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over his desk she made her ass cheeks bounce and clap with the working of her feet, she forced him to thrust his hips with such frenzy he was struggling to keep control.
    “No! No damn it!” he grunted. His control slipped. It was too much too fast! He exploded in her sweet pussy with a cry of defeat.
    Marietta stopped moving and frowned. “You’re done? Already?”
    “Marie, bambina , I just got home. I haven’t had you in a week. Give me a minute to catch my breath,” he chuckled. He pulled back. She turned and slapped him. It was a love tap, and usually happened if she was frustrated. He grabbed her hand and kissed it. “Let me shower. I’ll take care of you tonight. Don’t I always?”
    “You better,” she pouted.
    Lorenzo shook his head and smiled. “I love you, woman.”
    She sat on the desk and stared at him. “I love you too.”
    Before she entered his world he had resigned himself to being second in life. He knew now that his dreams were achievable. Why would the saints give him the daughter of one of the most powerful Dons in Sicily as a bride if it weren’t his destiny? It was because he had a higher purpose. Marietta would give him his destiny.
    “What is it, baby?” She looked down at his erection. Did the woman always have his dick on her mind? She reached for it. He knocked her hand away.
    “Let me suck it, Lo, I’ll get it back up for us,” she came off the desk for him. He grabbed her hand. “What’s wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?” she asked.
    “A son. I want a baby, Marie. It’s what you want too? Isn’t it?” he squeezed her chin tightly.
    She hesitated, and then her resistance softened. “Some day. Yes.”
    “No. I want a baby now. Today. Let’s see a doctor. Have a test done to see what the problem is—”
    “Lo, stop.” She grabbed his hand that held her face. “We don’t need a doctor, sweetheart. We need each other. You are constantly out there trying to prove yourself to Giovanni. You’re barely in my bed anymore. You want a baby, then eat a little pussy and fuck your wife.”
    A gust of laughter exploded from him. He hugged her to him unable to stop. When he caught his breath he confessed. “La fregna che te ceca!” It was a phrase said in central Italy where he met her. He said it often since the day she fought him in her hotel suite and then fucked him like a goddess. It meant: pussy could blind a man . And it was ever so true about his naughty wife. A dark part of him whispered that she deceived him about wanting to give him sons, but his heart would never let him believe it.
     

 
     

    The Guest
    “Buon giorno! Buon giorno papà!
    Buon giorno! Buon giorno… buon giorno papà!
    Batta le manine! Batta le manine!
    Buon giorno papà!
    Ora viene papà! Ora viene papà!
    Buon giorno… buon giorno papà!”
     
    The children sang. Eve led the chorus holding the hands of her brothers on either side of her. The twins mocked their sister. They swayed side to side. Giovanni groaned. He put the pillow over his head. The singing got louder. He turned over. He peeked out of one eye at his grinning bambini. They were only a few feet from the bed, and their voices raised louder than that of a bullhorn. He had his wife to thank for the sweet harmony. It was a song she taught them, and they sang it often when he returned from a trip.
    Unable to deny them their welcome, he woke and lifted his head. All three cheered with delight and rushed the bed. Eve climbed on first as the bigger of the siblings. Gino was able to keep up. Gianni, however, fell behind and immediately screamed with an explosion of frustrated tears. Giovanni reached for him and brought him on the bed while taking tackles from his other son and daughter.
    “Not so rough!” Mirabella said. “Gio, be careful, he’s too close to the edge of the bed. Eve, sit down before you knock Gino off, sweetheart!”
    Giovanni threw Gianni and he bounced on the bed nearly rolling to the edge. He giggled,