Page 45 of The Mafia's Desire

She looked shocked.

“We’ll decide what room when we get home.” He held out his hand to her. “Are you ready?”

She took it, turned, and waved at the girls as he walked her out of the house. He got them situated in the back of the car, pulled her tightly against his side, and kissed the top of her head.

Ethan was calm now that he had her next to him and was able to touch her. Now, he needed to follow Alastair’s advice and find ways to keep her happy, so she didn’t pull this shit again.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Sara sat silently, waiting for Ethan to talk. When he didn’t say anything, she tipped her head back so she could see his face. “Aren’t you going to yell at me?”

He looked surprised. “No, baby. I’m not.”

“Okay.” She turned away and looked out her window. It wasn’t long before they pulled into their driveway.

Ethan got out and then reached back in for her. He wrapped an arm around her waist and led her into the house. Sara wasn’t surprised when he continued up the stairs and into their room. Her heart sank, thinking he didn’t really care.

“Take your clothes off.”

She spun to face him. “What?”

“I want to take a bath together.”

Sara watched as he pulled off every piece of his clothing to stand in front of her in just his boxers. The saliva pooled in her mouth, and her cunt spasmed, needing to be filled with his cock. She loved how close having him inside of her made her feel.

Although they’d made love a few times, most often than not he was tired, and they both just went to sleep.

“A bath right now?” she asked.

“Yes.”

She watched him turn and walk away and then heard the bathtub start. She reluctantly started to undress but kept her bra and panties on as she walked into the bathroom.

He had stripped off his boxers, and the sight of his hard cock made her uterus cramp and her cream gush from her cunt, wetting her panties.

Ethan walked to her and silently took the remaining garments off of her. She didn’t hesitate but reached out and circled his cock with her tiny hand making him hiss.

His eyes closed. “Fuck, that feels so good. I love it when your hands are on me.”

“I love it, too.”

She stroked him a few times before bending down and sucking the head of his cock into her mouth.

His eyes popped open. “Jesus Christ, woman. You’re in such trouble.”

She tried to smile and kept pleasuring him until he gripped a chunk of hair on the back of her head and pulled her off.

“Enough. I’ll come in your mouth, and I want to be somewhere else when I come the first time tonight.”

Her nipples were swollen and ached right along with her pussy and clit. In a way, it felt like her whole body was burning with some kind of internal inferno.

He handed her a scrunchy to put her hair up, then held her arm as he guided her into the bathtub, sat down, and maneuvered her until her back pressed against his chest. The feeling of being surrounded by masculine heat made her desire spike even more. She had to bite her lip to keep from moaning as his hands started roaming all over her, never staying in one place for long.

After several minutes she felt like she’d explode if he didn’t do something. “Ethan?”

“What, baby?”

He sounded so relaxed she felt a little bad about rousing him, but he was the one that built the desire in her, and now he had to fix it.

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