Mafia Kings: Massimo: Dark Mafia Romance Series #3
Mafia Kings: Massimo: Chapter 61

The sex had been amazing. Different from all the times before – but absolutely amazing.

Before, it had been all about fucking – especially that first night when I was super-pissed at him.

Hot, animalistic fucking.

Sure, there was emotion and affection after that, yeah… but it was still all about fucking. Sex and orgasms, baby.

Tonight, though…

Tonight, I was all up in my feelings.

My heart felt so full as Massimo made love to me…

It was like the physical sensations took a back seat to what was going on in my soul.

The orgasm fireworks weren’t as intense – still great, just not as mind-blowing –

But the feelings?

The emotions?

I’d never felt that connected to another human being in my life.

I still came, over and over, gentle rolling swells of pleasure that got higher every time…

But I wanted him to come.

I wanted to see his expression. It was such a turn-on for me.

When I told him I wanted him to come, he started to pull out of me –

And then he told me why.

Like a dumbass, I’d totally forgotten about my birth control pills.

…no.

Scratch that.

Not like a dumbass.

I’d had a lot of stuff I’d been working through the last couple of days. A lot to deal with… so it was completely understandable that I’d forgotten.

But he’d remembered.

My first reaction was, Awwwwww, that’s so sweet!

My second reaction was, Hold up… maybe it’s NOT so sweet.

And I ended up asking a super-loaded question.

“If I did get pregnant by accident, what would you do?”

Not the best time to ask, I know – but I wasn’t really thinking straight. Orgasm brain, I guess.

His answer?

It took my breath away.

He smiled at me and tenderly stroked my hair. “I’d ask you to keep it… and I’d ask you to marry me.”

That…

I…

There are no words to describe how I felt other than blown away.

I think I was hoping for something along the lines of, Whatever you want to do, I’ll support you.

I just wanted to know that if I got in trouble, he’d be there for me – whatever I chose.

I wanted to feel safe.

I guess I might have anticipated the part about him wanting to keep it, if I’d thought it through –

But I absolutely did not expect the part about getting married.

As soon as he said it, a tidal wave of different emotions slammed into me.

There was panic – OH MY GOD – like he was talking about something way too fucking serious.

But there was also this…

I don’t know how to describe it, except as incandescent joy.

Just this indescribable burst of happiness I don’t know that I’d ever felt before.

This guy I was so hot for – who made me feel this way –

Both the way he made me feel physically, and the way he made my heart soar –

Would want to…

Would want to have a baby with me.

…and marry me.

There.

I said it.

That was the part that terrified me the most –

But it was the part that made me almost weepy with happiness, too.

And underneath it all, there was this feeling of safety.

Like… for the first time in my life, I wasn’t being tossed around in a raging river by forces I couldn’t control… but that my feet were planted on firm ground. That there was a rock I could depend on, no matter what… a support I’d never had before.

It filled me with comfort and calm and peace –

But I had to be sure.

“You wouldn’t… feel like I was trapping you?” I asked.

He smiled at me – the warmest, most caring smile I’d ever seen – and shook his head no.

I was almost in disbelief. “You’d want to have a baby with me?”

His smile just got bigger as he shook his head yes.

My heart felt like it was about to burst, I was so happy.

But a new feeling took over…

This… just… DEEP longing.

Like…

FUCK I want this man’s baby.

Trust me, I had never felt that before – NEVER –

And while it freaked me the fuck out…

I also wanted his cock inside me more than anything I’d ever wanted my entire life.

It was like the urge to breathe when you’d been underwater for too long.

“Then I want you to come inside me,” I whispered.

His grin just intensified. “…yeah?”

“Yes.”

And damn, did I mean it.

And then…

Though the sex had been really great beforehand…

It got ten times better.

He started to move inside me. There was this intensity on his face –

And it matched the intensity inside me, the part that wanted him to come inside me so bad.

He kissed me hard and began to thrust deeper inside me.

I could feel his passion, and my pussy was going craaaaaazy.

It was the emotions I was feeling – that incandescent joy plus the deep, primal need to feel him come inside me –

And then his breathing shifted. I could tell he was right there on the edge, about to come –

And I had to see him. I had to see his eyes when he came.

I put my hands on his face and made him look at me.

I was having such a hard time focusing on him – all I wanted to do was just let my eyes roll back in my head and give in to the pleasure –

But I wanted to see him come even more.

“Come inside me,” I said as I forced myself to keep my eyes on his. “Come inside me – ”

“Lucia!” he grunted as he thrust harder and faster. I could feel the head of his cock bumping deep inside me, but the sensation was overwhelming pleasure. “Lucia – ”

I screamed, “Massimo – MASSIMO – ”

And his voice was like thunder as he came.

I felt the first explosion of his cock, and that was it. An earth-shaking, mind-melting orgasm swallowed my body whole –

But the entire time, I looked into his eyes, and it was the best sensation I’d ever had in my life.

So much pleasure –

So much happiness –

Fuck, am I really gonna say this –

So much love.

It was like I left my own body – like I couldn’t contain it all, I felt so much in my heart.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

I couldn’t keep looking at him – it was too difficult to keep my eyes focused on his, no matter how hot it was –

And I gave in and flung my head back and just moaned as my entire body shook.

Once the highest peak was over, we started kissing…

But I was kind of surprised at how big he still felt inside me.

During a break in the kissing, I said, “You’re still really hard.”

“Do you want to stop?” he asked.

HELL NO.

I shook my head and grinned. “Make love to me all night.”

He joked, “So… do you still hate me?”

And all those feelings welled up in me again…

The pleasure…

The incandescent joy…

(the love)

But there was no way in hell I was going to admit to all that.

I already felt like a baby bird that had just hatched… no more hard shell to protect me…

So I guess I kind of fell back on old habits.

I rolled my eyes and said, “Eh… you’re growing on me.”

He laughed in fake outrage and tickled me – I screamed happily –

And then we did it all over again… and again… and again.