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Vinny wrestled the upper hand away from her, finally giving her what she had been craving for weeks. The feel of her Italian lover stretching her open for him was mesmerizing. She couldn’t get enough of this if she tried. A gasp escaped her lips as she sunk down to the hilt, fullness bypassing any other function in her brain other than to please him. He began to build a steady rhythm thrusting up into her, her moans tumbling out rapidly as her breasts swayed against his chest. “Yes…-“ the only word she could utter as he fucked her senseless, his strong fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips. The beautiful marks that will be left there will remind her of how wrapped up in each other they were. 

By the time his hand wrapped around her throat she was cumming again. Her legs shaking around him as she moaned for him. His mouth finding her chest and breasts as he began to feast on those as well. “You’re driving me so fucking crazy baby, you’re fucking me so good” the female cried out as he kept making her feel good. Her eyes were tightly squeezed shut as he asked her if she liked it. The singer’s forehead dropped to rest on her boyfriend’s shoulder as he continued to pound into her. “So much…- you- you are so good to me, daddy…” the words falling from her lips before she had a chance to catch herself. 

Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up. 

She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing. 

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Raegan’s mouth opened against his, her breath hitching in her throat as he pleaded with her. His voice controlled but she could hear his need seeping through. “Baby, I need you inside of me…” her voice soft as her lips brushed his. The excitement she felt as she pushed himself the rest of the way into her rattled around in her skull. The feeling of his cock stretching her out to fit him was almost too much for her to handle. “Oh -“ her voice trembling as she tried to explain what she was feeling. Raegan’s blue eyes fluttered closed as her arms snaked up to wrap around his neck. His thrusts were slow and teasing; giving her just enough of what she wanted to keep her hooked. The intimacy of having his forehead rested comfortably against hers was clawing at every need she buried deep down. Everything about this moment sent goose bumps rising on her skin, from head to toe. The way he praised left her stomach in knots every time, dripping with such need she didn’t know if she would ever get tired of him. 

As his words slipped into her ears and took root inside her brain she was rabid. “Please… -“ she moaned shakily, “ I need you, just you, all of you… deeper baby” her voice sounding foreign to her as she begged. She always begged, she never stopped begging him to make her feel like this. His skillful fingers manipulating her clit with purpose as the blondes head spun. “Ta - “ she couldn’t pull more words to mind if she wanted to. “More…” she cried fisting a handful of his hair as she arched her back; her hips meeting flush against his. The feeling started slow and then rapidly beginning to burn through her, her orgasm was building faster than she thought. Her need for him was much stronger and more starved then she realized. “I’m cumming” she shook as her teeth sunk down on his shoulder, her body melting into his own as she shuttered. 

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What is it you actually want from me?' Vinny seemingly barked at Raegan, catching himself in the moment and gesturing with his hands pointed at his chest that he was apologetic. 'I'm sorry. That's on me. This deal tomorrow could go either way and everyone's up my ass about it, I can't fuckin' think straight, I wanna be around you. That's about all I want right now. I gotta see you on my phone most days for Christ's sake. It's like everybody gets to see you but me and I-' he paused. 'Maybe it's not very mafioso of me but I need you sometimes. I don't want you in a hotel room I want you in my penthouse.' Vinny took the tumbler of whiskey he'd been drinking and sat it on the bar in his hotel and walked over to the much shorter female counterpart of his, taking her chin in his hands and lowering his gaze. 'I'm sorry, alright.'

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His words were going to be her undoing, you would think she’d be use to him by now but no. Every experience with him was new, exciting, addicting. They were so close and yet she needed more, always more of her man. What a man he was, her legs were wobbly at best almost slack open for him. Giving him all the access he could need to do her in. ‘Perfect’ the word rang in her head as her concentration moving to reminding her to breathe. Once he took her hand in his own and guided it down to her center another whimper pulled from her lips. Every filthy thing he wanted she would comply, he knew her limits and danced between the lines graciously. Her smaller fingers lightly ghosted over her clit, the button throbbing as he watched her fingers play with her juices. 

Blue green eyes rolled back in her head as she moaned unabashedly. “I want to cum…-“ her words cut off by a cry that escaped her chest. The stronger male’s hand pushing hers more firmly against her clit, the pressure just enough to push her over the edge. She came just then, her mouth stuck open as her body shook underneath him. The orgasm lasted a full minute, the anticipation enough to make the reward explosive. Raegan was stunned at her boldness no longer feeling any inhibition about what they were doing. Once she regained her wits about her; her hands flew up to cup his face planting a deep sensual kiss to his lips. “Take your clothes off.” she demanded sitting up so she could remove the top of her costume as well. 

Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up. 

She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing.