The Enforcer or The Mafia Prince

Chapter 30

-The following chapter is meant for audiences who have reached the age of majority in their jurisdiction. In the US, that means the reader should be 18 or older. This chapter contains adult themes, s****l activity, and adult language. For those who wish to continue reading until reaching said content, a marker will indicate its start. If you are underage, please skip this chapter or stop reading at the tag. While Chapter 30 expands on the relationship between Jessica and Declan, it is unnecessary to understand the novel's plot. Thank you.-

The sight of Declan dressed up and waiting for her made Jessica's heart tremble. Except for the few times that he'd let his guard down around her, Jessica had only seen Declan dressed for work and looking stern. Standing before her now, Jessica could only see the love that Declan usually hid from her. The look on his face was vulnerable and worried. It looked like Declan had feared that Jessica had forgotten or would change her mind.

"Welcome home, Jess." Declan's deep voice reverberated in Jessica's chest. His heavy steps sounded off the polished floor as he walked towards Jess, kissed her forehead, and gave her the roses.

"You did all this?" Jessica looked around the condo. Declan had lit candles around the entire place, giving it a romantic vibe. Soft music, similar to the music she'd heard in the car the night they met, played over a smart speaker. The dining table was covered with Jessica's favorite dishes.

"I hope you don't mind, but when we were at your house the other day, I asked your mom what some of your favorite foods were. You seemed so happy eating your mom's food," Declan let his voice trail off. His cheeks flushed as he rubbed the back of his head. His sudden shyness made Jessica giggle.

"Let me go rinse off and change. I'll join you in a second." Jessica skipped to her room and washed off the chlorine smell lingering on her skin and hair. She blowdried her hair enough that it wouldn't drip all over the place and changed into a ruffly blue dress Jess hoped Declan would like. She returned to the dining table, surprised that Declan wasn't there.

"Would you like a glass of wine?" A hand reached around in front of her with a glass. Declan had stalked up to Jessica from behind and hugged her. With a smile, Jess took the wine. She spun around in his arms and kissed Declan's cheek. Declan didn't think that was enough and used his free hand to pull her closer and kiss her properly. She knew that this was only for tonight. That this version of Declan would last only for a short while, so Jessica didn't hold back.

The dinner Declan had made was delicious. Jessica found herself eating a little too vigorously for a date. She kept having to remind herself and look cute. Declan didn't say anything but noticed as Jess would slip into feeling comfortable around him and eat as she did at home. A twinge of pain flickered in Declan's chest as he realized that she'd probably not be like this around him again. The image of them in a proper relationship, perhaps even married, came into his mind unbidden. Jessica could sit at dinner, comfortable with him enough to let her guard down and eat as she wanted. He would be thrilled just to be with her, and no matter how silly she thought she looked, Jessica would always be beautiful to him. Declan shook the thoughts from his head. Dwelling on what could be would only complicate things when he left in two days.

Declan had picked a movie to watch while they cuddled on the couch together. He'd noticed that when she was bored, Jessica liked historical documentaries. He'd searched for something she'd like and settled on a historical romance set during World War II. Despite wanting to experience the entire night with Declan, Jessica had an emotionally and physically taxing day and fell asleep on his chest toward the climax. Declan let her rest on him as long as he could before deciding to bring the night to an end. Even though she'd fallen asleep, Declan was happy to have enjoyed a real date night with her. It left a bittersweet feeling in his heart as he carried her to her bed.

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Declan set her down and pulled up her throw blanket so Jessica wouldn't catch a cold. As he moved to leave the room, a small hand gripped his wrist.

"Jess?" Jessica was sitting up, looking at Declan like he'd disappear in a flash.

"Don't go."

"What?"

"Stay with me. Tonight, please stay." Jessica didn't look embarrassed or ashamed. If they stuck to their agreement and it was only one night, then Jessica wanted everything. "Declan, please." Declan was weak to her begging. In fact, He was defenseless against her entirely. He crawled onto the bed and hovered over her.

"Declan?"

Her question was snuffed out before she could voice it. Declan kissed her lips, then grabbed her hair and forced her head back. Her neck was bare to him; he bit and sucked on her delicate skin, careful not to leave a mark. A gruff laugh escaped her throat as Jess delighted in the feel of Declan against her. Jessica tugged Declan's shirt out of his pants and unbuttoned it from bottom to top until her hands pulled it off his shoulders. Declan leaned up and finished tearing off his shirt. Pinned beneath him, Jessica couldn't move. Not that she wanted to; she enjoyed watching him strip for her.

Declan removed his belt while holding Jess in place with his thighs. He looped it through her bed frame and, with one hand, grabbed both her wrists and secured them above her head. This turn of events made Jess even wetter than she already was. He already knew how she liked it, and Jess didn't have to ask him for it. Declan climbed off her, undid the tie on her dress, and tugged it down her hips. The naughty little slut wasn't wearing any panties. When Declan realized she'd been prancing around the house in nothing but a dress against her bare ass, all his blood rushed south. He had to taste her. Without wasting another minute, another second, he moved down onto the bed and pulled her legs over his shoulders. Declan flattened his tongue and ran it over her sensitive flesh, causing Jess to writhe and struggle against her bindings.

"f**k, Declan, please don't stop," Jessica panted. Her knuckles were white as she dug her nails into the leather belt. Granting her wish, Declan's efforts became more targeted. He played with her c**t, running his tongue in circles around it as hit eased a finger into her dripping hole. Her hips had a mind of their own and ground against his face. Declan listened for her breaths to become shorter and felt her body jerk. Then he stopped.

"No, no, no, please, Declan. Please, I need it," Jessica was almost in tears. She couldn't believe Declan would just stop. Jess needed him to finish. Her body was going crazy, and she couldn't finish herself off with her hands out of the equation.

"Do you want me to f**k you, Jess?" The question was low and quiet. She could see the blush on his cheeks as he asked what she wanted. Declan was painfully hard for her. He'd listen to her if she said no, but it would be a rough night.

"Yes. Please, Declan, f**k me," Jess breathed out, not having to think about it. She knew this was what she wanted. Declan got off the bed, ran out of the room, and returned so quickly that Jess didn't have time to process what happened. He threw something onto the end of the bed. Declan took his pants off, not breaking eye contact. He wanted to watch her as he showed her all of him. Jess couldn't believe her eyes as they strayed from his and down his body. He was ripped and had a scar across his lower abdomen that she hadn't noticed before. Her jaw dropped when Jessica saw his hard c**k. Declan's length was average at best, but his c**k was so thick she didn't think she could handle him without a bit of pain.

As her eyes grew large, Declan smirked. He'd tried so hard not to be in this position with her. He had tried so hard to be a good boy, but she made it f*****g impossible. He reached down and picked up the condom he'd grabbed from his room. With one hand massaging his d**k, the other brought the packet to his mouth so he could tear it open with the aid of his teeth. Jess had always found this process awkward, but how Declan looked at her as he unrolled it to the base drove her wild. She clenched her legs together in a feeble attempt to get any sort of pleasure. He climbed back onto the bed and placed a warm, rough hand on her knees.

"Jess, are you absolutely sure?" Declan's calm demeanor did not match his internal thoughts.

"Please say yes. Please, for the love of all that is good in this world. Please say yes," he chanted internally. He didn't think he'd survive holding back.

"Declan, f**k me," Jess said, loud and clear and looking directly at him.

With no hesitation, Declan shoved her knees apart, grabbed his thick c**k, and slid into her with more ease than she thought possible. Jess wasn't sure if the sound Declan made as he enjoyed her body or the way he filled her felt better; combined, the sensations drove her wild. He did hurt her, but it was the type of pain that felt so damn satisfying. Declan loved each moan and gasp that escaped her. He pulled her legs up on one shoulder and crossed her ankles. The sensation made both parties relish the touch of one another with more intensity. Jess loved how Declan nailed all the right places and made her feel she couldn't take any more of him. Every thrust made Jess clench around Declan. He told her how good she was for him. Jess was sure this was her new favorite position. Declan bore into her over and over again until Jess couldn't hold back. As her first orgasm of the night hit, Jessica gasped as though it had robbed the air from her lungs.

Declan didn't stop for her to ride it out. The second she called his name in sheer bliss, he pulled out of her and rotated her around so she was lying on her stomach, arms still bound. He kneaded her cute little ass and gave it a sharp slap as he pushed back into her. He stretched prone behind her so she could feel his weight over her entire body. The way he was taking her was so animalistic and raw that she couldn't think of anything but how he felt inside her. Jessica was lost in him. Declan reached under her to fondle her breasts as he pounded away at her. Jess's voice was so loud that it echoed throughout the condo. Declan bit her ear as he instructed her to be quiet or make herself quieter. Unable to lower her voice, Jess bit the sheets before her. Without warning, another orgasm crashed over her, causing her to sing out in muffled joy. Declan was switching positions again.

"One more time, baby girl. Can you give me one more?" Declan taunted her with the pleasure he could give her. This time she was flipped on her back with Declan f*****g into her so slowly that Jess swore she'd go insane. Every time she tried to move her hips faster, Declan renewed his grip on them to stop her. This was his show; he would take her exactly how he wanted tonight. Declan didn't stop his movement as he reached over her and undid her hands. At first, Jessica thought he was giving her permission to touch him. How deliciously wrong she was. Declan tied her hands in front of her, then rotated their bodies again, so she rode him but still at his mercy.

Jess's hair was matted to her forehead as he bounced up and down. Declan used his strength to f**k her like she was nothing more than a toy he owned. He leaned back against the pillows and used her body exactly as he knew she liked. His hands roamed her as Jess's eyes tore into his soul. He raised up and teased one of her n*****s with his teeth until it was hard for him. Then, he stared up at her and bit down as hard as he could while still making her feel good. Jess's eyes widened. She threw her head back with a slackened smile, clearly enjoying the rough treatment. Declan stopped biting and sucked on her n*****s, going back and forth between the two while he felt her up. Jess loved how he teased her and played with her ass. Declan leaned back and gripped her again when her moans turned into wails. His hands dug into her hips as he lifted her up and slammed her back down, forcing tiny yelps of pain and pleasure from her lips. He knew this was exactly what she wanted, to feel lost in the moment, between the sensations of euphoria and anguish. Declan watched as Jess neared her third orgasm.

"Don't you f*****g dare c*m until I tell you," he barked at her. Jess went rigid. It was taking every bit of concentration not to c*m all over him.

"Please let me c*m!" It was getting harder to hold back. Her p***y was spasming around him. Nothing helped as she tried to stop it.

"No."

"Please, Declan. Please let me c*m," Jess begged for release. She looked into his eyes. Her need shining.

"I said no," he panted, so close. As Jess's body showed signs of breaking down and she couldn't even beg anymore, Declan f****d her harder, deeper than she could handle. If she didn't c*m soon, the pain would overwhelm her. He was dancing a fine line. His own body began to tense, and he knew he couldn't make her hold back any longer.

"f*****g c*m for me, slut. c*m!" Declan slapped her ass. The degrading name sent her over. Jessica screamed as Declan came with her. Each pulse made Declan gasp. He had never c*m this much before, but he had edged himself until neither could last another second. Jessica collapsed on Declan's chest as they caught their breath.