Heart of the Mafia King

You Caught Me

{Maisie’s POV}

His hands ran up my sides, stopping at my waist, before wrapping around me. I couldn’t help the soft mo** that escaped me, finding its way into his mouth as our kiss deepened. I ran my hands across his shoulders, and around his neck, climbing into his lap, and straddling him. One of his arms slid up, grabbing the back of my neck, and sliding his fingers into my hair. I traced one of my hands back down, softly moving my fingers onto the exposed part of his chest, he groaned, making my body heat up even more. With every touch, every kiss, every little sound made between the two of us, I found myself craving more and more of him.

The kiss lasted for what felt like an eternity, but once it was over, it felt entirely too short. I pulled back, looking at him, studying the look on his face. “Maisie..” he whispered my name, soft, and sweet.

“Sorry..” I said, still straddling his waist. I looked over at the table. “Our ice cream melted..” I giggled out softly.

He chuckled, the sound reverberating in his chest. “I’ll go get us some more, if you want some.”

I nodded, moving to the side, allowing him to get up. I decided to follow him into the kitchen and help. I rinsed out the bowls, and spoons, while he grabbed the ice cream out of the freezer. I washed the scoop, handing it to him, and dried the bowls and spoons, setting them on the counter. He refilled the bowls, and this time I carried them into the living room, while he put up the tub. He walked in, sitting down beside me, and I handed him his bowl. He wrapped his arm around me, and pulled me closer to him, placing his bowl in his lap. I snuggled up, grabbing a blanket and laying it over us, making sure he moved his bowl. Once we were all settled down, I pulled up a movie, I decided on a romantic comedy, I thought it seemed appropriate, and there was something for both of us. We finished our ice cream, placing the bowls on the table, and cuddled up on the couch watching the movie. I had to admit, dinner was wonderful, but this, just sitting and being comfortable, watching a movie, alone on the couch, it was so nice.

Once the movie was over he kissed the top of my head. “Alright, wanna go for a swim?” He asked, as I looked up at him.

“That sounds great!” I replied, sitting up and stretching.

We both stood up, making our way to our rooms and changing into our swimsuits. I put on a black, two piece, the top had a lace up front, and I quickly laced it up, pulling on the high waisted bottoms.

When I walked out, Angelo was waiting in the hallway, leaning against the wall. He was in a pair of deep red swimming trunks, and he was holding two towels in his arms. “You ready? I don’t think I’ve shown you where the pool is, so I figured I’d wait for you, and we could walk down together.” He said, smiling down at me.

“Sounds good!” I replied, turning and beginning to walk down the stairs. He caught up, leading the way to a big open room, the walls were all glass, and there was a long sliding door that was open, the curtains across it were sheer, and swaying in the breeze. You could see, hear, and smell the ocean from in here. There were lights in the pool that glowed a bright purple color, and matching ones in the hot tub.

I could see steam rolling off the water of the hot tub and the pool, and only then could I feel how cold it actually is out here tonight. Angelo laid the towels out on a wrack, and turned back towards the pool. “Everything is heated, it gets cold on the beach at night.” He said, smiling over at me.

I looked down into the water, and to my arm and leg. I wrapped some waterproof bandages around them, so it should be safe to swim. I carefully walked down the stairs into the water, allowing the warmth to envelop me. Once I was all the way in, I dove under, swimming across the pool, before coming up next to where Angel was finishing placing the towels. I watched him intently, folding my arms up out of the side of the pool, and lying my head down on them. “What are you doing?” I asked.

“I’m putting them on the towel warmer, that way when we get out, they’ll be nice and warm.” He smiled, as he turned to face me.

“Are you coming in then?” I smirked, swimming backwards away from the wall.

His eyes stalked me as I moved away from him. Locked onto me, refusing to look away. “I don’t know, maybe I’ll just sit out here, and watch you.” He smirked.

“Are you trying to tease me Angelo?” I asked, feeling daring, and bold.

“So what if I am?” He shot back. “What are you going to do?” He chuckled, raising an eyebrow at me.

I turned away from him, I didn’t usually do things like this, but something about this playful energy had me feeling mischievous. I kept my back to him, unlacing my top before carefully pulling it off, and throwing it out of the pool. I covered my breasts with my arm, and looked at him over my shoulder. I raised my eyebrow at him, “I don’t know, what are you going to do about it Angelo?” I asked, taking off swimming back across the pool.

I heard a splash behind me, as I swam faster, nearly reaching the other side before I felt strong arms wrap around me, pulling me to a rock hard chest. I covered my breasts with both of my arms, giggling as I felt his beard hair scratch my neck. “Caught you..” he said, his voice deep, and gravely.

I looked over my shoulder at him, noticing how he was staring at me. As if he were starving, and I was the only thing he’d ever wanted to eat. I kept one arm up around my breasts, and used the other to turn around in his arms, now we were chest to chest, face to face. My legs wrapped around his waist as he stood near the shallow end. “You caught me.” I giggled.