Page 53 of Mafia Scars

I was exhausted, but still I couldn’t bring myself to sleep and leave her. Even though I knew she’d fill my dreams.

What the fuck had this woman done to me? I’d grown soft, so soft it was ridiculous to imagine that I was me, Lucian Morientz.

It was six a.m. We’d been awake since she’d arrived. Making love.

Not fucking. Although I wasn’t sure if she knew that.

There was a point where it had felt different to me.

During that first time. Something happened to both of us, and it carried on each time.

Now, I had her sitting on the edge of the hot tub, which she insisted looked more like a pond just because I’d had it designed so we could swim around in it.

She sat on the last step, so the water caught her around her waist, and her beautiful tits were on full display for me. Wet, with the water trickling down them. It reminded me of fresh fruit that had just been washed.

I swam up to her and sucked on her left nipple, loving that I could do that to her. She ran her hands over my hair, stroking me as I sucked.

“Luc, what if someone comes and sees us?”

“It’s okay. No one will be around at this hour. And the only person we’d need to worry about will be sleeping until he needs to get up.”

Claudius was a deadweight when he was exhausted. Unlike me, the man needed his beauty sleep.

He wouldn’t have come in here if he knew we were in here, because he’d know there’d be some R-rated scenes.

“How is it okay?” She moved away from me.

“God, why? Come back to me.”

She giggled, swatting at me playfully.

“You must have staff in this massive house.”

“No one is going to be on the grounds until about nine, and anyone else who’s here will know not to come in.”

“Is that some sort of code you had with your previous women?” She arched an eyebrow.

Minx, trying to catch me out.

“I was a virgin until I met you,” I teased.

We both started laughing like neither of us had problems. Like serious things that affected us weren’t on the horizon.

It was nice though, us laughing like a real couple.

“Claudius is the one who has his pick of women.”

“And you’re going to lie and tell me that you don’t.” She gave me a suspicious look.

A smirk danced on my lips.

“I had my share. Now the one I want is irritating me because I want to explore her body, and she won’t let me.”

She splashed water in my face.

“You did plenty exploring already.”

“No, there’s never enough. I want more of you always. You’re a drug to me, and I can’t stop myself from wanting you all the time. Every minute of every day.”