing on him. I went to get ready, taking a nice long shower. This time I straightened my hair since Johnny was kind enough to buy all sorts of hair tools. The dress was silver and covered in glitter. It was an extremely short halter dress with a back that dipped dangerously low. Matching silver pumps adorned it. There were white gold hoop earring and a matching tennis bracelet. I adorned my engagement ring with it.

There was a pair of skimpy white lace underwear but no bra since the dress was built with one. I used heavy eyeliner and silver glittery eyeshadow. I added a pink lipstick that was only slightly darker than my natural lip color. I flipped my head and sprayed hairspray and flipped my head back up, so even though it was straight, it was full of sexy volume. I felt confident and great.

I went to meet Mr. J in his office. He was engrossed in his work so I went over to him and started rubbing his shoulders. He stopped and leaned back sighing. He looked great. Maroon shirt that was unbuttoned a bit and gray slacks. His matching gray jacket and gun holster were hanging on a stand.

"Mmmh baby, that feels so good." Then he opened his eyes and examined me. I was proud to say his jaw dropped. He motioned for me to spin around so I did, giggling. Then he pulled me into his lap.

"You smell good." I tell him. He always smelled good. Even when his cologne faded and only the smell of sweat and gunpowder was left. For tonight he must of freshened up recently because his cologne was strong and intoxicating. I moved his collar down and kissed above his collarbone leaving a pink kiss mark.

"Are you marking me, love?" He growled. Uh oh I was in trouble. I wasn't apologizing though, if I was his, couldn't he be mine? I just looked at him innocently. The anger melted and turned to mischief.

"How do you do that?" He stares at me in wonder for a second.

"I just am me, hun." I answer sincerely. Then he remembers his mission.

"Well it is only fair that we match." Next thing I know, he is unbuttoning the neck of my dress and my whole top half is exposed. He has me sitting on the desk and he is standing and sucking on my breast half an inch from my nipple. My back arches at the feel of his hands softly rubbing the bare skin there My head falls back and I moan.

All too soon, he stops. I want more. Once we start, even from the smallest kiss, I am unsatisfied until I have this man, sometimes taking multiple times. It has to be something chemical. "Please." I beg him.

"You want more?" He asks hopeful. I nod vigorously causing him to chuckle. "How bout here?" He doesn't wait for an answer and makes a matching hickey on the other breast. When he stops, I pout. "More?" He asks huskily.

"Yes, please/" I tell him breathlessly. He drops to his knees and spreads my legs. He pushes my dress up my hips. He then starts kissing from the inside of my knee on up my inner thigh. He stops an inch away from my womanhood and starts sucking. Once done, he doesn't even ask this time and does the other leg as well.

"We should get going to dinner. We have reservations." He tells me as he stands back up. I look at him and make a show of looking at myself, spread out and exposed on his desk and back at him.

"Really? Would you really leave your little girl here and wanting like this daddy?" I give him my big innocent eyes with it. I know what he needs to hear and even saying it turns me on too. Fire ignites in his eyes. He turns me around and pushes me down so my stomach and chest are flat on his desk. He pulls my underwear down to my knees and has me spread my legs.

"You better not let those fall, baby." He whispers in my ear laying against me. I nod in understanding. He grabs my arms and puts them up grabbing the opposite end of the desk. "Hold on tightly."

"I am going to spank you three times to punish you for making us late to our dinner reservation. Then I will give you what you want." He says and the anticipation is driving me wild.

"What makes you think I don't want to be spanked?" I tell him in a sultry voice. I hear a surprised intake of breath and he's by my ear, his cool breath sending shivers down my spine.

"You. Are. Perfect." He emphasizes each word and butterflies fill my stomach and he sends the first spank. It hits my right side. It stings for a second but my desire quickly goes into a frenzy. The second one, on my left side makes me use all of my strength to not turn around, take control and fuck him silly in the chair. The last one hits the entrance my womanhood and surprises me. It makes me moan with uncontrollable desire. He slams into me deep and hard. I feel instantly better and closer to be satiated.

He is thrusting at a slow speed but deep. I am about to ask him to go faster until he reaches around my hip and starts rubbing my clit with his fingers. Its new and it feels so incredible. It is making my knees weak. I feel his other hand slowly caress the inside of my thigh. He is still thrusting slow but I climax soon. It was long and intense. I feel dizzy from it. Suddenly, he turns me around to face him. He pulls one leg out of my panties so they just dangle on the other ankle.

Our eyes lock and he says "I wanna watch you come this time." I feel spent and almost doubt he will be able to get me to go again, until he thrusts into me again. I am sitting on the edge of the desk and he is standing. He goes much faster this time and one arm is wrapped around my back, holding me close and the other is running fingers through my hair lovingly.

I can't look away from his eyes and he never looks away from mine. "You are my absolute everything." He whispers his gaze so intense and I cum causing him to cum as well. I kiss him deeply. He is still in me when I tell him.

"Sei la mia anima gemella." I gaze into his eyes. He pulls out and kisses me.

"That better not be an insult." He scowls and I laugh.

"No it's not. It's of the highest compliment" I laugh as I tell him. He looks at me expectantly and I choose not to elaborate.

"Well, are you going to tell me what it mean?" He says impatiently.

"All in good time, love." I tell him and kiss his cheek as I finish readjusting myself. He groans in annoyance. He hates not knowing.

"I agree to tell you by the time we are married. That's less than two weeks. You can wait." I turn and get ready to walk out.

I hear a grumpy mumble behind me "No I can't." Making me laugh harder.

He escorts me to the purple lamborghini. I raise an eyebrow at the lack of men surrounding us. It's just me and him. We pull up to a restaurant I knew well. I have been here countless times. It's a mutual ground for crime bosses. Its is blasphemy to cause any problems here. I believe a cousin of mine owns it now.

Mr. J catches my look of familiarity as he parks out front. "Do you know this place?"

"Yup, my cousin Vinny owns it now I think. My family often met with the Falcones here." I told him as he opened my door and took my hand. Ever the gentleman.

"I figured we would be safe here, plus I don't scare the staff...as much." He laughs. We walk in and the hostess quickly leads us to a VIP table and avoids eye contact with us. It makes me smirk. "You like how I scare the staff?" He asked somewhat surprised.

"Well it's better than having the pretty girls fawn over you." I tell him.

"Ah so you are the jealous type." He says thoughtfully.

"I wouldn't really know." I tell him honestly.

"We may have to test that then." he says mischievously and I growl at the thought without realizing it.

"Looks like I am the jealous type." I tell him laughingly.

We joke and talk for most of dinner. We both have steak for dinner. We talk about wedding plans and such. Everything was going so great until Don Falcone decided to show up.