Married to the Mafia Boss

Carmine

I’ve been sitting in my apartment for a few days just thinking about Arianna. I wonder how long it will take Helena to convince Romero to trust me, if she can at all. I don’t know what I expect to happen, but I know I can’t give up on us being together.

I can’t take this waiting anymore. I grab my bike keys and leave the apartment, driving to Brooklyn, where I know she likes to race. I pull into the lot and see no cars around, but I decide to wait. Maybe she’ll come past to look for a race and see me. I can only hope.

I see headlights flash, and my heart swells with excitement. The car stops, the lights turn off, and my blood runs cold.

It’s Dominic.

He climbs out of the car and walks toward me. “What are you doing here, Carmine?”

“Getting some fresh air,” I say, cocking my head to the side. “What about you?”

“You just can’t stop lying, can you?” Dominic growls. “This is why you can’t be trusted with my sister. Now, we told you not to see her, so what do you think you’re doing at a place she likes to visit.”

“Why are you acting like this?” I ask. “You are my best friend, Dominic. We are brothers. Do you really think so little of me that I can’t see your sister?”

“My sister has always been off-limits, brother,” he sneers. “You crossed that line.”

“I love her,” I say, raising my voice. “I love her more than you could ever understand. Or maybe you could, ‘caus I reckon you love Sofia like I love Arianna.”

“Leave both of them out of this conversation,” Dominic snarls.

“I respect Alessandro doesn’t want me to see her, Dom, but nothing you say will change how I feel for her. I fucking love her. Whether I can be with her or not, I love her. There will never be another person for me.” I move to get my helmet, and Dominic watches me.

“I don’t want some player breaking my sister’s heart,” he says.

“Yeah, I’ve heard that, like what? A thousand times now. I don’t know if you are even listening to me, but I’m not a player. I won’t hurt her, ever. I would kill myself before I did.” I get on my bike and turn my head in his direction. “What would you do?”

“What would I do about what?” he asks.

“If Sofia weren’t allowed to see you because of your playboy past? I mean, are you going to cheat on Sofia? Are you going to break her heart? I don’t think you will, yet you’re dead set I can’t have changed. Why is that?”

“Stay away from my sister,” Dominic says quietly. “I mean it, Carmine.”

“Whatever you say, brother.” I put my helmet on and start my bike, revving it loudly before zipping out of the parking lot back toward my apartment.

The door is slightly open when I get there, and I pull my gun from the holster on my hips. I nudge the door open slowly, but the lights are on, and Arianna is sitting in the living room, which I can see from the front door.

I lower the gun. “Ari, what are you doing here?”

She gets up and rushes to me, throwing herself against me. I wrap my arms around her. “Ari, what are you doing here?” I ask again. “If your brother finds out.”

“He won’t. He thinks I’m asleep in bed,” she says softly.

“He doesn’t think that,” I say, putting her at arm’s length. “He’s a really smart man.”

“I know, but I put measures in place to make sure if he checks on me, it looks like I’m there,” she grins. “Aren’t you happy to see me?”

I shake my head and chuckle. “Of course I am. I mean, I just came back from looking for you in Brooklyn.”

She stands on her toes and wraps her arms around my neck. “Then kiss me.”

I do kiss her. I kiss her as though this is my last moment on Earth, and I need to make it count. I put my gun on the counter and hold her ass, lifting her so she wraps her legs around me. I stumble slightly with the added weight but quickly navigate my way to my bedroom.

I drop her on the bed and grin. “I’m going to make you scream my name,” I promise.

I reach down and pull her shoes off, tossing them aside. Then I grab the hem of her tights. “Lift,” I command and pull down as she does so, leaving her in just a sheer pair of panties.

“Yummy,” I growl. She props herself up on her elbows as I spread her legs. I kiss her thigh gently. “I do love the way you taste.”

“How do I taste?” she asks, feigning curiosity.

“Like a breeze on a hot summer day,” I say quietly, kissing further up her thigh.

“Like a cold bottle of water after a marathon,” I continue, kissing closer to her mound.

She tips her head back. “Stop teasing, Carmine.”

I grin, hook a finger in her underwear, and tug it to the side. I place delicate kisses all over her lips before I slide my tongue between them, groaning softly for her pleasure. She whimpers, and I know she’s aching for this.

My dick is already standing at attention. I play with her clit with my tongue. Ringing that doorknob of Satan as though I own hell. I can tell by how she tries to shut her legs, arches her back, and whimpers that I’m doing the right thing. I slide two fingers into her and start to move them while I noisily slurp at the juices that spill out of her.

“Oh God, that is hot,” she cries out, bucking her hips slightly. “More.”

I grin and move my head quickly, so my tongue flicks quickly, driving her insane. Then I stop and slurp between her lips hungrily.

I stop and get up, and she whines slightly, but she grins as she sees me undoing my pants. “Oh yes, I don’t want no love involved tonight, Carmine. I want you to fuck me.”

I grin. “I’ll do that gladly, darling.” I push my pants down and pull out my rock-hard dick. I spit on my hand and rub it up and down the shaft before I position myself.

I don’t ask if she’s ready. I just push into her. I don’t wait for her to get her bearings. I just start to pound in and out of her, moving my hips quickly. “Oh, fuck, yeah,” I groan, feeling the heat rise to my face.

I sit up and yank at her shirt, pulling it roughly over her head. She unclasps the front of her bar, and her boobs burst out as though begging for air. I put both hands on her breasts and squeeze as I continue to pound in and out of her. “Fuck, I’m going to cum real soon,” I grunt, her hips moving with mine.

“I want you to cum in me so badly,” she cries. “Make me your dirty little girl, Carmine.”

“You are mine,” I growl, letting go of her breasts and placing a hand on either side of her head. I kiss her roughly. “You belong to me.”

A few minutes of rough pounding go by, and I ejaculate the hardest I’ve ever done. I sit there panting, my dick softening while still in her. I pull it out and collapse next to her.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You’ve got me bewitched,” I finally breathe out.

She laughs, and it’s the sweetest sound. “Well, we can do this all night.”

“I wish we could.” I turn on my side and prop myself up. “But it’s late, and you should be getting home.”

She pouts, and it breaks my heart. I kiss her nose. “We’ll see each other again soon. I promise. I meant what I said. You belong to me now.”

She smiles and kisses me softly. “For once, I don’t mind.”