Page 42 of The Mobster's Girl


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“I’m not plotting per se. Just thinking.”

“Oh yeah. Of?”

She rolled over in his arms, and his hand dropped to her rear. He was propped up in bed on the other arm. “Well, I wanted to talk to you.”

“Oh, this sounds serious.” Something like fear flickered across his face before it disappeared. She had to have imagined it. Because why would Dante be afraid of her need to have a talk with him? Unless he believed she was going to try and make their relationship more serious, which she was kind of, but within the limits of their original deal. He had made some amendments like the exclusivity clause, so she decided that she should be able to at least propose an addendum.

“It’s not serious. Just kind of a change to our agreement, I guess. I want to suggest a change to it I guess.”

“What kind of change? You want to end it?”

“No. Never. Not that.” She sounded desperate to her own ears, and she cringed inside.

This time what she was sure passed as relief washed over his face. It made her feel good that he still wanted to be with her and wasn’t ready for the relationship to end yet.

“Then what?”

She looked down at his chest. A sudden feeling of insecurity overcame her, and she was afraid to look him in the eyes and see what they might show.

“Look at me, Madison. Don’t get all shy on me now. Where is my Madison who tells it like it is?”

Her heart fluttered at the words “my Madison.” But there wasn’t time to dwell so she just pushed through.

“I still haven’t gotten you out of my system yet, and we only have two months of our deal left, so I was thinking for this upcoming month we see each other every day. That way, we don’t have this anticipation build up that keeps us craving each other.”

“You crave me?” he said with a huge grin

“Yes. I can’t get enough of you.” And that should be a warning to end this. Because deep down, she knew she wouldn’t be the one to end it. Deep down, she knew she wanted it to go on forever. He couldn’t feel the same way, but as long as he did she was willing to do so until he got bored.

His hand caressed her face, and she looked back into his eyes.

“I crave you too. And I think you’re right. Us not seeing each other every day drives up the lust.”

Lust. Not love. Not friendship. But lust. It hurt even though she knew it to be true. And she didn’t love him either. How could she? It wasn’t a real relationship. It was like she had made a friend. A friend that she slept with, friends with benefits was the natural next progression.

The final progression. Because even with her inexperience, she knew you couldn’t turn a FWB situation into a real relationship. It was for the faint one percent. Maybe even less than one percent. And she didn’t want a relationship anyway, especially one that led to marriage. She had no idea what a healthy relationship looked like between a man and woman. Or, if it was even possible. How was it any different from what they were doing now? This thing they had going worked for her. She would stay in it as long as he wanted to.

But maybe they could remain friends. She had enjoyed what she learned about him last night. So much so, that she wanted to learn more. Learn more of what made him tick.

“So what do you think?” She looked into his eyes, and they darkened like storm clouds.

“I think it’s a great idea.” His lips came down on hers, and she kissed him back for all she was worth. She poured all her feelings into it. To let him know her feelings, since she couldn’t say it. Couldn’t even name it. But with this kiss she could represent it with her passion.

Dante rolled her over onto her back and freed her nipples from the nightie. He supported his weight on one elbow. He used his other hand to toy with her nipple. She arched up into him. His length pressed into her. The way he was positioned the thick stalk of it was settled over her clit, and she humped up. Already in search of the release only Dante could provide.

He ground back at her and released her mouth to find her other nipple to suckle it. His hands on her nipples always got her wet. Too bad she was on her period. Because she wanted him inside her in that moment. He humped her back and then rolled them over so she was on top.

She leaned forward to give him access back to her boobs as she rolled her hips on him for all she was worth. An orgasm on her period was explosive for her, and she couldn’t wait for Dante to give it to her.

“Oh Dante. Yes.”

Her hips moved faster and faster as her toes and head tingled and worked their way to the middle. Her movements became jerky as she rushed faster to a release she didn’t know she needed until now.

Dante’s hands moved to her waist and then hips. He grabbed hold and helped her move faster while he thrusted upwards.

“Oh Dante. Oh.” It poured over her and drenched her like a monsoon rain. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she held on for dear life. Her whole body was on fire and cold at the same time. This orgasm was it all rolled into one.

She came down to their foreheads connected, and his hands were gentle and he kneaded her breasts and moved his thumbs over her nipples with a light flicking motion. As she came back to, she realized he hadn’t come again.