Bad Boy: Valetti Crime Family (A Bad Boy Mafia Romance) (13 page)

A
s soon as
I put the keys on the table, I make a beeline for the door. I need to get to her. She could be lying to me; she could be gearing up for a fight. I don’t fucking know. But right now I want her, and she’s ready to beg for me. I’m giving in. Whether it’s my dark needs and
issues
or something else causing this impulsive behavior, I don’t give a fuck.

I go straight down to the basement. My steps are loud as fuck. I enter the code and swing open the door just in time to see her falling to her knees and breathing heavily. Her hair’s a mess, like she was sleeping when she heard me coming. I look past her at the bed and I know that’s exactly what happened.

“You want me, kitten?” I walk to her with hard steps. “You still want to prove to me that you're mine?” I ask her.

“Yes, Anthony,” she responds with a deep need in her eyes. I run my hand down my face, knowing this is stupid as fuck. But I’m going to do it. I’m tired of questioning this shit, and I’m tired of waiting.

I lean down and grab her by her waist, carrying her in my arms.

She snuggles into me and stares at my face as I take her up to my room. I want her there. If she’s really mine, she’ll be mine everywhere. She doesn’t look around; she doesn’t try to squirm away. She grips onto my shirt and kisses the dip in my neck.

I lay her gently on the bed, but she’s quick to pop up on her knees and wait for me.

“You want my dick, kitten?” I ask her.

“Please. Please, Anthony,” she begs me as she pulls the nightgown over her head and lies naked on my bed. She’s desperate for something from me. Anything. This is what I wanted, but right now, I fucking hate myself for it.

Her lust-filled eyes look back at me as she whispers, “I want to prove to you I’m yours.” Fuck, she sounds so sincere.

I nod my head slightly and kick my pants off. If that’s what she wants, then she’s going to get it. She’s going to earn it.

“Fuck yourself on my dick,” I command.

I climb on the bed and stay on my knees stroking my cock. Precum’s already leaking out and I use it to lube up the head.

She’s quick to get on all fours and look back at me over her shoulder. She’s too fucking sexy for her own good. She lowers her breasts to the bed and lays her head to the side, keeping her eyes on my dick as she backs her ass up.

I put a hand on her hip to steady her and let her take me in. My breath comes in short pants but I make sure they’re low so she can’t hear how much I need this. Her ass looks so fucking good. I give it a loud smack. She jumps, and I slip out of her.

“Uh-uh, kitten. You’re going to take it. This is your cock right now. Lean back and take it.” Her mouth stays parted as she reaches between her legs for my dick. Her small hand strokes the head and I almost cum right there.

Smack!
I hit her ass to keep from cumming as she slips the tip inside of her welcoming heat and moves back, stretching her walls slowly around my dick. I watch my cock slowly disappear. So fucking slowly. It’s almost too much to take. I ball my hands tightly into fists and fight the urge to just let go. I want to collapse on top of her and bury my head into her neck. I want to bite down on her and fuck her ruthlessly and let my savage beast out. But I need control. I thrive with control. And this is for her, not for me.

She rocks on her knees to get more of me inside her tight little pussy. Fuck, it feels like heaven. I place my hand on the small of her back, but I don’t take control. This is for her own needs, not for my pleasure. There’s a difference.

I grip her hips, but she’s still in control. She slides easily on and off my dick. Her sweet sounds fill the air. That’s when it really hits me, she really has given herself to me. I’ve broken her down to this. She
wants
this. She wants me. She’s doing this to please me. What more could she possibly give me? My heart clenches in my chest, and I can’t fucking stand it.

Not now. I can’t think about this shit right now.

She moans as she slides back deeper and my dick fills her cunt. I can’t help the groan that slips past my lips. She feels so fucking good. She rocks forward and I watch as her cream coats my dick. It’s the sexiest fucking sight I’ve ever seen. I want to push deep into her and pound her pussy so fucking hard her body collapses. But not yet.

She fucks herself on my cock, searching for her release, but she’s so far from getting that highest high that I can give her. I tilt my hips and thrust back as she impales herself onto my dick. I’m rewarded with a sweet strangled cry of pleasure. “Yes!” she screams out. The sound of her panting and smacking her wet pussy against me is everything I ever dreamed of.

“Please, Anthony!” she cries out as she fucks herself faster and harder. “Please,” she begs me.

“Please what?” I ask her. I just want to hear her tell me how much she needs me.

“Please, Anthony,” she begs again.

“You want me to make you cum?” I ask her.

“Yes!” she answers.

“You want to cum all over my cock to please me, is that it?” I smack her ass again and again.

“Yes!” she cries out, and it’s the last straw. I give in and lose what little self-control I have left.

“Coat my dick with your cum,” I growl into her ear as I push her shoulders down and hammer into her. My other hand moves to her slick clit and I strum it until she screaming into the sheets.

Her pussy latches onto my dick and starts milking it with her release. I pump into her harder and faster, and with each thrust her cunt holds onto me tighter, trying to suck me in deep. I nip her earlobe. I bite, kiss and suck all over her neck. Her pussy pulses around me and her body trembles beneath me. She cries out my name, and it’s what takes me over the edge. I cum deep inside her. I groan in the crook of her neck, loving that I gave her more than she could give herself.

I slowly release her and her body falls forward and I slip out of her, our combined cum leaking from her pussy.

She lays on the bed panting and curling on her side as I leave her to get a shirt from the hamper to wipe up with. She hums softly in appreciation as I clean her off. She looks so weak and tired as she slips her nightgown back on. I love the sight of my cum leaking out of her tight little pussy, but I need to clean her up before bed. And she’s obviously fucking exhausted.

I watch her as I climb in next to her. I expect her to plead with me to stay. I expect her to ask me for something. But she doesn’t. She scoots her body against mine and rests her cheek on my shoulder. She cuddles with me. She holds me.

I feel my guard lower from her comforting touch. I should put her back in her room, but I need this as much as she does. I don’t think I’ve ever felt someone hold me with such need and adoration. She rubs her body against mine and I relax into the mattress.

I kiss her hair and pet her back as she nestles into my chest.

“Sleep, kitten,” I whisper into her ear.

She looks up at me through her lashes with a small smile. “Good night, Anthony.” And she plants a kiss on my lips. I can still feel it as she lies back down and gets comfortable in my arms.

I watch her for hours before I can finally sleep. It never once occurs to me that in the morning she won’t be there.

Because I know she will.

M
y eyes
slowly open and I move to turn onto my side, but a warm and comforting weight rests against my side.
Kitten.
A slow, lazy smile graces my lips. It feels good to wake up next to someone. I never have before. I’m not angry that I let her sleep here last night. But it’s a one-time thing.

I stare at her while she sleeps. Her chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm. Her chestnut hair is fanned out on the pillow. I gently brush the hair off her face and fucking love how at peace she is.
With me.

This is going better than I ever imagined it would. My hand gently eases on her hip as my eyes roam over the dip in her waist. She begged me to fuck her. She wants me. She truly wants me.

I lie back down on my back and sigh. She’s seen my darkness, and she craves my touch.

Only because she has no choice. Only because I’ve conditioned her.

All traces of her warmth and tenderness leave me. And then she stirs beside me. I close my eyes and wait to see what she’s going to do. I’ve no idea what kind of trouble my kitten will get into if I let her roam the house without supervision.

But I’m curious. The idea that locks aren’t needed makes me feel powerful, as though I’ve perfected the relationship I desired. But there’s only one way to find out if it’s possible.

I feel her body press against mine as her cheek nudges gently against my chest.

She’s trying to wake me, but I don’t move.

It’s been a long time since I’ve pretended to be sleeping, but I’m still good at it.

Maybe she has no intention of leaving my side. Maybe she’s scared of being punished if she does.

I’ve never said I would. There are no rules against it. But she’s made up in her head what this is supposed to be like. She’s decided on her own that it would upset me if she wandered around the house without me. That’s smart of her, but I want her to push. I want her to learn I can give her freedom if only she’d ask for it.

I wait as she rests on her side and lies still next to me. I know she doesn’t want to disappoint me. That’s a good thing, but it’s also holding us back.

She runs her fingers along my jaw gently, and I have to stifle a soft groan of tenderness so she won't realize I'm awake. I crave her touch as much as she craves mine. But she’ll never know that. I can never show her that weakness.

After a moment, she slowly and easily slips off the bed. My little kitten’s curiosity got the best of her. Good.

Excitement races through my blood as I hear her walk through the room. I peek through my lashes as she opens the closet.

She can see all the monitors, but she seems unaffected. She knows I watch her. She closes them after a moment of watching the screens flash to different angles in her rooms. She walks slowly and quietly across the room. Her fingers trace over the notebook on my dresser. She slowly opens it and I don’t like that.

It’s my list. There are names in there she shouldn’t know. Her brows raise and she quickly shuts it, taking a step back as though it bit her.

Good girl. She turns on her heel and walks quietly to the door, looking back at me once.

As soon as she’s out the door, it’s my cue to get up and follow my sweet submissive who’s being a bit naughty.

For all I know she could be trying to leave. But I doubt she would. I’m fairly certain she just wants to snoop. I can’t blame her. I listen from my bedroom and hear her walk to the next room. The door opens, and she gasps and quickly shuts it.

It’s the armory. If she wanted, she could grab a gun in there. But none are loaded and the ammunition is locked away separately, so I’m not worried. But she doesn’t. I hear her feet patter faster away from the room and move on to the next door. It’s just a guest room, so there’s nothing in there, but I can't hear her any longer and I imagine she walked in.

So I decide it’s time to put my kitten to the test. My dick hardens at the thought of chasing her. YES! I need this. I want to prepare her first and give her a fair chance to run. I’ll catch her though. I’ll always catch her; she can never escape me.

I walk silently to the door and peek in. She’s fiddling with a wooden puzzle on the desk.

I walk up behind her and quickly press my front to her back, wrap my arm around her waist and cover her mouth with my hand. She screams out of fear but I gently kiss the crook of her neck and she instantly relaxes.

“My kitten is being naughty,” I say as I move my hand from her mouth to her throat and the other lifts her nightgown up for me to splay my hand on her bare lower belly. My fingers tease along her clit.

“Did you find anything you shouldn’t have?” I ask.

She nods her head obediently. I smile behind her back.

I could ask her what she found, but I already know and I know she’d tell me the truth.

“Did you find anything interesting?” I ask her instead. She presses her body against mine and her ass rubs against my dick.

“Yes,” she says. My dick is so fucking hard for her.

She turns her head slightly to see me and I reward her with a rough kiss.

“I have to punish you, kitten. You should know better than to run off without me,” I say sternly.

That knocks the confidence out of her, but she nods her head and stays still in my arms. Once she realizes what this is, she’ll fucking love it. So sweet and obedient. She’s so fucking perfect.

“This is as much for you as it is for me.” She closes her eyes and tries to hide her smile. “It would make me very happy though, if you fought me back.” She arches her back and moans softly as I whisper the words into her ear. My fingers slip past her clit and I cup her pussy. She’s so fucking wet. “Do you want to fight me, kitten?” I ask.

“Yes,” she whispers into the hot air between us as I push my palm against her clit.

“You have five seconds,” I say as I pull away and take a step back. She turns to face me, breathing heavily with lust-filled eyes. “Run, kitten,” I say.

At my words, she takes off.

It’s the longest five seconds of my life. One. She runs out the door, slamming it into the wall. Two. I walk slowly to the hall behind her. Three. Her small feet bounce off each step as quickly as possible. Four. She holds onto the railing and swings around making her way toward the kitchen. Five.

My long strides and taking the stairs three at a time has me on the first floor before she’s through the dining room. She doesn’t turn around to look at me. Instead she keeps running, pumping her arms and nearly crashing into the table.

She makes a sharp right to go through the hall and I’m on her tail before she can do a damn thing. Her hand grips the doorknob, but she doesn’t have time to open it. I grab her waist and pin her to the ground. Her legs thrash against my body and I lay my weight on top of her. She tries to push me off, but I’m bigger. I’m stronger. She doesn’t stand a chance against me. My kitten’s fighting me though. I fucking love it. Her hands smack against my face and push against my chest.

I growl as I take both her wrists in my hands and pin them above her head, moving them to together so I’m able to hold them with one hand. She continues to struggle against me as I rip her nightgown open with my free hand and pin her down with my hips. I stare down and marvel at her gorgeous body laid out under me. I take one perky breast in my hand and squeeze. Her tiny pink nipples harden and I take it as an invitation to suck them in my mouth one at a time and nibble them as she writhes under me. I pull back and let one out with a pop, leaving a red mark. Fucking beautiful.

Her eyes are shooting daggers at me as she plays along, but they’re filled with lust. Her breathing is heavy and labored. I can feel her passion, and that’s everything I want. I push my forearm against her chin, pushing her head back so I can lean down and kiss her, knowing she won’t be able to bite me.

Her lips are hard at first, but they mold to mine. I’m quick to pull back and keep this fantasy alive.

Her back arches as she tries to buck me off. But I have her right where I want her. My free hand pries between her legs and I push my fingers into her heat. She’s so fucking wet.

“You’re so fucking dirty. You want this,” I say.

I lean down and take her earlobe in my teeth before nipping at her skin, leaving tiny pink marks all over her neck.

“Please!” she cries out.

“Your cunt is
begging
me to fuck you,” I whisper in her ear.

“Is that what you wanted, kitten? You wanted me to punish you like this?” I ask as I push a third finger in and pump them in and out as she begs me. “Please, Anthony. Please fuck me. Punish me, please.”

She stops struggling and moans as I curve my fingers and stroke against her G-spot. My dick is so fucking hard for her.

My blood heats as I line my dick up. Yes! I’ve waited so long to sink deep into her hot cunt and take her like this.

I don’t ease in slowly, and I’m not gentle as I thrust all the way in and keep myself buried deep inside her. Her walls tighten around me as I rip through her, taking her exactly how I’ve wanted since I first laid eyes on her.

“Fuck!” She screams and cums as her walls stretch and spasm around my cock. Her arousal leaks out between us and onto my thighs. I easily move in and out of her tight pussy, pumping my hips against hers and watching my cock slide in and out.

“Anthony.” She moans my name as her body trembles. I pull almost all the way out and then piston my hips over and over, pounding her hips into the floor. Her arms pull against me, but her wrists are still pinned.

I groan as I rut between her legs, watching her tits bounce slightly with each hard thrust of my hips. I push all the way in and grind my pelvis against her clit until her mouth is open with a silent scream and her pussy pops around my dick.

I want her cumming harder than she ever has before, so I don’t let up. I grind harder and let her scream and struggle against me with more force than before. Her legs stick out straight and her head falls back hard against the floor as wave after wave of pleasure and heat consume her body. Her eyes glaze over and it’s only then that I pull back.

I let go of her wrists so I can spread her legs wider and sink in deeper. My hands grip her thighs as I pound into her.

“Anthony,” she moans softly. Her hands travel down her body and then to mine. She moans into the air and her soft eyes stare at me. I reward her by keeping up my relentless pace and pushing the pad of my thumb against her clit.

“Good girl, watch me fuck your pretty little pussy.” Her mouth opens as her body stiffens again. Her back bows and she cums a third time. Her nails dig into my back and she urges me to get closer to her body.

I won’t deny her. I lay my forearm above her head and let my lips fall onto hers.

She pulls back to breathe and whisper my name. “Anthony, Anthony.”

Her fingers grip my hair, holding my lips close to hers.

Over and over she says my name against my lips and then presses them to mine in a sweet kiss.

I cum violently inside her, harder than I ever have before as her lips part and she kisses me with more passion than I’ve ever felt.

I stay buried inside her, lying down beside her while we both catch our breath.

* * *

I
t’s almost been a month
; less than two weeks left. I can’t let them take her. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted.

I won’t let them take her from me. I pull her body closer to me and kiss her shoulder. I won’t let her go. They’ll have to kill me first.