Page 40 of The Mafia's Desire

“My hair is going to get wet.”

“That’s okay because I’m planning on us taking a shower after this.”

Sara traced one of the veins in Ethan’s arm.

“So, how did … you know … I do?” she asked.

“Do? With what?”

“You know what. The thing we just did in bed.”

He looked at the side of her face to see it bright red, grinned, and decided to play with her a bit.

“I’m sorry, baby, but you’ll have to be more specific.”

“The activity we were just doing,” she said.

“Activity?”

She twisted around and looked up at him suspiciously. “Yes. You know what I’m talking about, Ethan.”

“You mean the sex?” He had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing at her frustration.

“Yes.”

He tried to look innocent, but it was fucking hard since he doubted it was in his DNA. “So, what was your question again? I forgot.”

She growled in frustration and turned back around to face the other way. “Forget it.”

He cupped her chin and turned her head so she could see him. “I thought it was beautiful. I’ve never felt that depth of emotion in my life. All I could think was this is the woman I’ll love for the rest of my life. Does that answer your question?”

Her mouth dropped open as she stared at him. “You love me?”

He nodded. “Yes, and every day it will get deeper.”

She didn’t say anything to him, and he was starting to get nervous. He hated waiting for anything, especially her telling him she loved him too.

He growled when she sat still. “I’m waiting.”

She bit her lip. “For what?”

It took him a second to realize she was teasing him back as he’d done to her. “Sara,” he said in a playful warning tone.

She giggled. “Yes, I love you.”

Something inside of him settled, and it felt like he’d finally found the home he was meant to have. He didn’t mean the house they lived in but the person that would complete him.

She still looked pleased with herself and squeaked when he lifted her, turned her to face him, and pressed her chest against his.

Sara wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled.

“You look proud of yourself, baby.”

“I am.”

He slid his hand down her back and between her ass cheeks. Before she guessed what he was going to do, he speared one of his fingers up her ass as far as it would go making her scream. The oil from the bubble bath helped lubricate him.

The fact that her body turned pliable instead of fighting him made his cock grow as a rush of blood made it swell.

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