Page 126 of Tempting My Mafia Monster

My heart fluttered. “Always.”

“How will you explain that to the Bratva heir?” His voice was so low and gravelly that it sent a shiver down my spine and made my toes curl.

“I won’t,” I replied as he kissed across my stomach and he stroked his fingers over my clit. I moaned, throwing my head back against the pool decking. “It’s none of his business. I’ll always be yours.”

“Good answer.” His eyes drifted to the gate as Ricci’s shadow shifted a step to the left. “Think you can be quiet, Little Monster?”

Just hearing those words from his mouth sent a wave of desire through me. I shook my head, fuck no. There was no way. He smirked, grabbing my floating bikini bottoms from the water. “C’mere, then.”

I sat up, and he kissed me hard before pulling away and stuffing the bikini in my mouth. My eyes widened as he smirked and pushed me back down by my throat. Oh, fuck, why was that so hot? He licked his way down my stomach to my pussy. He flattened his tongue and licked me from pussy to my clit, wrapping his mouth around it and sucking.

My whole body jolted with the sensation. The claim.

The wet fabric in my mouth muffled my moans as he swirled his tongue and flicked it over my clit until my legs were shaking around his shoulders. When he pumped two fingers in and out of me while devouring me with deep groans, I could feel the intensity and pressure in my lower belly. But it felt different from all the other times he’d made me come. This felt stronger.

Something was building without my control. My body tensed instinctively as I suddenly felt the urge to pee. But it was too late. The power of the orgasm took over, and I lifted my head off the decking to look at him between my legs, my hands clawing through his hair. I yanked him by his hair just in time to rip his mouth away. It was as if a dam had broken. The pressure released all at once in a gush of liquid that hit Maddox in the chest. My muscles unclenched without me realising they’d been so tight, and my legs were shaking.

Holy fuck. That was insane. I’d read about that happening in books, but I never thought I could…

“Whatever the fuck that was,” Maddox growled, licking his lips and grabbing my thighs to keep them apart. “That was so fucking sexy.”

I pulled the bikini out of my mouth and dropped it beside me. “Oddio! I think I squirted. That’s never happened before!”

“With anyone? Or with me?”

I paused, taking my hands away from my face and leaning back on my elbows. Of course, he didn’t remember. “You are the only man I’ve ever been with, Maddox.”

His eyes darkened even more than I thought was humanly possible. “You mean…”

“You were my first and my only.”

He rested his forehead against my thigh and let out a ragged breath that sounded almost pained.

“Jesus Christ.”

He tightened his grip around my legs possessively, as if trying to steady himself.

“You shouldn’t have had firsts in that fucking bunker.”

I sat up, grabbed his face, and forced him to look at me. “It was my choice. I wanted you. And you wanted me.”

“Your first kiss?” His eyebrows tightened as he looked into my eyes. I nodded. “Your first time. Your first…” He shook his head. “They should’ve been with a man who wasn’t broken. And who fucking remembers.”

“You’ll remember,” I whispered, brushing my lips against his. When I broke the kiss, he stared at me as he used to, as if he were looking at his entire world.

“Part of me hopes I don’t,” he whispered. “If I do, I think it will destroy me.”

“Ricci! You’ll never believe what I’ve done!” I heard Liliana shout from over the fence. “I lost my favourite diamond earring during our photoshoot. Can you help me look for it, please? Have you got a torch on your phone?”

“Merda!” I hissed, dropping back into the water.

“What’s going on?” Maddox asked, looking confused because Liliana had been speaking in Italian.

“That’s my cue to sneak back out. I have to go.” I started tying the string of my bikini back together, and Maddox grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me with all the passion I’d ever need. He kissed me all the way to the steps of the pool, and I giggled as I forced myself to break free from him. I really didn’t want to leave.

“We’re not done here, Little Monster,” he said, climbing out of the pool as I grabbed the towel to wrap around me. “Tomorrow.”

“Aleksandr is coming tomorrow for a meeting.”