Free Affliction by S. W. Frank

she had.
    The painting belonged to the magistrate’s relative that was stolen during the Nazi occupation. Such a recovery had Sophie kept her side of the bargain would have resulted in not only Yosef’s freedom but a host of newfound political friends. However, upon release from prison he found threats by enemies.
    On the evening celebration with Sophie, he recalled fuzziness after having drunk the wine she poured. He awakened the next morning to find Sophie and the painting missing. He exited Naples, but was then detained when he reached America to request an extension from the judge. He was too late. He had missed the deadline and forgiveness is not granted after several hours of delays.
    Sophie, the slick woman had no intention of honoring the bargain, she admitted it didn’t she?
    The cunning woman .
    But, Sophie was unaware her life was dependent upon him. He would wait to tell her after he was satiated. That slip of a girl he married miscarried not long after his release, but he did not care, she had served her purpose. The parole board ruled in his favor and his freedom was secured, for now. A turn of events facilitated he seek divorce and until the decree was final he purchased a villa on the outskirts of Catania where he settled in obscurity. His temporary wife was housed in a quaint farmhouse in Cefalú until he shipped her away with money to end the farce.
    Once his debt was paid to another he could continue to expand his Mafiya Empire. The Mediterranean Sea and the proximity to Africa was an ideal location for business operations that consisted of drugs, arms and jewels.
    Who needed a useless girl when stimulating conversations and love-making with a sexy baleboste are the alternative?
    T he idea of distributing his goods across the globe was seductive, just like the succulent texture of Sophie’s mouth and her influence.
    Sophie met his ardor with fire. He cursed in Hebrew as he fumbled with his belt buckle until it loose ned. The shapely curves of a woman, full buxom and naughty kisses are what Sophie possessed and he wanted to consume.
    Yosef freed himself from his lower garment. The penetration he longed for came along with a surprisingly bold taunt. “Take your payment Yosef…but I recall the opportunity was missed because you were unable to hold liquor and fell asleep.”
    He slammed inward and the settee legs scratched the polished floor during the motion. He liked the claws raking his arms, the teeth on his skin. He closed his eyes for a moment to savor the feel of Sophie again.
    His eyes opened. What a pair they would make. He thrilled to discover how it would feel to wake each day to her warm body. Harder he went, shaking a vase down from a mantle.
    Yosef h oist her ankles into the air and this time she moaned. “Better…um…maybe you can stay for one notte.” She grinned naughtily, nibbling his lower lip, toying with the lion unleashed from a cage, making him growl from the stickiness clinging to the piston of skin stroking hard and fast.
    Yosef’s face contorted in pleasure. Spasm after spasm he suffered attached to the lioness as she marked him below with muscle clenches a novice girl-wife could not do.
    “You like, sí?” she asked with the accent which seduced him long ago .
    “You know I do!” He countered, raising her hem to her neck to suck her melon breasts until bruised. But, she did not cry like the foolish girl he bedded, in fact she gave orders. “There, sí, oh yes bello, I like when you do that. Do it again!”
    He pant and the branches of his penis pulsed uncontrollably. “Our discussion regarding your debt may take years to settle,” he remarked in a gravel of a voice.
    Impaled and enjoying the throbbing of his member, she breathed on his neck while rubbing his firm skin. “I think we can reach an amicable resolution before morning, bello.”
    He smirked. She was as ignorant as he the day he drank from her glass of wine and found he was fucked.
    C HAPTER