Indebted to the Mafia King

*Heidi*

Cal looks up at me, his eyes slightly widened in surprise as if asking me what's gotten into me.

"That was the sweetest thing anyones ever said to me," I explain, my heart beating rapidly against my ribcage.

"It's the truth," he tells me honestly, caressing my cheek with tenderness.

I'm sure my heart is about to jump out of my chest. Why do I feel so emotional? Everything he says and does to me seems so genuine, like he truly wants to make me happy.

I don't think I've ever felt this way toward another man before. It's an unknown feeling to me, but if I could dare say it, I'd guess it's love.

Or at least something similar to it.

He might not feel the same way about me, but right now, I don't mind. I just want to be with him and enjoy whatever time I have with him all to myself. Being with Cal makes me happier than anything else I've ever experienced in my life-even getting lost in a good book.

Tired of the distance between us, I lean forward, and our mouths crash together. Cal's hands immediately find the bottom of my dress. He slides his fingers up my thighs and reaches my hips, sinking into my skin and causing a wave of heat to rush down to my core.

Slowly, he moves his hands up to my ass, gripping and pulling me toward him. I gasp when I feel his bulge brushing against me. I'm glad he chose sweatpants after the shower. This way, I can feel him better, even with all the layers of fabric between us.

I rock back and forth on top of him, enticing both of us even more. "Fuck, don't do that," he hisses, placing kisses against my collarbone.

"Why not?" I ask, teasing him, rocking myself against his hardness.

I feel his fingers sinking deeper into my skin, making me move my hips even more. His words are still echoing in my head, making me forget about reason completely. I just want to show him how much he means to me. And I can't think of a better way to do it other than using my entire body and showering him with attention.

"You like to play with fire, don't you?" he asks, his voice hoarse with desire.

"I do," I reply, a grin spreading on my lips.

I reach for his pants and push them down to his thighs, realizing he is not wearing boxers this time. His shaft is erect and waiting for me.

Slowly, I get off his lap. Cal's eyes follow me, a dark hunger crossing them as he watches me get on my knees in front of him. I look up at him through my eyelashes before lowering myself on him, enveloping his tip with my warm mouth.

He hisses when I lick him, his hand darting to my hair as he entangles his fingers between the strands and tugs at it. "Fuck, Heidi," he mumbles, his voice cracking.

I smirk against him, delighted that I can drive him just as crazy as he drives me. I grip his thighs as I tease him before taking him fully into my mouth. He tugs harder on my hair, guiding me as I take him deeper.

"Holy shit," he moans.

I feel him growing even harder, his breathing becoming more ragged as I work him up. My panties are soaked with need at this point, and when I realize he's close to climax, I gather all the strength I can muster and pull away from him, standing.

My gaze is trapped in his as he watches me tug my panties down to my ankles and kick them away.

Cal produces a condom from his pocket and slips it on. "Come here," he orders, reaching for me and pulling me onto his lap again. "That was fucking amazing."

"I'm glad," I answer as I adjust myself against him, moving my hips forward, feeling him hard against my slick slit.

Then, I slide myself down, letting him fill me up completely to the brim.

Cal grunts under me, his hands gripping and guiding my hips, and after my inner walls embrace him completely, I start riding him.

My moves are slow at first. At this angle, he's hitting my clit so perfectly, I can't think straight.

"Oh, God, Cal" I cry, my head falling backward as I close my eyes.

"You drive me crazy, Heidi," he purrs. "I don't know how you do it, but I can't seem to get enough of you."

I know what he means because I can't seem to get enough of him either. No matter how much time we spend together, it never seems to be enough.

In a swift movement, Cal pulls my dress over my head then unhooks my bra, leaving me completely naked, my breasts exposed to him. I arch my back, keeping my eyes shut as I feel his tongue playing with my nipples, his teeth grazing them, causing me to moan his name.

I'm already breathless, panting as I speed up my pace.

"You feel so good around me," he rasps, bulking his hips up to meet mine.

When I feel his thumb circling my swollen, sensitive clit, arousing me even more, I tighten around his shaft, that familiar sensation of explosion approaching. "Yes. Shit! Yes!"

I reach for support on his shoulders, my nails sinking into his skin as I try to steady myself. I feel like I'm dying and on my way to heaven, my vision blurring as an electric current courses through me, making me momentarily numb with pleasure. I bite down on my lip, preventing a loud cry from escaping me as I reach climax.

Despite the chill of being naked, it feels like my body is on fire, every inch combusting with my orgasm. My walls are throbbing around Cal, but I still feel him hard as a rock inside me.

Then I realize he hasn't come yet.

"Are you okay?" I ask, still panting, my eyebrows shooting up with curiosity.

"I'm perfect. I just like watching you come for me, moaning my name like that," he informs me while getting to his feet and carrying me like I weigh nothing.

He kicks off his pants and walks us through the apartment, both of us still connected, his dick pumping slightly inside me.

"However," he continues, a grin forming on his lips as he kicks the door to his bedroom open. "I'm not done yet."

I chuckle. "I sort of figured. It's kind of hard to miss at the moment."noveldrama

He chuckles and grunts as he moves a bit inside of me. "You ain't seen nothin' yet, baby."

Cal tosses me on the bed, separating us for a split second before he lowers himself on me again, his dick sliding inside me once more. With his hands, he spreads my legs wide open to position himself between them, his hips thrusting hard against me.

I lock my ankles behind his waist, trapping him, ready for our second round.

I grip his ass, squeezing and pulling him even deeper inside me. Cal's gaze finds mine, and he brushes a strand of hair from my sweaty forehead with a gentle touch. There's something different in his eyes this time, although I can't quite interpret it.

"You're perfect," he murmurs, kissing me once more, his tongue dancing against mine, exploring every inch of my mouth. I feel his muscles tense under my fingers as his thrusts increase in speed, and he gets closer and closer to coming. He cups my breasts again, sending another wave of pleasure coursing through my body. Soon enough, with a guttural grunt of pleasure, he finally releases himself inside me.

I follow him, unable to hold myself any longer. I feel sore all over, all my senses enhanced because of all the pleasure he has provided me with.

Cal pulls out, lying on the bed and pulling me close to his chest, embracing me, caresses my hair softly, lulling me into sleep.

My brain is foggy as usual whenever Cal and I have sex. And even though I should know better than to let something like this slip, the words escape my mouth before I can even think of holding them back. "I love you," I whisper, my voice dragging as I close my eyes.

His arms tighten around me, as if he fears I might escape if he doesn't hold on tight. I'm falling into the abyss of sleep, my body too exhausted to be able to think properly and realize I might have fucked up whatever we have going on between us.

If he responds at all, I don't hear him before sleep carries me away.