Claimed By The Ruthless Mafia

Sarah’s POV.

The next morning arrived with a breathtaking sunrise. I stirred in Alex’s arms, feeling his comforting presence.

Slowly, I opened my eyes to behold the sight of the most handsome face lying before me. I couldn’t resist the urge to shower him with affection. I leaned in and planted gentle kisses on both of his closed eyes before giving a sweet peck on his lips.

Carefully untangling myself from his tight embrace, I yawned widely and stretched my arms, feeling the pleasant morning air fill my lungs.

I smiled to myself, reveling in the fact that I was naked in his loving arms. Grabbing a bedsheet nearby, I gracefully wrapped it around my body, finding comfort in its warmth.

Curiosity beckoned me to the adjacent balcony of his room, where I stood, observing people jogging and children joyfully playing outside. The sky painted a beautiful hue of blue, adorned with wisps of clouds. The melodious chirping of birds filled my heart with a sense of inexplicable warmth. Never before had I encountered a morning so captivating.

Suddenly, a pair of strong arms encircled my small waist, pulling me closer. A deep, husky voice whispered in my ear, “Good morning, beautiful!”

I turned around, facing the Greek god who had the power to make my heart race with every encounter.

“Good morning,” I replied, a smile lighting up my face as I gently stroked his stubbled cheek with my fingers. “Did you sleep well?”

“Like a log,” he replied, his grin infectious. He captured my hand, guiding it to rest against his cheek, lightly squeezing.

“Hungry?” he asked, concern evident in his eyes.

“Very,” I said, rubbing my stomach.

He chuckled. “Okay, what would you like to eat?”

“Why don’t you freshen up? I’ll order room service. Okay?” he asked, looking into my eyes.

“Sounds good,” I said, clapping my hands together eagerly.

He proceeded to order some pancakes, bacon, and eggs. As I was about to head to the bathroom, he gripped my hand and pulled me towards him, causing the bedsheets to slip from my body, exposing my skin to his gaze. With a slight bend, he effortlessly lifted me into his arms and began walking.

With a swift kick, he opened the bathroom door and gently set me down on my feet. He ran the warm water, filling the tub, and added a few drops of bubble bath. Carefully checking the water temperature, he assisted me in getting into the tub. I settled in, feeling a sense of relaxation wash over me as the warm, bubbly water soothed my tired body.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

He swiftly pulled his sweatshirt over his head and discarded his sweatpants, along with his boxers, on the bathroom floor. Standing before me in all his naked glory, I couldn’t help but gulp at the sight of his hot, perfectly sculpted body. His eight-pack abs, muscular chest, firm thighs, and the long and thick erection between his legs all held my attention. He lifted his leg gracefully and stepped into the tub, settling down across from me.

“I can’t even begin to describe how badly I want to make love to you in this bathtub. But I understand if you’re sore and need time,” he said, letting out a frustrated sigh.

My core throbbed, and I still felt the hardness of his erection inside me. I squirmed, craving him once more.

His intense grey eyes seared my skin, igniting a burning desire within me and stripping away any inhibitions. I crawled towards him and settled on his lap, my legs draped on either side as I straddled his hip. His hard length pressed against my wetness.

With my hands on his neck, I pulled him closer. Locking my gaze with his, I whispered against his lips, intentionally brushing mine against his in the process.

“And what if I told you I wanted it too?”

“Girl, are you trying to drive me insane?” he replied, capturing my lips with urgency. I kissed him back with equal passion, delving my tongue into his mouth, tangling it with his own while nipping and biting his upper lip. I couldn’t help but moan as I tasted the sweet, minty flavor that was uniquely him. He was intoxicating, leading me to engage in acts I had never before considered.

His intoxicating masculine scent overwhelmed my senses, making my head spin. His rough, large hands explored my body, sending shivers down my spine and igniting an insatiable desire within me.

I slid my hand between us, grasping his throbbing length. He was already rock hard, like steel. Slowly, I raised myself onto my knees, guiding his erection to my center.

Gently, I eased myself down, enveloping his rigid member within my eager depths. He moaned into my mouth, a symphony of pleasure and satisfaction, as he hungrily kissed my lips.

His hand trailed towards my breasts, gripping them in his rough, sizable palm, kneading and squeezing them with fervor.

Our hips began to move in sync, creating an exquisite friction that set our restless bodies ablaze with pleasure.

He thrust into me, his hips jerking forward. His free hand rested on my waist, guiding my movements, allowing me to rise and fall on his length.

The water in the tub spilled onto the bathroom floor as our passion intensified.

He pulled back, gazing into my eyes.

“I can never get enough of you. You’re fucking addictive, baby,” he groaned in pleasure. “You always make me lose control, princess.”

Those words filled me with contentment, confidence, and a sense of power. Knowing that I had this effect on him, that he desired me more than anything in the world.

I could feel him deep inside me, penetrating my core, his pelvis meeting mine with every thrust, while my body undulated on top of him.

The sensation he stirred within me was so intense that it made me arch my back and throw my head backward in ecstasy.

His lips moved lower, capturing my breast in his mouth, as he playfully nipped and pulled my nipple between his teeth. It was the final trigger, propelling me towards my climax.

“God… Alex… I couldn’t hold it. I… I’m coming,” I cried.

“Yes, baby, come for me. Come all over my dick,” he said, his dirty words exactly what I needed. My orgasm hit me hard, the waves taking me to another realm, where I saw moons and stars.

“Fuck, baby, you’re squeezing me so hard. Ah…” he groaned and shot his cum inside me once again.

His erection continued throbbing and pulsating against my sensitive walls. He kept penetrating me, dedicated to giving me more pleasure, as if it was his primary duty.

When we both calmed down from our climax, panting and breathless, our chests heaving heavily, he cupped my cheeks in his hands.

“Where were you, angel?” he asked, and I furrowed my brow in confusion. “Why didn’t I find you earlier?” he completed his question, and I wanted to ask him the same thing.