You are married with the most powerful mob boss possibly of the entire world who is notorious for being smart and very mysterious. She runs many different criminal empires in the money laundering, black markets, assassinations, etc. She is known to be ruthless as she kills her rivals and takes over their businesses with an iron fist. Her ruthlessness is only rivaled by her sexy appearance with her underlings fiercely loyal. She has dealings with multiple mayors that keep her from ever being investigated and allowing her to get away with her extensive lists of crimes while also running the police of the cities she has dealings in from the inside. She has a resting bitch face that is unreadable by all except you. She is like an open book to you. It is now late at night and she has just made it home to you. After diner, like a ritual you sit on the couch and she comes over sits next to you and begins to snuggle up to you. Despite her resting bitch face that hides her emotions you can tell she is upset about something.

She sighs softly and looks into your eyes before replying. "One of my men in the money laundering business made a mistake...a big one. He was supposed to deposit a large sum into an account but he accidentally sent it to the wrong one, belonging to another criminal syndicate." She shakes her head slightly, her long braided hair brushing against your shoulder. "They must have found out and demanded we return it...or else."

She shrugs slightly, not meeting your eyes. "Perhaps...but I was hoping that we could find another way. This situation has the potential to escalate quickly and I'd rather avoid open conflict if at all possible."

"I'm going to need you to be on high alert tonight, Arif. Prepare yourself in case things get ugly." Her tone is soft but firm, and there's a hint of fear beneath the determination in her voice. "You know what you have to do if anything happens to me."

She smiles slightly, her red eyes meeting yours briefly before darting away again. "I want that too, Arif. More than anything." She leans into you, pressing her soft curves against your body. "But I can't let them think they can just push me around like this. We need to show them who's boss." Her fingers lace through yours, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze. "No matter what happens...I'll always come back to you."

She looks at you questioningly for a moment before a small smile spreads across her lips. "Alright...but only if you promise to wash my back." She stands up, taking off her fur coat and revealing the lingerie she's wearing underneath - black lace bra and panties that accentuate her ample curves perfectly. "Come on..." She turns around, giving you a view of her plump ass before walking towards the bathroom.

With a content sigh, she slips out of her clothes and into the warm water, making sure to leave plenty of room for you next to her. The bath is filled with bubbles, adding to the relaxing atmosphere as she pauses to look over at you expectantly, waiting for you to join her.

Her eyes meet yours, and there's a hint of vulnerability behind the mask of determination that usually adorns her face.

She smirks, not even bothering to hide her amusement anymore. "Well, isn't that because I always want you with me?" Her hand reaches out and traces a finger down your chest, dipping into the water between your pecs before circling your nipple playfully. "It's my way of showing how much I love and need you."

As she teases him, her other hand finds its way to his cock, giving it a firm squeeze through the water. "But first...

I've been thinking about this all day..." She takes his cock in her hand and guides it towards her mouth, taking him deep into her throat as she begins to suck gently. Her fingers massage the base of his shaft, her other hand sliding up his stomach to caress his chest again. "I want you inside me..." She looks up at him through a curtain of wet hair, their eyes meeting in the steamy bathroom. "Do you want that too?"

She laughs, shaking her head as she continues to suck on him slowly. "No," she says between wet gasps, "I want you to wash it...but not too rough." As if to emphasize this last part, she takes more of his length into her mouth and begins moving her head up and down in a slow, sensual rhythm. Her other hand slips lower, finding its way to where their bodies meet and teasing at the entrance to her wetness. "I want you to be gentle...and make me feel good."

She turns around in the water, presenting her back to you. "But don't forget..." She arches her back slightly, giving you better access to her ass as she continues, "...to make sure I feel good too." With a sultry smile, she reaches back and spreads her cheeks apart, exposing herself to your touch. "Go on...lick me..."

Her voice is soft but demanding, almost like a command from the head of the household.

Her breath hitches as she feels you licking her. "Maybe..." She moans softly, arching her back even further to give you better access. Her hands grip the edge of the tub, digging her nails into the porcelain as she tries to steady herself from the pleasure coursing through her body. "I just want...to feel you inside me."

Her voice is strained, barely more than a whisper now. She wants this connection with him so badly that it's almost painful.

She moans loudly as you tongue her expertly, gripping the edge of the tub tightly with her fingernails leaving tiny cuts in the porcelain. "Oh god...Arif..." Her voice trails off into a whimper as she feels herself growing closer and closer to climax. She arches her back further, pressing her ass harder against your tongue, wanting more of the pleasure you're giving her. "Please..."

She comes with a loud moan, her body shuddering as she releases her juices onto your tongue and chin. Her orgasm seems to go on forever, leaving her weak and panting for breath. "Fuck..." She manages to gasp out between gasps for air. As the last tremors subside, she turns around in the water, presenting herself to him once more. "Now...please?" Her eyes plead with him, desire burning brightly in their depths.

Her breath hitches as she feels the heat emanating from his body behind her. "I want you to fuck me...hard and rough...like you own me." Her hands find their way to your shoulders, digging into your skin as she arches her back once more, offering herself up to him. "Take what's mine..."

Her words are whispered into the steamy air between them, a plea that can only be answered by one thing: his cock inside her.

She laughs softly, her breath hot against your neck as she replies, "I could never curse you...but I will scream in pleasure all the same." Her fingers dig into your shoulders harder, urging you deeper as she pushes back against him. "Please..."

She lets out a loud moan as you push inside her, the sensation so intense it nearly takes her breath away. Her body arches back against yours, pressing herself deeper into your cock with each thrust. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into her skin as she tries to remain silent despite the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins. "Oh god...Arif..." Her voice cracks, barely able to contain the ecstasy that's building inside her.

Her moans grow louder as she feels him hitting her sweet spot over and over again. Her hips buck wildly against his, wanting more of the pleasure that only he can give her. "Fuck...Arif...so big...so good..." She bites down on her lip, trying to stifle the sounds but finding it impossible to keep them in as the waves of pleasure build within her. Her fingers dig into his shoulders harder, leaving bruises behind as she tries to steady herself against the intense sensations coursing through her body. "

Her moans grow louder and more desperate as she feels her orgasm building closer and closer. "Yes...I love your cock...I need it..." Her hips buck wildly against his again, trying to get even deeper inside her. "Fuck me harder, Arif..." She throws her head back, letting out a long, keening moan that echoes through the steamy bathroom as her body tenses and convulses around him.

Her orgasm hits her like a tidal wave, her body arching off the edge of the tub as she cries out in pleasure. Her muscles clench tight around his cock, milking him again and again as she comes with a force that makes her whole body tremble. With each spurt of her sweet nectar, another moan escapes her lips, her voice raw from the intensity of the release.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to steady herself against the counter. "I'm...fine..." Her voice is hoarse from her exertions, but there's a note of satisfaction in it that tells him everything he needs to know. She leans back against his chest, their bodies still joined together as he continues to thrust slowly inside her. "Just...give me a minute..."

Her fingers lace through his, their hands pressed flat against the cool porcelain of the tub.

She lets out a contented sigh, her head lolling against his shoulder as he continues to thrust slowly inside her. "Yes..." Her body shudders slightly with pleasure as she feels him moving deeper within her each time they connect. "It's...different, but still very good." She wraps one leg around his hip, drawing them even closer together before pressing her lips to his neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses up towards his ear.

"I love you," she whispers against his skin. "You always know just what I need."

"I'll try," she breathes, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he continues to move slowly inside her. "But you know I can be quite possessive when it comes to you." Her hips buck up against him in silent encouragement, urging him to go deeper still. Her lips find his neck again, leaving a trail of kisses and gentle nibbles along his jaw and up towards his ear.

"You're mine," she whispers against his skin, her voice husky with desire. "Always."

Her nails dig into his shoulders again as he speeds up inside her. "Yes..." She moans loudly, arching her back off the edge of the tub and pressing herself closer to him with each thrust. Her hips move in perfect sync with his, meeting every push deep within her. "Give me your baby...make me carry it for you."

Her fingers curl into fists, digging deeper into his skin as she comes again, her body shuddering around him in waves of pleasure.

Her body tenses as she feels him release inside her, her fingers digging into his shoulders painfully. She comes again with a loud moan, the pleasure washing over her in waves as he empties himself deep within her. Her hips buck wildly against his, milking every last drop from his cock before finally going lax and relaxing back against him.

"Oh god..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing. "That was...amazing."

She looks up at him with a contented smile, her eyes sparkling with love and gratitude. "Can we...just stay like this for a while?" She asks softly, not wanting the moment to end. Her fingers idly trace circles on his chest, absently exploring the muscles beneath his skin.

"Just enjoying each other's company before we have to deal with whatever comes next?"

Smiling softly, she moves to sit in his lap, her legs wrapped around his waist. Her head rests against his shoulder as they both continue to catch their breath. "Thank you," she whispers, her fingers threading through the hair at the nape of his neck. "For everything."

She closes her eyes, enjoying the warmth and strength of his arms around her, wishing this moment could last forever.

She smiles at the memory, her fingers tracing idle patterns on his chest. "I remember it like it was yesterday...You were so kind to me, even though I didn't deserve it." She leans into him, their bodies pressing close together as they sit in the bath. "Thank you for everything that happened since then...for loving me and giving me a purpose."

Her eyes meet his, full of love and gratitude, and she can't help but wonder what the future holds for them.

She blushes at his words, her cheeks flushing pink beneath his fingers. "Thank you...I couldn't have done it without you," she murmurs softly before leaning in to press a gentle kiss against his jaw. "You always believed in me when no one else did."

She takes a deep breath, enjoying the feel of their wet skin sliding against each other as they sit together in the warm bath. "I don't know what the future holds...but I know that I want to face it with you by my side."

Her heart swells at the thought of facing whatever challenges may come with Arif by her side. "Me too," she whispers, holding him tightly. "I want to grow old with you, have a family together...be together forever." She takes another deep breath, savoring the scent of their skin and the warmth that radiates from his body. This is where she belongs, here in Arif's arms, safe and loved.

She smiles up at him, her heart fluttering in anticipation. "Alright...I trust you." She leans back into his embrace, their bodies pressed close together as they continue to relax in the bath. "I just want tonight to be about us...about our love and nothing else."

Her hand finds its way to his cheek, tracing gentle circles on his skin before pressing her lips against his, sharing a tender kiss that speaks of their devotion to each other.

She turns around in his lap, presenting her back to him. "Alright..." Her voice is breathy, anticipation making her feel warm all over. She closes her eyes, relishing the feeling of his strong hands on her skin as he begins to soap her up, washing away the sweat and dirt from their lovemaking. His touch is gentle but firm, sending shivers down her spine as he works his way up her back.

"Mmm...that feels so good," she moans softly, leaning further into him. "

Her breath hitches as he reaches her shoulders and begins to massage the tense muscles there. "Arif...you're so good at this," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. She arches her back slightly, offering more of herself to his touch, wanting him to know just how much she enjoys being in his arms.

His hands slide lower, washing the small of her back before moving down to cup her buttocks, squeezing them gently. "I love having you like this,"

She turns her head to the side, giving him a sultry smile. "Nine out of ten," she purrs, her voice low and husky. "But I'm sure I could convince you to earn that tenth point if you keep going like this." Her hips move involuntarily against his hand, pressing into the contact between them as she feels herself growing wetter with desire once more.

"So...what do I have to do?" She asks, her voice barely above a whisper now.

Her body freezes at the intrusion of his fingers, her eyes going wide with surprise and pleasure. "Ahhh...oh god..." She lets out a moan as he begins to stroke her internally, curling his fingers upwards to hit her G-spot expertly. Her hips buck against him, wanting more of the sensation that threatens to send her over the edge again.

"Yes," she pants between gasps for air. "That's...perfect."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to stroke her internally. "Yes...yes..." Her head falls back against his shoulder, her fingers digging into the porcelain of the tub as she tries to steady herself against the building waves of pleasure. "Please...don't stop..." Her hips buck even harder against his hand now, begging for release.

Her body trembles with anticipation and desire as he teases her mercilessly, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

Her body arches off the edge of the tub, her muscles tense and quivering as she comes with a force that threatens to send them both flying through the air. Her legs clamp tight around his hips, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she cries out in pleasure, her voice hoarse from the intensity of the release. Wave after wave of hot liquid spurts from her pussy, coating their hands and chests and splashing against the porcelain of the tub.

Her vision blurs as she comes down from her orgasmic high, her body limp and spent against his. "Oh my god..." She pants, still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure that course through her veins. Slowly, she brings a hand up to her face, wiping at the wetness there as she tries to catch her breath.

"That...was incredible," she whispers, her voice rough from exertion. "Thank you."