Page 159 of Morally Corrupt

"You seem in need of some disciplining," he whispers in my ear before he moves lower.

His mouth travels down to my breasts, where he takes one nipple between his lips. I moan as my legs wrap around his midriff. He palms my ass and brings me into full contact with his cock. I'm already so wet that he smoothly glides between my lips, up and down.

"Inside. Now," I bark out, failing at my own game to draw this out. He chuckles in my ear at my urgency.

"You want my cock, sweet girl?" he asks as he thrusts forward, hitting my clit and eliciting a half-moan from me."Ask for it," he says, his voice thick and seductive, making my pussy tingle with awareness. He continues to trail wet kisses all around my collarbone.

"I want your cock inside me. Please." I don't even recognize my voice as I beg, but I don't care. It's been too long since I've felt him. All of him.

"Good girl." His mouth covers mine just as he enters my body in one swift thrust. He fills me up to the hilt, and one pump later, my orgasm overwhelms me, my muscles clenching around him.

"Harder," I cry out, and he pistons in and out of me, his tight grip on my ass, bruising my flesh.

I'm holding tightly onto him, enjoying the feel of his cock hitting my cervix and mingling the pleasure with pain when I hear a sudden scratch at the door. My head snaps in that direction, but I try to ignore it, instead urging Adrian to go faster.

The scratching gets louder.

"Did you hear that?" I ask him and point towards the door. He stops and frowns.

"Hear what?"

Something hits the door.

"That," I say, and a mewing accompanies the scratching.

As we both realize who it is at the door, we burst out into laughter.

"Leave it," I say and clench my muscles around him. He moves again, but the meowing intensifies.

"We should see what Mally wants?" Adrian asks, and a red haze suddenly covers my eyes. I arch an eyebrow at him and roll with him, so I'm on top.

I lift myself a little before coming down once more, my hands going to his pecs for support. He grabs onto my breasts and kneads them, the movements sending shivers through my body.

Mally is still throwing a tantrum at the door, but I won't let her interfere.

Adrian's hands continue their ascent until they circle my neck. I hum low in my throat, the slight pressure making me come again.

As I ride my pleasure, he takes over, going faster and chasing his own fulfillment.

We both collapse on the bed, and I'm almost reluctant to open the door for Mally, but she seems extremely insistent.

I get up and let her in. She doesn't even look at me as she dashes to Adrian's side.

"Pussies sure love you," I mumble as I settle back on the bed.

"Jealous?" he teases, and I scowl at him.

"Me? Never." And just to be petty, I turn my back to him.

He doesn't waste any time in spooning me from behind and placing Mally in my arms. That's how we fall asleep.

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The following days are a blur. We settle into a nice new routine, almost like newlyweds.

Well… newlyweds plus Mally. She just can't help herself. Whenever I'm enjoying some intimate time with my husband, Mally meows, and she's even resorted to breaking a couple of things around the house. It seems that my talk with her didn't take. We might need to rehash some things.

Adrian inquires at the hospital, and it seems that Enzo has survived but is now in the intensive care unit. I've only called Vlad once, and he informs me that with the Agostis out of business, the Gallaghers are currently working to bring over all the Italian allies to their side.

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