Mafia Kings: Adriano: Dark Mafia Romance Series #2

The next morning was… awkward.

I woke up with dappled sunlight shining in through the window.

I opened my eyes a crack and was immediately confused by the unfamiliar surroundings.

Where am I? I thought drowsily –Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Then memories of the previous night came flooding back.

The hotel –

The gunfight –

Sergio –

And Adriano fucking me.

At that point, my eyes opened wide.

Oh SHIT.

I couldn’t believe I’d done that.

I’d slept with a guy the first night I’d met him –

And worst of all, a GANGSTER.

A mafioso.

The type of person I hated because of what they’d done to my father.

But…

Adriano was going to help me find my father.

So…

Was he really a bad guy?

He couldn’t be!

He’d saved my life at the hotel!

More importantly, he’d saved my mother’s life, even though it had cost him with his family.

He was okay…

…right?

I really wanted him to be a good guy, deep down…

Because I really didn’t want to admit to myself I’d slept with a shitty, horrible person.

And…

…if I’m being truthful…

…because it had been the best sex of my life.

I could still feel a pleasant ache inside me, a gentle throbbing between my legs.

It reminded me of him being inside me.

He’d been so big…

And soooooo good.

But…

I couldn’t do that again.

I shouldn’t have done it in the first place.

Not if he was like the assholes who had taken advantage of my father all these years…

And made him and my mother miserable…

And turned Florence into a cesspool of corruption.

I lay there thinking all of this…

And then I realized he was probably in the bed with me.

OH SHIT.

I was still naked, too.

OH SHIT, OH SHIT –

I felt like I was in a horror movie again –

Except this time the heroine’s life wasn’t in danger.

No…

She just finds herself in the most awkward situation imaginable.

I very, very slowly looked over my shoulder.

My heart was thudding in my chest…

Because I was expecting to find him staring at me with those gorgeous, smoldering eyes.

He’d be naked, too –

And he’d already be hard, with his huge, gorgeous cock ready to go.

He’d reach out to touch me –

And I wasn’t sure if I would be able to resist him.

It was going to be horrible –

I couldn’t escape –

But I looked anyway –

…and he wasn’t there.

The bed was empty.

I felt relief… and also terrible disappointment.

Sad trombone sound: whomp WHOMP.

I got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom.

Every step I took triggered that pleasant ache between my legs.

I kept remembering how he’d thrust so deep inside me –

And made me come so hard –

Oh SHIT –

I let him come inside me!

I could feel something trickling down my thigh.

His cum –

OH SHIT.

I wasn’t worried about getting pregnant. I was on the NuvaRing, which was good for five weeks –

But…

You know.

STDs and whatnot.

The only thing was, even though I knew I shouldn’t…

I kind of wanted to feel him come inside me again.

Last night, I had already orgasmed when he started coming.

The noises he’d made…

And the sensation of him spurting inside me…

It had been such a turn-on that it made me immediately climax again.

And even harder.

I was breathing heavily by the time I grasped the bathroom doorknob.

Then I froze.

Oh shit… could he be inside?

I didn’t hear the shower –

But that didn’t mean anything.

Maybe he was naked in there.

I was naked.

If he saw me naked, would he get hard?

Or maybe he had morning wood.

Maybe his cock was already stiff –

Should I knock?

I probably should –

But if I knocked and he said Don’t come in, then I wouldn’t get to see…

And if he really didn’t want me to see, he’d have locked the door.

Right?

So I tried the doorknob.

It turned, and I pushed the door open, my heart beating wildly –

…but the bathroom was empty.

Whomp WHOMP.

Damn it.

I turned on the water and got into the shower…

But I left the door unlocked.

Just in case he needed something in the bathroom.

Like me.