The Roaring 20's at Jasmine's

[Honey_B]

Jasmine

The position made Jasmine quite powerless to move had she wanted to. She did not want to. No, Jasmine relished the sweet surrender of her vulnerability. She needed Vito to penetrate into the very core of her, rend her senseless with powerful thrusts. Her hand twined around his neck and she willed her hips upwards causing the contact between them to deepen. The subtle feel of his long shaft easing over the wet satin of her exposed womanhood intensified. She unclased her hands and moved them down the taught skin of his back, down to the delicious swell of his deirerre. Her fingers teased the soft skin of this hardened man, tracing her fingernails with a maddening touch.

"Entre moi, entre moi comme un coup de couteau," she gasped without thinking. Indeed like a knife... Jasmine realized what she had said. The groan of pain ripped from her very soul.

Vito silenced her with a kiss.

 

[ariosto]

Jasmine's legs pressed into his shoulders and her heels were digging into his back. He held her hips off the floor and she lay back on the carpet
with hair spread out like a midnight halo and her fingers squeezing her breasts. It was a sight that Vito loved. Sometimes he would masturbate while she played with them. Now though she wasn't doing it to tease, she wanted to abandon herself to the pure world of the senses, forgetting what she had done...

"Entre moi comme un coup de couteau!"
she had cried, and like a knife slicing through care and worry Vito's cock was piercing to her core. He held her this way so that at the end of each thrust he could imagine himself inside her womb and he would hold himself there feeling the pulsing throb of himself buried in her tight hot secret chambers...

"Desidero riempirlo in su!", he cried
"Fill you up with me!
With Vito! You are mine, Jasmine...mine!"

 

[missla]

Lindsey

As I sat talking to him, he took my hand and softly stroked it. I think he was trying to make me feel better, and actually, he was. He was saying all the right things - it was like he knew what I was thinking and what I was feeling. He asked me if I thought he was intimidating - I looked up at his smile and had to giggle a bit. He laughed too as his fingers moved in circles in my hand.

Maybe I had finally found someone I could relate to...

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Sam Wild

Lindsey laughed at my comment about intimidaton. Still, she didn't speak much. How can I get this girl to open up more?, I wondered. I sat back in my chair. Lindsey sat back in her chair. I lifted my drink and winked. She took a drag on her smoke and nodded. I smiled at her. Lindsey smiled at me.

" Alright", I said finally, unable to continue this silence, "Do you mind telling me a little about yourself?"........

 

[missla]

Lindsey

OOC: Just a quick note guys - I will be out of town for the next few days so won't be posting.

Fly on the wall - I'll pick up with you when I get back and you can learn ALL about me...

 

[Serah]

Bethany

Bethany moaned as she tasted his sweet seed filling her mouth. She swallowed and continued to moan as she sucked gently down his shaft continueing to swallow the flood that was coming down her thoat. She smiled sweetly an almost content smile as the last drops splashed of her lips. She shuddered slightly in orgasm as she swallowed the last of his come.
Bethany slid up and kissed Grant gently. "That , lover, was a preview. Now like it or not I have to check on what that ruckus was. Do you want to wait here or do you want to check the downstairs while I check the office"

 

[Xantham]

Wesley

Sistine was ushered into the office by Jasmine. I barely noticed, because I was stunned by Jasmine's offer of possible work. Just what I was looking for. The office door closed on me while I was in my reverie. I knocked, "Uh...Sistine...C...Can I come in?" There was no response. I didn't really know what to do, everyone seemed busy, so I just leaned against the wall by the office door and waited...

 

[Honey_B]

"Mmmmmmmmm.......ahhhhhhhh," escapes both of their lips as Vito and Jasmine lose themselves in the feeling of the most intimate embrace. Jasmine rocks her hips slowly back and forth, the motion causes the head of Vito's shaft to grind against the yielding walls of her silken passage. She frees her legs and wraps their long length around Vito, clasping him close.

"Mon chéri," she breathes as he starts to thrust into her with long regular strokes. His right hand moves beneath her head and lifts her heated face. His tongue demands possession of her mouth even as his body continues to declare ownership of her very soul. The fingers of his other hand twine in her hair.

Their movements quicken as they both move closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. Jasmine can only think of his cock, so hard and long, deep within her, soothing the hurt away, driving her to new heights of passion. Vito ravages her, taking her away from everything that is not him. Their passion-filled moans turn to lust-filled groans of pleasure as they both approach the edge. Neither is in control as they thrust and buck against one another, driving the other closer to the waves of a sweet climax.

It is at the same moment that they both tense. Vito groans and pushes deeper into Jasmine, wanting to be all the way inside her as he comes. She feels his cock pulse inside her and her own muscles spasm in unison. Her fingernails cut into his back as the sweet tension ripples through her body. A heated flood of Vito's pure essence shoots into the very center of her just as Jasmine screams the climax of her need. He collapses. Jasmine holds him close. "Je t'aime, mon chéri." she whispers. Words she has never said to him, or to any man.

She feels moisture on her cheek.

 

[ariosto]

Tears! Yes tears. The Mafia Don is crying as he holds his beloved Jasmine against him.

"Lo rendete felice mi amore"
he whispers. His arms are wrapped around her...her legs are wrapped around him. He is sheathed within her...she envelops him like a satin blanket.
Vito gently rocks her like a baby. He is still rampant but content for the moment to absorb the delicious feeling of her heated flesh around him.

He kisses her face, not just her lips but all of it. With each kiss it seems he draws her deeper and deeper into his soul....his tawny princess with the topaz eyes.

They do not hear the footsteps in the hall...

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Sam Wild

As I waited for Lindsey's reply, I took notice of three men entering the club thrugh the front door. Their apperance screams 'gangster' all over.

They hurry past the bar, paying no attention to the bartender or any of the patrons. The leader, a man who I had seen around police headquaters a number of times, had his right hand in his coat pocket. It was apparent to me that this man carried a gun.

My adrenaline was pumping in colossal amounts now. I had lost interest in Lindsey for the time being. My mind was on a possible breaking story.

The posse reached an office in the back and entered. The last one closed the door. I leaped from my chair and ran to the door. I looked across the table and said "You go behind the bar and duck." She started to protest, but I gave her a sten look and she obliged.

"Be carefull" she shouted as I started to get up, but I hardly heard it. I was halfway there when I heard what sounded like a gunshot.

In the movies and live interviews, people always say it sounds like fire crackers, but I've been around enough to know the difference. I heared two more shots.

Just as I was about to grab the door handle, it opened and I was face to face with the most intimidating face I've ever seen.

The next few seconds, everything happened so fast. "This is it!," I thought to myself, your last breath. What was I thinking when I ran here? Me, unarmed, could just walk in on a murder and the perps would just let me write my story. God, was I stupid.

The leader looked at me for a second. I closed my eyes, waiting to feel heat, pain, anything. For what seemed like eternity, I stood with eyes shut. Finally, I felt a shove and I was falling to the ground.

Within ten seconds, I opened my eyes to find myself alone on the floor, just as the thugs left the way they came. I got up and entered the room that was just vacated and the sight that greeted me was grusome.

A man who was known to the press as Vito, the Don of the most powerful crime family in the city, or what was left of him, lay sprawed across the floor with two large gaps in his chest where blood poured out. Another bullet went in his left leg. A beautiful mallato woman sat on the floor holding his head in her lap and crying uncontrollably. I saw my first headline Mafia Don Gets Capped, by Sam Wild.

It was at that moment that I relised for the first time that neither was wearing any clothes...

 

[maryceleste]

Lindsey, briefly (with apology and thanks to Missla until her return)...

Crouching behind the bar, she was aware of both Clyde from the waist down, and the sudden scuffle on the main floor.


Well, you wanted excitement , she thought. How do you manage to always get yourself into these fixes?

 

[TygerEyez]

Sistine

ooc: Sorry about the delay guys. IRL problems. *wink*

bic:

I nodded to Jasmine's offer, and slipped into her office. My nerves were still rattling, and though Wesley's comfort had been wonderful, I couldn't help shaking. Jasmine left again, and I was alone in her office.

I grabbed the closest dress I could, a simple black straight line, with a plunging neckline, exposing back, and a slit up the thigh. A little risque for my normal standards, but.... well, never look a gift horse in the mouth.

I slipped it on, after removing the other of course, and tried to smooth the fabric down. Great... tight too. Not horribly, but it hugged my body. Not my normal dress.

But it did contrast my blonde hair nicely. I searched one of Jasmine's drawers, and found a black satin ribbon. I nearly jumped out of my skin when Wesley tapped on the door.

"C..Can I come in..?"

I chuckled softly, and called back. "Yes, Wesley... it's fine. You can come in."

He entered quietly, shifting his eyes from me, and I smiled. He was so shy! "Wesley, would you do me a favor, please? Tie this back?"

I looped the ribbon under my hair, and tried to tie it in a low-lying ponytail, but my fingers shook. "Please?"

 

[Honey_B]

A bump

That's right it's a bump.

 

[ariosto]

OOC...Can Vito's ghost haunt the premises?