Mafia Obsession

Jasmine

It feels like I’ve been locked in this room for hours, as I stare at the ceiling. I passed out in Kane’s car and didn’t stir until he was carrying me up here, but I kept my eyes clamped shut, not

wanting him to know I’d woke.

This huge bed is so ridiculously comfy, way nicer than the mattress I’ve got at Alex’s home, but I can’t fall asleep. I’m too on edge.

What the hell is Kane Romano going to do with me?

Alex is dead to me. I almost wish Kane had been the brutal monster I’d heard of and killed him, anyway. He’s a son of a bitch to give me over to the Romano Mafia. I’ve been traded off for God knows what. Sex most likely. The thought sends a cold dread right to my heart. I’m a virgin, and it looks like my first time will be as a whore.

The sound of the door unlocking makes my heart skip a beat. I shuffle on the bed and pull the duvet around my barely clothed body, as if it will save me from the inevitable. All I’m wearing is my lacy bra and thong, since I don’t have sleepwear.

Kane’s huge form appears in the doorway. His eyes find mine instantly and the fierce hunger in them makes me hot.

After a few seconds of silence, I can’t stand it anymore. “What are you going to do with me?” I snap.

He smiles kindly, turning and shutting the door. I almost get up and run for the bathroom door, as he pulls off his tie and starts to unbutton his shirt. Not that it would do me any good.

I’ve already checked the room, and there’s absolutely no escape. I considered trying to climb down from the window, but we’re three stories

up and there’s nothing much to hold on to-I’ll save that attempt for when I’m desperate.

I watch him warily, as he peels his shirt off. My heart rate spikes at the sight of his bare, muscular chest and the dark tattoos sprawling across his left arm. The sight of him like that makes my pussy ache, which is ridiculous.

It’s as if my body and mind are totally split at the moment, but this is the first man I’ve ever been close to half-naked, and he’s a God. Kane has me locked away in this room, and I’m lusting after him.

Not to mention, he’s old enough to be my father. A naughty thought floods my mind, and I feel my cheeks heat. I wonder if he’d like me calling him Daddy while he took my virginity.

What the hell is wrong with me?

He moves toward the bed and my body tenses. A dread so keen spreads through my veins, making me tremble. I can’t sit there and wait for him to rape me. Instead, I stand to my feet and back away, forgetting I’m only in my underwear.

Kane cocks his head to the side slightly, and then kicks his shoes off before unbuttoning his pants. His heated gaze slowly drops down my body and then back up, setting me on fire like nothing ever has.

He pulls his pants down his muscled hips, and I can’t keep my eyes from wandering. He’s wearing a pair of tight boxer briefs with a hard, huge bulge defining the outline of his thick cock. The mix of fear and lust warring inside of me is more confusing than anything I’ve ever experienced. Finally, he tears his eyes away from me and lies down on the bed.

He laces his fingers behind his head, making his abs ripple deliciously. I stand there, watching him as he shuts his eyes.

What the hell is happening? “What are you doing?” I ask.

He doesn’t open them just chuckles. “I’m getting a little rest on my bed.”

His bed.

I assumed they’d taken me to a guest room in this mansion, not his room. It makes it even more likely he intends to fuck me. He probably wants to make sure I’m good enough before whoring me out to the rest of the criminals in this town.

“I-I’m not fucking you,” I shout, feeling a little stupid considering he’s lying on the bed, unmoving.

He chuckles, again. “Did I ask you to?” His eyes open this time and he glances at me. “I’m open to it but believe me the last thing that gets me going is forcing myself on an unwilling woman.”

A flood of relief courses through me and my shoulders slump.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Thank God.

“Did you get any sleep?” he asks. I shake my head. “No chance.”

He smiles a panty-melting smile, his eyes crinkling at the edges. God, he’s handsome. For an older man, he is ridiculously attractive and so sexy in that bad boy, silent kind of way. “Come here, baby girl.” He holds out a hand.

I swallow thickly, as the nickname only adds fuel to the fire burning inside of me. I can feel my panties are soaking wet between my thighs, as I consider whether to go near him.

“I won’t bite,” he half-growls. “It’s two o’clock in the morning, and we could both use some sleep.”

I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, wondering whether I should sleep in a bed with him. Surely, this is all a trick. He probably intends to get into my panties once I’m under the sheets. Our eyes meet, and for some unknown reason I’m sure that isn’t his intention.

Kane, with all his hard muscles, could take me against my will easily. He could stand up, throw me over his shoulder, and take me on the bed. I’d be powerless to stop him. Instead, he’s lying there doing nothing.

I step closer and he smiles again. A kind smile I never expected to see on his lips. I take his hand and he eases me under the sheets, before shifting to get under them himself. He remains on his side, gazing at me as he slowly brushes my hair from my face and tucks it behind my ear. A gentle and tender gesture that makes me ache for all the wrong reasons.

I glance at him.

“Will you let me hold you?” he asks.

I narrow my eyes, unsure I want him to touch me. Not because of who he is, but because I’m sure my hormonal teenage body will react to him in all the wrong ways. I find myself nodding in agreement.

He shifts closer to me and wraps one strong arm around my waist, pulling me back against him. I freeze as I feel the throb of his long, hard

cock against my ass. It takes all my willpower not to moan out loud. The fire he has lit inside of me burns more brightly, more fiercely, as I let him hold me tight.

The aching need between my thighs more desperate. It’s not a sensation I’ve ever experienced so strong before. I don’t dare move. His lips find the sensitive spot between my ear and the base of my neck, and he kisses me lightly. “Get some sleep, baby girl. I’ve got to be up early.”

I can’t even speak to ask why he needs to be up early. Not that it would matter to me, since I’ll be locked away in his room all day. I let out a shuddering breath and try to ignore the thickness pressing into my ass.

“Good night,” he whispers into my ear.

Fuck.

This man is making me long for him. I’m almost annoyed he didn’t try to fuck me. If he had, I wouldn’t be craving what he isn’t giving me. His thick length makes me tingle all over. I wiggle ever so slightly and push against him, feeling exactly how long and hard he is.

He groans into my ear and digs his fingers into my hips. “Don’t move, baby girl, or I’ll come in my boxers.”

I bite my lip at the thought of him shooting his load all over my bare ass. It sends an illicit heat sparking through my veins. Instead of keeping still, I grind my ass harder into his cock, letting his fabric-clad length push between my bare ass cheeks.

He growls a low noise that vibrates through my body, making my pussy even wetter. “Are you trying to make me come?”

I can’t speak. Instead, I keep moving. The need for this man out ruling any common sense. He groans against my skin, and I feel his sticky, wet precum soak through the fabric and onto my skin. I reach around to grab him through his boxers, giving his throbbing cock a hard stroke.

He grabs hold of my hips and turns me around to face him. Pure lust sparking in his dark irises as he stares at me. “No touching,” he growls, grabbing my hand and forcing it away. He shakes his head. “When it comes to me, I’ve got a very specific way of doing things. Ways that an innocent girl like you couldn’t handle.”

My jaw clenches at him calling me innocent. He is right, I am innocent and a virgin, but I don’t like hearing him say it. “I’m sure I can handle anything you have to offer.”

His eyes narrow. “I’m a rough lover and I like to dominate my sexual partner, baby girl.” He shakes his head. “I get off when I tie a woman up and make her mine. I like a woman to submit to me. I’d make you come so many times, you’ll be begging me to fuck you.”

A thrill races through me at the thought of being tied up by this handsome, brutal man. I’d heard of Dom and Sub play before, but considering I’ve not even had vanilla sex, I’m not sure it is something I’d want to indulge in. I swallow thickly.

“Is that something you’d want from me?”

I feel the heat racing to my cheeks at the question. “I-I have no idea…” “Of course not, you’ve never experimented with that kind of sex.

You’ve probably only had missionary sex like a good, innocent girl, is that right?”

I bite my lip, my body trembling against him. “N-Not exactly.” “Tell me what you like,” he purrs.

I shake my head, becoming more embarrassed. “I don’t know.” His brow furrows. “What do you mean?”

My stomach twists at the words on the tip of my tongue. “I’m a virgin,” I whisper.

Kane’s eyes spark fiercely, and he growls a low, animalistic sound that makes my whole body catch fire. “How is that possible?”

I bite my bottom lip. “I’m only eighteen…I-I just never-”

He silences me with his lips, clashing against me in a hard kiss. I moan into his mouth, as his tongue teases against my own, making me so wet my juices are rolling down my thighs. He’s making me feel things I’ve never felt before. My body is responding to him in the most pleasurable ways. My nipples are tight, my pussy is dripping, and my clit is aching to be touched.

He finally pulls away, making me whimper. I want to keep kissing him

forever. I’ve never been kissed the way he just kissed me.

“Good night, baby girl,” he whispers, tightening his grip on my waist. “Don’t worry, I won’t corrupt a virgin. I may be a criminal, but I have some morals.”

His hard length is still throbbing and thick in his boxer briefs, pressing against my bare thigh. I can’t help but feel disappointed that he doesn’t want to fuck me. I nod and turn back over to hide it, as I’m sure it’s written all over my face. Kane’s arms wrap around my waist, and he pulls me close again. His thick cock teasing at my ass and making me needier.

It’s ridiculous how safe being wrapped in this brutal criminal’s arms I feel. Slowly, the length pressing into me eases as he begins to breathe more deeply, signaling he has fallen asleep, holding me.

I should be scared and trying to work out how to escape, even though there is no escaping the Romano family. I shouldn’t feel safe in the arms of this man capable of terrible things.

As I rest here with his strong arms wrapped around me, I feel safer than I’ve ever felt in my life. The rhythm of his heavy breathing slowly makes my eyelids flutter shut and sleep takes me.