The Mafia’s Wanted Desires

ASHLEY.

I turned in my sleep, snuggling into Arden’s body and allowing his warmth to cocoon me. The smell of his body wash wafted into my nose and I felt nausea hit me immediately. Bile rose to my throat and I tried to pry myself out of his strong hold. The more I took time to get out of his arms, the overwhelming the urge to throw up became.

When I finally freed myself from his grip, I bolted off the bed, dashing right into the bathroom. I uncovered the lid of the water closet, puking my dinner out. I groaned, massaging my temples. I spat out the remnants of the vomit into the closet and closed the lid, dropping to the floor with a thud.

I suddenly felt so weak and light-headed. It felt like I had just puked my intestines out. I made sure to stay close to the closet and got everything out of my system before I got up and flushed it.

I sauntered over to the sink, rinsing off my mouth and face. I took a quick look at my reflection, furrowing my brows. I looked alright. If I were sick, I would be pale. It’s probably Arden’s body wash. I scrunched my nose in disgust, resisting the urge to storm into the bedroom, grab his body wash and throw it out. I made a mental note to tell him to change it before walking out of the bathroom.

I don’t like the smell of that body wash.

My eyes darted to the wall-clock in the room and it read; 1:00 am.

I exhaled and proceeded to get on the bed, throwing the covers over my body. I had barely shut my eyes when the chiming of my phone interrupted my sleep. I groaned in displeasure and reached for it on the nightstand that was just beside me.

I brought the phone to my face, mumbling incorrigible under my breath, groggily as I unlocked it. A new message popped up on the top part of my screen, causing me to jolt up with a start.

My eyes widened in shock.

Unknown

You should know…

I don’t like being ignored.

It gets on my nerves, beautiful.

My hands froze against my phone and it felt as though my veins were replaced with splinters of ice, freezing from the inside out. Cold sweat broke out on my face and my phone felt slippery against my wet palms.

The unknown sender was texting me again. First, it was the gifts and then, the text at the office, which Arden was just a blink from finding out. Now, it was a threat in the form of a text. The message was a propeller that took my breathing up a notch and my heart began pounding furiously against my ribcage.

I shot up from the bed, stepping out of the room through the sliding glass doors that led to the hot tub.

I exhaled, my fingers hovering on my screen while I debated whether to text back or not but then, I fucked the odds in my head and decided to send a text back, demanding what the person wanted from me.

ME.

What do you want from me?

Why do you keep texting me?

Leave me alone. I don’t want to talk to you!

I hit the send button and shortly after I did, a new message came in.

Unknown Sender.

Now, there’s a good girl.

ME.

Stay away from me.

A new message came in again.

Unknown Sender.

I can’t do that.

I scoffed, deciding I had had enough of this bullshit. I switched off my phone afterwards, digging my fingers into my hair and brushing it backwards.

I spun around, only to crash into a hard surface. I glanced up and my heart dropped to the pit of my stomach at the sight of my husband. His cold green eyes bore into me, unflinchingly. His gaze was so scrutinising that it made me swallow really hard. I released a shaky breath, taking a step backwards.

“What’s wrong?” He queried, his eyes fixated on me. It was almost as though he was dating me to lie to him.

“Nothing,” I answered in a heartbeat.

“It doesn’t look like that,” he replied, tucking his hands into his pockets. He squinted his eyes at me and scoffed.

“Are you lying to me, Peach?” He demanded.

“What? No!”

His gaze didn’t waver and I knew I had to come up with something.

“Fine, you caught me.” I rolled my eyes.

“I threw up not quite long ago. The scent of your body wash is upsetting, so I came out to text Ivana and Dawn about it.” I half-lied. I wasn’t exactly lying. I did throw up. I just exempted the part where a maniac has been texting me for days now and that’s because he doesn’t have to know.

“You are throwing up?”

“Come here,” He pulled me closer without warning, feeling my forehead. I giggled like a child at how he was acting like a mom.

“I am fine, Arden. But you have to change the body wash though.” I scrunched my nose in disgust.

“You are sure you are okay?” He asked me again, worry etched on his face.

“Yes, I am fine but you can make it better.” I gave him a sensual stare before moving away from him and shrugging my robe off my body. It fell to the floor with a plop, revealing my naked body which shivered beneath the cold. I bobbed my throat swiftly, turning to him and pushing my hair off my neck.

His dark green eyes were narrowed at me, desire etched in them. They swept over my frame subtly, leaving a ball of fire everywhere they touched. My breath hitched softly as I stood rooted to a spot, waiting for him to come to me. But then, he didn’t. So, I took it up a notch and strutted over to the tub, getting in. I sucked in a breath when the scalding water met my skin, eliciting a swallow and a chuckle from me.

I dived deeper, pushing my head beneath the surface and getting back out.

“Come on, Arden…”

“Are you scared to fuck me now?” I teased him, giggling with a lip bite. He chortled and got rid of his sweatpants. His thick length was soon out in the open, bare and accessible to my touch. I felt my pussy throb at the sight of it, causing me to sigh in frustration.

He strode forward, dominantly, letting himself into the tub. I was a few feet away from him, watching him intently.

“Come here,” he ordered me, and I swam forward. My pace might have been too slow for him because the minute I was inches away from him, he tugged me forward with force and I moaned. Fuck, I loved it whenever he was rough.

My back met the edge of the pool in no time and our lips collided in a fiery kiss that thickened the fiery sensation that hung in the air. The tub suddenly felt a thousand hotter. My toes curled in pleasure and I moaned against his mouth when he dug his fingers into my hair, fisting them in his hands. My vision grew blurrier with each stroke of his lips against mine and I could have sworn I melted into a puddle when he slipped his tongue into my mouth, exploring and savouring every inch of my mouth, leaving me to catch up with his hungry pace.

He detached our lips, tugging softly at my lips with a chuckle. He hoisted me up, wrapping my legs around him and he gently slid into me, latching his mouth on my nipple at the same time.

“Oh, fuck!” I moaned loudly, cradling the back of his head to my chest. I tossed my head to the back when he pulled out of me and slide into me again, ravishing my boobs like he had been starved of it.

My legs wavered and he had to keep me in place with his arms, holding me firmly. He weakened my knees with his thrusts. His head left my boobs, meeting my neck where he showered soft kisses onto.

“The way you clench around me drives me crazy, baby.” He whispered into my ears, tweaking my nipples softly, his strokes getting stronger. My eyes fluttered shut in pleasure, a nerve-wracking ecstasy washing over me. I whimpered when he began hitting my sensitive spot, eliciting loud, breathy moans from me.

“Fuck, Arden!”

He grabbed one of my legs that were wrapped around his waist, hoisting it on his shoulder, so he could penetrate properly and his strokes were so deep when he did that, hitting my walls mercilessly, causing me to mewl in pleasure. The contact of the sizzling water on my skin, alongside his mind-shattering thrusts was so stimulating, causing me to dig my nails into the skin of his back.

“You love that, huh?”

“You love how good it feels, how good I feel inside you?” He chuckled, darkly, sucking on the skin of my neck and plunging in and out of me with an intensity that shook me to the core.

“Yes,” I whimpered. My brain couldn’t bring itself to conjure speeches and my mouth couldn’t even convey them. My senses were overpowered by the heightened pleasure I felt, robbing me of my defences. I dragged my manicured nails across his back, not caring if they were going to leave marks on his.

He kneaded my boobs in his hands, flicking his thumb over my nipple as he groaned into my neck.

“This pussy, this boobs, you, all mine. Every inch of you belongs to me, Peach. Do you understand that?” He demanded huskily, slamming into me with an heavy force that rammed me against the edge of the tub.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Oh, my God!” I cried out in pleasure.

“Do you understand that?” He growled possessively.

“Yes, I do. Yes.” My words were rushed and coated with moans.

“Good girl,” he murmured.

“Oh___shit! Arden, I am going to fucking cum!” My vision was blurred with tears, huge knots building up in my abdomen. I tightened my hands around him, breaking into a loud sob as a surge of vibration shot through me. It overwhelmed me and crushed me with pure ecstasy.

“That’s it, baby. Cum with me.” He grunted.

My legs shook uncontrollably, my toes curling in pleasure. I fisted his hair, a scream eluding me as I found my release. He growled into my neck, muttering profanities before shooting his seeds into me and filling me up with it.

He chuckled, taking his head off my neck and looking up to gaze at me like I was an empyrean being that had just dropped from the sky. He squinted his brow in awe, swiping his thumb over my lower lip.

“Fuck, you are perfect.” He whispered, teary-eyed. His words reached out to the deepest part of my soul, brushing it so daintily, yet it shook me to the core, eliciting a gasp from me.

“I love you,” he added, and without giving me any moment to respond, he claimed my lips in a soft kiss. I cupped his face, kissing him back with equal intensity.

Answering him could wait.