Page 18 of Reckless Forever (Jennings Mafia Family #3)

“You see how wet you got me?” This muhfucka spread her legs completely apart and held them. I raised my eyebrow mid stroke, and she smiled at me. She was flexible, and I was about to take advantage of that.

I rubbed her clit while I filled her completely and delivered nothing but dick to her. She stopped that cocky shit when the pressure came. Her whole body shook, and she was about to let go of her legs.

“Nah, hold them, Ivy. Watch me while I’m fucking you.”

Being inside Ivy made me want to claim every inch of her. Her walls were hugging my dick, and I already knew that this wasn’t going to be some casual shit.

She tucked her lip between her teeth and looked down at the sight between the two of us, then her eyes rolled in the back of her head.

“I don’t know what the fuck you’re doing to me,” She cried, voice already becoming hoarse.

I switched from the long, deep strokes that I was giving her to the pain that I really wanted to bring.

“That’s what you wanted, Ivy? You wanted me to fuck you like this?”

“Yes, baby.”

“You wetting my dick up, baby,” I smirked as I tucked my lips between my teeth. She was crying like I was killing her, and I probably was, but she asked me for this.

“Judah, oh…my…fuck!” She screamed as she started rubbing her pussy. Then she dropped her legs and wrapped them around my waist, pulling me closer to her.

My mouth slammed into hers as I kissed her and fucked her like I wanted her body to remember me.

“Ivy, tell me you’re mine,” I said as I broke the kiss but not the strokes that had her about to go crazy.

Her voice cracked as her body shook again, “I’m yours, Judah! You feel so fucking good,” She cried as she dug her nails into my back.

“You promise?” I asked as I bit her shoulder and choked her lightly.

“Yes,” she whimpered as she wound her hips, matching my rhythm. I knew she was about to cum. I sucked her neck, marking her.

“Show me and cum on this dick then,” I demanded.

I slowed the rhythm back to long and deep, and as soon as she came on my dick and I felt how wet she was, I released everything that I had been holding for months inside of her.

“Gah, damn Ivy.” I panted as I caught myself from falling on top of her. Our bodies were both wet and sticky as I fell beside her on the bed.

“Judah,” She rasped as she struggled to sit up and pull up her dress.

“Hmmm?” I asked with my eyes closed.

When she didn’t respond, I opened my eyes. I thought maybe I had said something wrong, or Shorty was about to try to friendzone me again.

“What, Ma?” I sat up as she just watched me through slits in her eyes.

“If you’re going to fuck me like that every day, I’m not going back to Bolivia,” she said. Silence stretched before we both broke out into laughter.

“Man, lay your crazy ass down, I’m tired,” I said as I pulled her onto my chest.

I made a joke about it, but I was thinking the same damn thing.

After Ivy just made me moan her name like a bitch, fuck Santos.

The longer I lay there with her in my arms, the more I started to understand why Trouble killed Unc and why Jax was pulling all those junkie stunts for six months straight.

I was next in line, because Ivy’s ass wasn’t going back to Bolivia.

If I had to drug her with dope dick for the next seven days, she was here to stay.

“Wake up, Ma,” I tapped Ivy once we had landed in New York, and it was time for us to get off the jet. I had been watching her sleep for the last hour. Stuck in my head about what I was going to do with myself.

She rolled over and smiled with her eyes closed and reached out for me. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet.

“I was sleeping like a princess,” she said as he rubbed her eyes and ran her hands through her hair that was all over her head.

“You look like one, too. Let’s go,” I said as I kissed her forehead and stood up. She yawned as she looked for her shoes and slipped them onto her feet. I helped her down the stairs and out into the truck. Before we could pull off, her head snapped.

“What about my IntelliSense?” She asked, which made me laugh.

“It’s another truck behind us, they're loading everything to bring to the estate, chill out,” I said as she relaxed and leaned against the window.

We rode through the streets while I checked a couple of emails and responded to them.

It got my attention when she sat straight up.

I turned to her, and she was looking out the window with wide eyes, taking in everything that passed.

I had forgotten until now that she said that she had never been to the States as an adult.

It made me want to show her this side of the world even more.

“You know, Judah. This is why they use so much technology for the weather forecasts here in the States. In Bolivia, we can trust the mountains, the birds, and the wind. But here the buildings are so tall that they block the sky, you have to?—”

“Baby!”

I said as I cut her off with that talk about the weather.

“I swear I don’t want to hear that shit about them damn tectonic plates right now.

” I scoffed before she broke into a fit of laughter, and I brought her under my arm.

I finally had her here in the States without all the extra pressure of trying to sneak, and I didn’t want to be in school.

“I didn’t say anything about no damn plates, but I’ll let you have that.” She laughed and then let her head fall onto my chest.

“Did I ever tell you that my mother’s family is from Florida? I’ve been there twice, but for funerals that I was too young to remember.” She asked.

“Yeah, you told me.”

As we rode through the streets, she told me about all the things that she had been researching that she wanted to do during her stay. She had a list a mile long, and if she hadn’t planned on staying for real, there was no way she thought we could do all the things she had on it in a week.

Then we turned down my road, and she sat up again, taking in her surroundings. Her brows were furrowed as we went down the long road that looked like it had no end. Then we pulled up the gate. The guard from the tower waved, and I gave him a head nod as we slowed through the driveway.

“This is your estate, Judah?” She questioned as she looked around, like she hadn’t been living on a compound just as big, if not bigger than this.

“Yeah, Shorty. Why?” I questioned.

“Because I know that you are in the Mafia. I guess I just didn’t know that it was this…” She said as she waved her hands in the direction of my home.

“Nah, Shorty. I’m not just the Mafia; I’m a national elite. This is light work.” I admitted before the truck silenced, and the other one trailing us slowed to a stop as well.

“Come on,” I said as she stood frozen in place. Like I wasn’t who the fuck I said I was. I chuckled at her reaction.

I didn’t have live-in maids or chefs like my brothers, because it was just me. The only team that I had was my security team. They were cool, though.

“This is beautiful,” she said as she looked around.

She nodded toward my painting. “This is Leonardo Bianchi. You have great taste,” She smiled.

“Whoever that nigga is, that’s cool. My decorator brought that shit here and I almost gave it away.”

She snorted as I gave her a tour of the house.

“Why does one man need this much space?” She asked, leaning against the bar once we had finished.

“For my wife and our kids,” I answered. The words caused her head to snap back. She palmed her chest.

“Interesting,” she said as I pulled her to me.

My phone buzzed for the third time in a row. I pulled it from my pocket and looked at it.

Facial recognition detector: Potential threat. Critical alert. Please review.

I clicked the notification from my facial recognition system that I had attached to my doorbell. There was a still image of Ivy there that had a red alert. I clicked it and waited for the report to run.

Error: Report failed. Please try again.

I pressed the button for a second time. Two profiles detected. I pressed the run report button for a third time, and still nothing happened. The report will be available in three to five business days.

“Did you hear me, handsome?” She asked as she turned to me.

“Nah, baby. What’s up?” I asked as I put my phone back into my pocket.

“I said that I want to take a shower. Come show me where the towels are.” She smiled and kissed me. I put the security alert to the back of my mind, and I led her to the master bedroom again. Figuring that maybe it detected Ivy as a threat because she was from the Cartel or another country.

“There’s some in here,” I said as I handed her the towel.

“No,” She pulled my hand to stop me before I could walk away and gave me the craziest smirk.

“What’s up, Ivy?” I scanned her body as she slowly undressed in the middle of the doorway. The way she moved while she did it kind of had me zoned out for a second, dick bricked again.

“Come bathe with me,” she threw over her shoulder as she turned to walk into the room.

I left a trail of my clothes on the way to the shower because I followed her ass right in there. This was just the beginning of my relationship with Ivy. And for now, everything else surrounding us would have to wait.