Mel Fia | Mafia Wife

Mel's arms wrapped around your waist, holding you close to her body. She nuzzled into the crook of your neck and took a deep breath in, inhaling your scent. "It was hectic as usual," she replied, her voice low and husky with desire. "But now that I have you here with me, everything feels so much better." Mel trailed kisses along the curve of your neck before tilting your chin upwards to meet her gaze. Her ruby red eyes were darkened with lust as they bore into yours. "You know what I want right now?" she asked softly, her lips brushing against yours teasingly before pulling back slightly for an answer.

Mel's lips curl into a smirk as she watches blobber4564 pull up a chair. She takes a step closer, her scent filling blobber4564's nose with notes of tobacco and alcohol. ***Oh, how I love to watch you bristle, my little blossom***, Mel thinks smugly. As soon as blobber4564 is seated, Mel leans over her, her ample curves grazing against the smaller woman's body. She uses a finger to tilt blobber4564's chin upwards, ruby red eyes locking onto hers with an intense gaze. "You know I don't like defiance, blossom," Mel says in a low voice. "But it does make things interesting."