Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
He hadn’t fucked her – yet – and was still interested in fucking her, but Mimi’s case was a teeny bit complicated. Victor hated workplace relationships because look how well it worked out between him and Macy, yeah! – note the sarcasm.
And as much as he wanted Macy out of his sight, she was an important asset to Lukas – nor did he have the heart to cost her her job just because he had a petty grudge against her. So yeah, he didn’t want a repeat of that with Mimi.
Mimi was not an important asset to Lukas – she was just a means to keep Rhea in line if the need come up- she was important to Victor!
…..
His food source! He couldn’t lose his delicious meals, so his little brother might as well go on a little break.
Moreover, something was refreshing about this relationship. He could tease and have fun with her all he wanted. Mimi was a cool person to be with, he didn’t want to ruin that charm by sleeping with her.
Victor had this belief Mimi’s appeal would vanish the moment they had sex – their current dynamic would change. He would categorize her as the same as the other women he has been with. So yeah, he would thrive on this innocent relationship as long as it lasts and in the end, do the deal. There was no woman on earth he can’t win over!
He watched her silently and noticed with glee that she wasn’t prettier than him. He wasn’t even a fun of blonde – no prejudice there – but he preferred wavy brunettes, his ideal woman.
But, Ooh! Her hair was quite soft, Victor realized when he pushed some strands out of her face. And what shampoo does she use? He leaned down to sniff her hair only for the subtle scent of jasmine, bergamot, and sandalwood to fill his nose. Well, that was nice?
It was while Victor was taking in the scent of her hair that his gaze moved to her slender neck and he gulped. He could already imagine the number of things he could do to that attractive neck like kissing his way from her chin in a lazy trail as she arches her back.
Even as Victor imagined that scene, his hand unconsciously trailed down to her throat, tracing the dip in her neck and relishing how soft her skin was. It wasn’t until Mimi made a long, low sound in her throat that he caught himself and withdraw his hands immediately.
What the fuck was that? What the hell was he doing? Victor was flabbergasted and red in the face. It was almost as if he had been under a spell and he didn’t know what he was doing, lost in his thought, but he sure as hell loved the feeling. Her skin was so smooth and soft – he was tempted to have another touch.
The moment Mimi stirred, Victor’s heart jumped in his throat thinking she was awake and knew what to do. Damn it, he was in deep shit.
“It was merely a touch,” He was determined to defend himself when instead, Mimi’s hand landed on his chest.
“Ouch!” He exclaimed in pain, that seriously hurt. Victor was ready to give her a piece of his mind only to realize she was still asleep. Thinking it was merely a mistake, Victor forgave her and carefully returned her hand to her side. And maybe he did deserve that.
However, not less than a minute after he “returned” her hand, Mimi placed her leg on him this time and Victor looked down at it with his brows raised.
With the fear of God in him, he gently returned her leg to its rightful position with a sigh. Seems someone was having too much activity in her sleep.
It seemed like she stopped moving or so Victor thought because a minute later, Mimi turned and this time, she placed her hand and legs on him and was practically lying on him because she hooked Victor in such a way he couldn’t free himself from her web. She was the worst sleeper he has ever seen!
Victor tried to free himself but each time he attempted that, she would only tighten her grip around him and sleepily mumble nonsense he had no clue what it was all about.
Victor was not really against her using him as a human bolster but this was a really precarious position. With every little move Mimi made, she was literally grounding against his little brother that had sprung to life. Not to mention her breath hit him directly on his neck further arousing him.
He had never felt tempted until today!
Sadly, he can’t do shit to a sleeping woman, especially not to Mimi. Victor suddenly remembered that verse of the Bible that said, “Flee from temptation,”.
Unfortunately, temptation was entangled with him.
Die From Blue Balls
Victor’s body was on fire but cold sweat broke out on his forehead. This was the worst torture a man could be submitted to.
Mimi wouldn’t let go of him no matter how much he strived, and struggling was hugely detrimental on his side because that meant movement against his arousal. He was going to die from a blue ball! Wait a minute, has anyone died from a blue ball?
Victor closed his eyes and said a prayer. His mother had done her very best to steer them away from the family business and that involved making him attend church as a kid. So yeah, he knows his Bible well.
In a critical situation like this, the best solution was to train his mind and in turn, his mind would influence his body. His excitement was caused by the hormones sent from his brain, what if he shut down that central command?
So Victor subjected himself to recite the “Lord’s prayer” and tried not to focus on the feelings below. The mind controlled the body, it was time to cultivate his mind.
“For even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death….” He continued reciting.
Meanwhile…
Mimi surprisingly didn’t dream of a bullet piercing a man’s head or the mesh of blood on her face, this time, she saw herself as a kid walking around in a grassy, floral landscape populated by rabbits with bird calls audible in the background.
Suddenly, four different colored characters with screens on her stomach and antennas on their head appeared from a large semicircular door at a dome’s foot.
…..
“Teletubbies!” Her younger self screamed in excitement.
What the fuck!
Mimi, at least the older and responsible one, could recognize that she was surprisingly a little kid, however, she couldn’t control her reactions!
No wonder it was a dream.
She once loved the television series as a kid so she couldn’t understand why she was dreaming of it now?
Tell that to her younger self who already sprinted after the green, yellow, red, and purple Teletubbies. However, as soon as she grabbed Tinky Winky, the purple Teletubby, he disappeared only to appear in another location.
“Huh,” Younger Mimi stared down at her hand in wonder. Did he escape her? Hah! She was not giving up.
She went after Laa-Laa, the yellow one, but just like Tinky Winky, she vanished from her grasp and reappeared in a different location.
Mimi then made up her mind, fine, they wanted to play a game of chase, she was game!
So Mimi began to chase after the Teletubbies who didn’t fail to entertain her by running in different directions, almost teasing her. But Mimi was determined and in no time tackled Dipsy, the grumpy green Teletubby to the ground.
He was very, very strong but Mimi was stronger, “Heehee…” She laughed mischievously, “I’m never letting go of you!”
So she lay on the Teletubby with satisfied glee. It was a dream come true to have finally played with one of her favorite Teletubbies, the grin didn’t leave her face even as the fog surrounding her brain began to clear…
“Hmmm,” Mimi finally stirred from sleep. Her cheek was plastered firmly against something warm, firm yet fleshy at the same time. It felt good….
Wait a minute… did she just say fleshy?
Her eyes finally popped open and Mimi lifted her face to discover she was lying on Victor’s body.
She screamed as loud as a banshee and got off the bed in a hurry – but not without grabbing the pillow and began to hurl them at him