The Mafia Contract Series

Today has been life changing in every aspect of the word because the thought of losing Jasmine shocked me into understanding something I tried so hard to fight against. Love is the reason we live with the madness. For one smile from soft lips, or a seductive gaze from lust-filled eyes. It drives us to do the unthinkable and as I taste my wife’s sweet lips; this sex room is anything but.

It’s a neutral paradise where we can be ourselves without letting the world in on our secret. She is only mine in this room and that’s why I told her how I feel-right here in the room where our bonds will grow stronger over time.

For now, I want to savor every minute of my time with her and as I worship my wife, I plant soft kisses over her body and love hearing her gentle moans.

I push her back onto the bed and stroke her hair lovingly, taking a deep kiss of possession that leaves her in no doubt of the dominance I need to survive. Gentleness has its place, but so does raw passion, and as I intensify the kiss and dip my fingers inside her heat, she arches against me with a soft moan of desire. I feel my shaft throbbing against her soft stomach and rub gently, loving how good she is against my skin. I’m like a king as I conquer my demons and what better way than to fuck my mate deeply, thoroughly and with a possession that leaves her in no doubt who’s the boss in our relationship.

Holding her wrists in one hand, I raise them above her head, lengthening her body to give me complete access and as I drive in hard, she screams my name as I thrust inside relentlessly, desperately needing to leave my mark. For once, I let nature dictate the outcome and it becomes the most important thing in my life to tear through any last defense left in place as I groan with a longing that surprises me. Tonight, I make love for the first time in my life and the feelings that bring with it, tells me this is perfectly right. I need to show Jasmine Sontauro what she signed up for and like a wild animal, I bite her neck, intent on marking that beautiful, soft skin. I want the world to see she’s mine and so I rut inside her relentlessly, ignoring her cries of passion as she climaxes on my rigid shaft. I don’t give her time to recover and spin her around until she rides my cock, relishing the sight of her glorious tits dancing before my eyes. Leaning up, I pop one in my mouth and suck hard and fast and as I push up into her wet, slick heat, all the tension, the pain and every last trace of fear leaves me as I lose myself in the pleasure only being inside this woman brings.

With the loudest roar of my life, I shoot my load so hard and fast I’m surprised it doesn’t drip from inside her mouth and as she clenches on my cock, and screams my name, she joins in a moment that was a long time coming for both of us.

WE FUCK like animals for the remainder of the night. Touching, tasting, learning everything that makes our bodies hum with passion. As the sun raises its flaming face to a new dawn, Jasmine snuggles beside me with her leg over mine and her fingers trailing soft circles across my tattoos.

We have spoken about many things through the night and she surprises me by laughing softly.

“What’s so funny?”

“I was thinking of Freya, actually.”

“Your princess friend.”

She giggles against my chest, and I could listen to it all day. “I was wondering that why, during the most turbulent day of your life, you ordered her father to take his family out for the day.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s out of character and knowing you, you had a good reason for that.”

“I did. When you told me about them listening in on conversations that should never be spoken, it brought many bad memories crashing back. It struck me that I didn’t have one memory of spending a day with my parents. No days out, no laughter, and no family time. So, I gave them a memory to cherish if all else failed. A time they were happy and enjoyed shutting the world out. No problems and no distractions; a day to remember when shit gets real.”

I don’t think I could love him more and it strikes me of something else that occurred to me. “Is that why you broke your own rule and never used protection?”

He turns to face me and the look in his eye makes me catch my breath as he strokes my face and whispers, “I couldn’t imagine anything more perfect than creating another version of you. To deny the world such a pleasure would be a tragedy.”

“But it could be a duplicate of you, Angelo. What happens then?”

“As I said, it would be a tragedy.” He grins and captures my laughter with his gorgeous mouth and as we continue to enjoy the most precious time in the world, I thank God we made it at all.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.