Page 32 of Baby Bump for the Mafia Boss

STEPHIE

I can’t believe he just said that. But Dane’s smirk says he knows exactly what he’s doing. Setting me on fire.

Because, yes, I do want that outrageously sized part of him inside me. I even feel moderately confident that I can take it, because not only am I melted from the way he made me come on his tongue, I know I’ve taken him before.

And I liked it. A lot.

So I’m smiling as I prop myself up with my elbows, and allow my gaze to linger obviously over where he’s running his big hand over his even bigger erection.

“Please.”

He groans when I beg him.

“Please, Dane. Fuck me again. I need your huge cock inside me.” I can’t keep still, I’m so turned on I’m tingling with sensation from head to toe.

The smug smile is wiped from his face as he leans over me and the tip of his enormous cock presses into my entrance. Where he was licking me, and where I crave more of him.

“Princess,” he breathes. “I’ve missed you so much. It was hell without you.”

We both moan as he pushes slowly into me. This second time has a pinch, because Dane is ridiculously big, and I’m a normal-sized woman, but instantly it’s a stretch that feels like he’s stimulating all the pleasure receptors that I didn’t even know I had.

“That’s it.” Resting on the table beside me, he brushes hair from my eyes before stroking to the back of my head and gathering the strands and tugging gently until my neck is exposed for him. “So fucking perfect,” he growls. “Taking me likemygood girl.” He gives that a possessive emphasis that makes me shiver with bliss.

Then he slides back an inch, and back in, deeper. All the way until there’s nothing in the world except for this man filling me up right to my heart.

I clench around him, and his head tips down to kiss my throat.

“More.” I arch and wrap one arm over the nape of his neck, keeping myself propped up on the other hand. “Take me like you mean it, Dane. I need you.”

He withdraws nearly all the way, then shoves into me fast with a grunt of effort and ecstasy.

Pleasure flares through me.

“Lift your knees,” he rasps as he does it again, ramming into a sweet spot I didn’t know I had.

I obey, and the next time is deeper still.

“I might never leave this amazing pussy. I love you so much, I just want to feel you coming on my cock. Properly, so I’ll never forget or doubt it happened.”

He’s thrusting into me now, and the drag of him on my slick passage drives me higher. And his filthy, loving words make my heart sing.

“I’ll need you like this every day. I’ll need your orgasm. You soaking pussy. Your kiss.” He shifts so his mouth is on mine.He’s still holding my hair, and the added stimulation ripples down my body, combining with where he’s pistoning in and out of me, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt. Our night was different, both more and less intimate in the dark and trying to keep out the cold, with the edge of pain from it being my first time, and the excitement of being together. Of believing that Dane wants me.

This is easier, sweeter, and almost familiar. More pleasurable in that I can reach for that peak with confidence. The place where I’m completely his.

He lifts his mouth from mine to stare into my eyes, his silver irises shining with something new. “I love you. Thank you for waiting while I found you again.”

My fingers tighten on his neck, digging in. “I love you too.”

His face creases with desire. He leans into my attack and groans. “Yes. You’re mine.” He thrusts harder and deeper.

It’s incredible. I’ve never come without a touch to my clit, but his cock is so big it’s like he’s pressing up into it anyway, and it’s all the stimulation I need.

“My princess,” he rasps as he rams into me, as though he needs to be even more inside me. Closer. And I want that too. And his words, which are sparking new pleasure. “I love you.”

That repetition breaks me.

I spasm around him, his cock holding me firm as he continues to stroke into me. He’s big enough he’s hitting my limit, but he’s taken over my body as waves of bliss crash over me.