His Promise: The Mafia's Babies
chavontheauthor
I looked down with flushed cheeks and stared at the growing bulge through his jeans. “What look?” I decided to play along and moved my hand around his bulge while staring into his eyes with a naive look on my face.
When he pushed my hand away and pulled me up to sit on his desk my heart stopped beating for a second. “You still haven’t answered my question.” I held my hands against his chest and waited for him to do something else besides giving me a stupid look. “Can I kiss you?” I blurted out and looked down embarrassed.
The room was filled with Christian’s laughter as he stroke his fingers against my cheek. “You know, I never got turned on by innocence until I met you.”
He leaned in closer and before I knew it he interlocked his soft lips against mine. “Do you remember how I embarrassed you and your innocent image at the club?” He pressed his forehead against mine.
“From now on I’ll do it again and again—until you will never dare to ask me a stupid question like that ever again.” This time he aggressively pressed his lips against mine as I threw my arms around his shoulder and slipped my tongue into his mouth. This is what I had been holding myself back from doing for weeks.
Eager for his touch I pulled him in even closer and was not planning on letting him go any time soon. He slowly removed my hand from his shoulder and grabbed it as he led it down his waist. After a while, he pulled away from the kiss and gently placed my hand back onto his growing bulge.