The Mafia Contract Series

This is it. I know it’s going to happen and I’m impatient for that. I’m not even embarrassed, which surprises me. The doubts have been erased and, if anything, I can’t wait.

For him.

To experience what it’s like to be loved. I really believe he is genuine. Nobody could fake emotion like that. Flynn is like a blank page with a mirror into his soul. So closed and enigmatic one moment and then when he allows it, the drapes part and I see the emotion inside. He is an enigma; a complicated man of extremes and I still can’t believe I got so lucky. I know he’s not a catch in the usual sense of the word. A bad man, he says. A killer and cold-blooded murderer and a man with no shame. Not exactly the man your father intended for your future, but love has a strange habit of rewriting the rules.

As we enter the guest bedroom, I hold my breath as Flynn stands and removes his shirt and shrugs out of his pants. I’m not surprised to see he has nothing on underneath, and I try hard not to stare at something that is already making my eyes water.

His soft voice drifts toward me as he says, “Take off your clothes.”

“I can’t.” I whisper with shame and embarrassment and just wish he would draw the drapes and let the darkness hide my body from his eager eyes.

“Louisa, take off your clothes.”

His voice is firm and with a sigh, I reach for my top and my hands tremble as I pull it over my head. I have never stood before a man in my underwear before and his gentle voice says, “Now your skirt.”

The shame washes over me as I step out of my skirt and hate that my unattractive underwear must be seriously turning him off right now. A lone tear escapes as I struggle with what he’s asking and then, to my surprise, a gentle finger brushes it away and he whispers, “You are so beautiful.”Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“I’m…” “Beautiful.” His voice is firm and offers no argument and he twists my hair around his fingers and whispers, “You are an angel. A beautiful angel who doesn’t realize how powerful she is. Look at me, Louisa.”

I flutter my eyes open and see pure lust looking back at me, and he growls like a tortured soul. “I want you more than I have wanted any other woman in my life. I am holding everything I ever wanted in my arms, and I won’t let you feel ashamed of that.”

“I’m not ashamed of you, Flynn.”

His mouth silences my words and as he kisses me deeply, I sense the anguish being chipped away one kiss at a time.

His hands slide around my back and unhook my bra and as it falls to the ground, his low moan of desire does something to me inside. He bends his lips to capture my nipple between his teeth, causing me to gasp out loud and as he sucks on my breast, it’s like nothing on earth. His other hand moves lower and rips off my panties, and to my complete mortification, he kneels before me and buries his face against my throbbing pussy.

His tongue sweeps along the length of it, causing me to groan and as the wet trail welcomes him inside, he gently parts my thighs and sucks and tastes my clit, causing me to cry out.

This is the most exquisite torture and suddenly nothing else matters but the pleasure he is inflicting on my body.

The licking, biting, and tasting causes his own groans to join mine. It makes me bolder, and I twist my fingers in his hair and as he stands and pulls me flush against his body, I love how good it is.

It gives me courage to explore his own body and I love how he groans when I lick and bite his own flesh, dropping onto my knees to worship him as he did to me. I don’t even hesitate and sweep my tongue around his crown and savor the drops that spill from the top. He fists my hair and guides my mouth onto the length of him and as he slides inside, he fills me completely with his shaft that lies like velvet against my tongue. As he eases back and forth, I suck and lick and am empowered by his response to that. His heavy breathing and low moans spur me on when I see what I can do for him.

He thrusts deeper into the back of my throat and it’s as if he fills me entirely. Then he pulls out and drags me roughly to my feet and the lust blazing from his eyes turns me on way more than I ever thought it would. It’s suddenly so incredibly important to feel him inside me and my pussy is throbbing with an urgent need that shocks me a little. He leads me across to the bed and pushes me gently back and I’m not ashamed as he stands staring at the whole of me while I lie back against the sheets.

“You are so beautiful, Louisa. I can’t believe I got so lucky.”

His compliment makes me sexy, desirable and loved and when he growls low in his throat, “Spread your legs,” I’m not even ashamed to do as he asks.

Dropping to his knees, he buries his face against my wet heat and licks and bites until the sensation is almost unbearable. I’m surprised to find it’s not enough and I want so much more and as he crawls up my body, worshipping every inch of it, he settles between my thighs and whispers, “Taste how much your body wants me.”

As he kisses me deeply, I am aroused by the flavor of my virtue on his tongue and as he pushes against my opening with his hard cock, I am considering begging him to fuck me and not to stop.

Instead, he hesitates and strokes my hair lovingly and whispers, “I’ll grab a condom and then, if you are happy to continue, I want to fuck you all night long.”

His dirty words are like a pin from a grenade, and I say breathlessly, “Fuck the condom, Flynn. I don’t want anything between us.”

“But…” “I’m on the pill and clean and I don’t need a medical certificate from you either, because for some irrational reason, I trust you.”

He stares at me with such an expression of love I hitch my breath because as moments go, this one is the best of my life and he says huskily, “I’m clean. I have never been inside any woman unprotected, so this is a first for me.”

He gazes in wonder into my eyes and as he eases in, there is a sharp pain as he pushes through my last defense. I call out but he captures it in his mouth and as his large cock grazes my walls, I’m so full it’s as if he has crawled into my body and, as he said, owns it.

With his skin flush against mine and his breathing heavy against my cheek, I’m surprised by how natural this is. Just knowing he is inside me turns me on way more than I ever thought it would and as he cups my ass and pulls me even closer, I enjoy a glorious sense of fulfillment.

He thrusts deeper, faster, harder, and my mind is scrambled as it struggles to deal with the emotions and sensations he is creating. It’s like a lethal cocktail as he intoxicates my senses and as he powers through my final defense, I cry out as his cock pushes against my clit, rubbing it, stimulating it, and owning it. Time has no meaning now. I don’t even register where we are, just the building wave of euphoria that he has created. An urgency for something unknown fills me as I hold my breath and then with one final thrust a sensation so glorious races through my body like a river that’s burst its banks and as my body shudders and convulses under his, he roars against me as his own climax spills deep inside my womb.