Page 27 of Twisted Trust (Mafia Lords of Sin #10)

My legs almost give out from the powerful swell of desire that sweeps through my gut and core at the unexpected praise pouring from his lips. His lips close over mine and my eyes roll back in my head as I sink into a blissful darkness where nothing exists but him and me.

I’m the one who’s addicted. Maybe it’s because the truth is finally out between us or because for the first time in a long time, I feel like there might actually be a future on my horizon free from pain and running.

“Fuck!” Levi breaks the kiss just as he enters me, and it steals my breath away, the slow, warm stretch of his hot, throbbing cock sliding deeper and deeper into me in one smooth thrust until I’m forced up onto my tiptoes just to accommodate his girth.

He keeps one hand around my waist with his fingertips gently caressing my waist while his other returns to my throat and he gently forces me to look at myself in the mirror.

In the low light, every shadowed angle of my body is more accentuated. My swaying breasts appear fuller, his jaw is sharper, and some of the lines between us blur together as if we are one. My cheeks are flushed rosy red and my parted lips are in a perfect O as Levi kisses my cheek.

“Look at you,” he whispers in my ear, nuzzling into my hairline. “So beautiful. I’m going to fuck you, Maeve, until there’s no doubt in your mind that you were made for me, understand?”

I try to speak but as soon as I start, he suddenly thrusts hard into me and all that escapes my throat is a desperate, needy whine.

“I’m going to fuck you,” he continues, “until you’re certain that the only cock that can ever satisfy you is mine.”

Again, I try to speak and again, he thrusts deep inside me, turning my words into moans. I want to argue with him and challenge him, but I’ve lost this fight.

Lost, yes, but I’m getting everything I wanted.

He starts to fuck me, and everything else just becomes noise that melts away into nothing. Clutching the sink with one hand, my other rests on his arm around my waist and I dig my nails in deeper with each long, powerful thrust that sends me up onto my tip toes.

Maybe it’s the alcohol, but everything about Levi feels more real—the ripple of muscles hot against my back, the strength in his arms as he holds my waist and lightly caresses my throat, the gentle burn of his facial hair against my cheek as he kisses and sucks on my neck.

I swear I can even feel every thick ridge and vein of his cock as it pounds into me again and again and again.

I’m boneless. Pleasure surges through me in waves with each one hotter than the last. My grip on the sink fades.

I reach up and slide my hand into Levi’s thick, dark hair.

He moans deeply when I grip on and he tilts my head with his hand to claim my parted lips in another possessive kiss.

Every sweet moan, whimper, and gasp he fucks out of me becomes swallowed by his kisses.

It’s everything I want and more. He fucks me faster and harder, pressing me over the sink until the edge of the counter presses into my hips, but before it can get painful, Levi pulls me away from the sink and thrusts so hard into me that I lose all grip on the floor.

For a moment, I’m weightless with only his cock inside me, then he shoves me up against the wall and continues fucking me like it’s the only thing he knows how to do.

I come with a scream, muffled around the fingers he thrusts into my mouth and the kisses he lays across my lips.

It’s an explosion of pleasure that’s so mind-blowing I can’t even keep myself upright.

Every nerve inside me snaps like a firework and it might just be the best orgasm of my life.

Levi continues to fuck me for a few more thrusts until he comes inside me in a rush of wet heat that satisfies me deep in my soul.

I blink and suddenly, we’re on the floor with Levi holding me in his arms. His pants are around his ankles and both his arms curl around me as he nuzzles into my neck.

“Wow,” I gasp hoarsely, utterly boneless against him. “You’ve improved.”

Levi slides one hand up and grasps my breast, massaging while tweaking my nipple, causing me to gasp.

“I was always this good,” he murmurs roughly.

“Hmm,” I tease softly. “Were you?”

Levi’s cock twitches inside me as he grabs my jaw and forces my head back for a kiss. Does he really get like that just from a kiss?

“You know I was,” Levi says, and his nose brushes against my temple, then he kisses me there. “Now, shower.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“Can’t make me.” Not that I have any fight left inside me.

“When did you become so stubborn?”

“Since forever.” Slowly, Levi’s softened cock slips from me and when it does, I try to make a break for it. I don’t get far, of course, but we end up on the floor on the bathmat in giggles. I swear I even hear real laughter from Levi as he pulls me back against his torso.

“No bath!” I whine, wriggling against him.

Levi’s suddenly hovering over me with one leg draped over my waist and one of my wrists clasped in his hand. “It wasn’t a request, but if you get in the shower and you let me take care of you, there’ll be a reward.”

My eyes narrow as I grin tiredly up at him. “What kind of reward?”

Levi snorts. “You’re not the only stubborn one here. So tell me, Maeve. Are you going to be a good girl?”