Waking up in the Arms of the Mafia King

which makes sense given t

t with total mayhem. Also understandable because col

ed cups, scattered bottles, empty pizza boxes- hopefully empty. I could never li

ng on on the couches. They give a nod as we pass by. I nev

g, Rody," I remark as h

h, come on, it

st cleaning was probably when they first moved in. The though

s not like he cannot afford to live somewhere alone, and... clean. His parents told me that I was filthy when we went to visit them and I complained about th

ar end- thankfully distant from the relentless noise- he responds

t,

ng the door behind us, and leaning against it. "We we

g anniversary of my mother's death and how my emotions were all over the place. He was actually

the bed. "This weekend? I thought you meant ne

t and hangs out there. He thinks Emily doesn't want him there, which I of course, denied, but it is true. Emily tolerates him because he

his head. "I can't... I rescheduled everyt

disappointment wash over

pping closer and lifting my chin. "I'm

manage, masking

ers, and charming smile, which most of the time makes me feel like

a kiss. The kiss deepens quickly, and soon, Will lifts me up in his arms

wants me to take it off. We undressed in between kisses,

d with just penetrative s

ringing his head between my legs. "Let me make it up to you, baby." His voice, thi

other, we know what the other person

down at that blonde hair between my legs. I ca

s tongue rubs over me,, and I let out a soft moan. Will never wants me to ma

easing a breathy moan that makes Will eager. The buil

I feel my climax pushing me over the edge. Wil

ug smile on his face tells me how satisfied

cally the only man I have ever slept with, so I can't compare his size to anything but I feel like it's what an average, decent-siz

babe." His eyes roll back into his head as he groans at my tightness. I instinctively start to move m

ns softly in my ear and places a

ps a little bit faster. He is holding himself up

pple. His face comes down, and his hand pushes my breast up so his mouth can enclose around my

s, his body collapses on mine and stays there for a couple of seconds to catch his breath. I run my hands through his blonde locks. He lifts himsel

but that's just not me. Rodney isn't into it either. He always tells me he prefers me in my most relaxed vibe – my 'pure s

y, there are several bathrooms here, and one is conveniently close to Will's room. This minimises

this pathetic excuse of a bathroom. Like I said, it's not like I have a fancy bathroom at

n, I need to take a piss." A gruff, unfamiliar male voice calls from the other side. Th

oah there, who are you?" His gaze lingers uncomfortably, "Who do you belon

Rodney's girlfriend," I assert, my voice steady despi

augh. "Well fuck, our little W has sn

the house parties here to meet his roommates, but I have been t

s more like a question. Not

time..." he continue

my waist. I know this embrace all too well. I tilt my head up

, his eyes scanning my fac

room, and then I ran into..." I gesture

t my girlfri

'girlfriend'." Don re

alling an end to the conversation. "Right, see you lat

ating, babe?" Will asks, his