Page 107 of Mafia Angel


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“Shit.”

He’s reaching over me, but I shake my head.

“I had to catch my breath for a second. Don’t release me unless it’s to do something more. I’m all right, Daddy. Keep going.”

He still releases the cuffs, the bar staying attached to the headboard. If it weren’t in the way of the pillows, I’d tell him to keep it there. He’s quick to twist and release each foot. He’s still buried inside of me. His body and arms are so long that he can do all of this without pulling out. He helps me to kneel before he pulls me back against his body. It’s like reverse cowgirl, but we’re both kneeling. I don’t know what this one is called, but he urges me to ride him as he tugs on the chain between the clamps. He’s kissing my shoulder and neck again, and it all feels so good. When he rubs my clit, it moves to divine.

“May I come, Daddy?”

“Yes,piccolina. I can’t hold on much more. I’m going to fill you with my cum until it’s dripping down your thighs. Every drop will remind you that you are mine, and that we are in our bedroom, on our bed, with me inside my girlfriend.”

I move faster, more urgently while one hand rests on my belly, and the other rubs my clit until I can’t take it anymore. My orgasm washes over me, and I moan.

“Fuck me harder, Gabe. Hard.”

And he does. His hands grip my hips as he surges into me as I bounce on his cock. He clutches my hair and pulls my head back as he comes.

“One day, Sinead, when you decide the time is right, I’m going to fuck a baby into you.”

Holy hell. If any other man ever said that to me, I’d be running for the hills. It’s the most possessive and domineering thing I’ve ever had said to me. His tone is unwavering, but the moment the words come out of his mouth, his kisses along my neck and jaw are tender. He’s easing the nipple clamps off, and his hold around my waist is loose. When he tosses them aside, I pull his arms around me, and I lean forward. He follows me, pressing me into the mattress. But he's more lying on his side than on me. He knows I’m tender, and he knows it’s different having all his weight pressing my belly into the mattress than my back.

“Piccolina?”

I hear the uncertainty.

“You’re perfect, Daddy.”

I sigh with a bone deep contentment that I don’t think I’ve ever felt.

“What I just said, I…”

I want for him to continue, but he doesn’t. I look over my shoulder at him.

“I liked what you said. Whether you fuck me or it’s something gentler, I’ve already thought about having a family with you. I want that to happen. And it’ll be whenwedecide the time is right.”

He remains quiet, but he doesn’t loosen his hold on me. He keeps kissing the back of my shoulder as I stroke the arm he has wrapped around my belly.

“Gabe?”

“I’m moving things too fast. I meant what I said, and I’m glad you like it too, but I shouldn’t have said it.”

“What?”

I push his arms away and roll over. I want to see him.

“We haven’t been together long enough to be talking about moving in and having children.”

“Who says we haven’t been? Where are the rules, Gabriele? Show them to me.”

My voice is demanding, and it surprises me. It hits me like a train that I don’t want him to retract anything. I try to take the edge out of it.

“We’ve explained to each other why we make decisions the way we do. We’ve talked about why we like things between us the way they are. We’re both risking a shit ton. If we didn’t both want this to move to something permanent, we wouldn’t be together inourbed. This is mine now too, Gabe. Unless you want things to end altogether, we aren’t moving backwards.”

“But—”

“Gabe, do you want to slow down? Do you need more time?”

“No. But you—”

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