BRIDE OF A MAFIA KING

9

“Kiss me.”

“Alfonso, what is—“

I didn’t get to say more as Alfonso pressed his lips to mine.

The kiss was slow and gentle like he was afraid of breaking me. I calmly followed his lead and within minutes, I got a hang of it.

It got heated in a moment and I tried so hard to keep up with him. He was definitely experienced and I’m sure he left every woman he has touched wanting more and I’m also sure I might be in that category soon.

His hands went all over my body, from my neck down to my waist and my thighs and every single place it could touch.

I was practically on cloud nine, this was the first time I was kissing and it felt so amazing. My body was literally on fire, his lips were doing a lot of things to me.

All my life, I never thought about touching myself because it never occurred to me that it was necessary or I needed to be touched or how good the feeling of getting touched was.

Or maybe it was just him that made it feel so good.

His mouth went from my lips to my neck and I f*****g lost it, my core was on fire and I could already feel wet.

He went from sucking to biting to licking, my eyes closed in a bit and I bit my lips to suppress the moan that was threatening to burst out.

My hands weaved through his hair as I pressed his face closer to my neck as though it could get closer, and then I noticed how soft his hair was and how healthy it felt.

This man was going to be the death of me at this point, how did I go from hating him to this point, Parker was long gone from my brain at this point and I was glad I brought up the topic of another man touching me.

Definitely a good trigger.

His hands reached for my right breast, giving it a gentle squeeze before his hands slid down my chest and into my top.

I didn’t have a bra on so his hands were squeezing my bare breast.

I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to keep going for as long as I could, this man was making me feel things that I’ve never felt before.

I forgot the fact that I was on his lap until I felt a bulge. Gathering all the confidence I could muster, I sat directly on the bulge and grind slowly on it.

This seemed to have drag Alfonso back to his senses and immediately every movement stopped and in the next second, I was dropped on chair Alfonso was originally sitting with Alfonso standing in front of me, his hands clutching his hair.

“s**t s**t shit.” Alfonso groaned as he pulled at his hair. “I have to go.”

“What do you mean you have to go?” I asked, my voice groggy, probably from the session I just had.

“Listen, whatever happened right now was a big mistake which will probably not happen ever again so I’ll Jamal to take you to your room, let’s call it a night.” He swallowed dragging his hand down his face.

“A mistake? Well that bulge in your trousers says otherwise.” I said making Alfonso put a hand over it and looked away. “You are clearly trying so hard to deny your attraction towards me.”

“I’m not attracted to you.” He warned, gritting his teeth.

“Then why did you kiss me at the thought of another man touching me?” I said and I swear, his eyes turned red.

“What are you implying?” He asked.

“That you are jealous.”

“I’m not jealous.”

“You are.” I said in a calm voice.

“You better shut the f**k up before I lose my shit.” He snared before going ahead to smash his bedside lamp against the wall, making me flinch.

“Why are you even getting upset? You were the one who kissed me.” I groaned, throwing my hands up.

“And that’s what I said, A mistake.” He yelled.

“Are you telling me or trying to convince yourself?” I asked in a calm voice but that seemed to rile him up the more.

“Get lost.” He whispered before turning to leave but I wasn’t done.

“You are too much of a coward for a man you claim to be.” I snickered. “You act as though you are this untouchable powerful man, yet you can’t even own up to your own feelings?”

He laughed at this, full on laughed. “Feelings? Was that what the last guy told you to get you to open your legs? I’m a man Priscilla, of course I’ve got needs and like I said, you can’t satisfy me.”

“I just did, you got a hard on from me.” I chuckled making his frown come up again.

“I didn’t get a freaking hard on because of you, it’s the natural way a man’s body would react to that kind of situation okay? don’t flatter yourself.” He scoffed.

“Are you flustered?” I smiled as i noticed his face turning red.

“f**k off.” He mumbled, turning again to leave but I quickly pretended to fall as I pushed my self to the ground, letting out a small scream. “s**t, are you okay?” He asked helping be back on the seat.

“No, I’m not.” I mumbled innocently as I looked into his eyes.

“Where does it hurt?” He asked looking at my leg frantically.

I took his hand, placing it on my chest. “Here.” I whispered then directing the hand down my chest to my thighs. “Here.” I moved the hand up my thighs to in between my legs. “All the way here.”