Page 32 of Mafia Baby

“So, what happened at home?” he asks, joining me on the couch.

“Uh, well, William started the whole thing, mentioning you and how we saw each other at the gala.”

“Does he know how much we saw of each other at the gala?” Dom’s smirk sends a chill down my arms, and I remember every moment of being in the bathroom with him.

“Definitely not.” I slap his arm lightly and laugh. Taking a sip of my tea, I look at him over the rim of the mug.

He’s in a simple black shirt and jeans, which is not unusual for his everyday style, from what I’ve seen. Somehow, with his muscular biceps pushing against his sleeves and his now bare feet poking out of the jeans, he makes it look like the hottest outfit a man can wear.

My phone lets me know that I have a message. I immediately know that it’s my mother. She’s asking where I am, so I tell her I’m spending the weekend at a friend’s place. Her replies tell me she’s happy with my response.

I can sense Dom sitting next to me on the couch, looking at me. “What?” I ask him.

He shakes his head slowly. “Nothing. Just looking.”

“Well, why don’t you do more than look?” I gaze at him under my eyelashes and get up onto my knees, shifting to position myself over him. He grabs my hips and pulls me down onto his lap, kissing me softly as he does.

He’s hard. I can feel it through his jeans, which is impressive.

Not that I can speak, because being in his loft, even with no whiskey buzzing me up, I’m so wet I wouldn’t be surprised if I’ve left a damp spot on his lap.

I grind into him, moaning as I do. There’s a heat in between my legs that seems to be coming from both of us, and it’s driving me crazy.

“Ah, did you just call me so I could satisfy your craving?” He growls as his lips make their way down my neck and to my chest. I lift myself so that his mouth is level with my breasts.

“No,” I breathe out. “That’s just a bonus.”

Dom starts to pull my maxi dress down over my shoulders, so I shift off his lap to help him. It’s so long that I need to stand up to take it off properly.

It slides down, leaving me naked except for a pink thong. I’m standing in front of Dom as he licks his lips. I can see him studying each and every one of my curves.

Then he brings his tongue to my stomach, licking down until he reaches my thong. Taking the material in his teeth, he pulls the underwear down my leg, pulling it with his hand the last few inches.

I move to sit back down on him, but he stands instead and picks me up, carrying me over to the bed.

I can feel how wet I am on my bare legs now. I pull him down onto the bed with me and kiss him, moving my hands to pull his pants down. He stands up and does it for me, removing his shirt as well.

He hovers over me again, kissing my chest, my shoulders, and nibbling on my earlobe. As great as it feels, my pussy is crying out for him.

I wrap my legs around him, pulling my body down closer to his, and guide his cock with my hand. He lets me move him until he’s entering me, and then he takes control again, pushing until he’s all the way inside.

My body has gotten used to his huge size, and the stretching is always delicious now, rather than painful.

Something about my pregnancy hormones is heightening the pleasure of his cock inside of me, and I can hear how loud I’m being as he thrusts slowly in and out of me.

“Is that good, baby?” he asks me, his voice rough.

“Oh, fuck, Dom,” I murmur, writhing beneath him. “It’s amazing.”

“More?” he asks me.

“More,” I echo, lifting my hips to meet his.

He grips my hips and starts to move faster inside of me. The pleasure radiating from the heart of me is so overwhelming that I can barely think. Each thrust sends a jolt of ecstasy racing along my nerve endings, and I twist my fingers into the comforter on his bed, trying to anchor myself to reality.

Dom thrusts into me harder and harder as I scream out with pleasure. I look up into his eyes and smile at him. He smiles back. Then I close my eyes and let him rock me until the pleasure completely takes over.

I feel warm wetness coming out of me and spilling onto Dom, and I call out his name as the heady orgasm washes over me.

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