The Lost Mafia Principessa

Part 26

Her back feels cold and her front feels warm so she cuddles closer to the warmth. A strong arm stretches across her back and brings her closer to the warm muscular body laying next to her.

"Mmm bella we need to eat." The strong figure pulls her face to his and gives her a feather light kiss on her lips.

"You're so warm." She breathes in his kneck.

"We could stay here all night if you want?" He croons.

She's about to whisper ok but then she remembers her sanity. "I suppose we should get up." Her muscles are tight from sex and she's a bit sore from him. He chuckles noticing her wincing and her realization that she'd be spending the night again if she stayed where she was.

She slowly rolls off of the bed and goes to the restroom to freshen up. She frowns when she sees her post sex/nap hair. She pulls half of it up and makes sure it's acceptable. She finds Raphael sitting on the bed in a pair of black sweats.

She blushes as he admires her nakedness and she hurries to the closet. She grabs the shorts and the shirt she was wearing earlier and walks back out.

In the kitchen pasta sits on the stove warm like it was just fixed but the chef was no where to be seen. Andrea frowns at the situation bewildered.

"Mmm pasta." Raphael sneaks up behind her to glance at the food in the pot.

"When did you make this?" She asks. He walks over to the pot and opens a cabinet to get them some bowls.

"I didn't." Raphael looks at her confused.

"Where did it come from?"

"Here?" He looks at her confused by her line of questioning.

"Who made it?"

"Oh my house keeper Mrs. McKinnon."

She rolls her eyes "of course you have a house keeper." She says more to herself than him.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He glares at her in a way that makes her core light up.

"Yes" she straight face answers him.

"What am I going to do with you?" He asks low and seductive.

She smiles sweetly at him and bats her eyes. "I don't know but before you do anything please feed me. I'm famished."

"Right" he spins quickly like he had forgotten the pasta was behind him. He spoons the pasta into the plates and hands her silverware.

"Wine?" He asks staring into his wine cooler.

"Mmm no. water please." She responds shaking her head as she spoons pasta into her mouth.

He nods and pours her a glass of water and then sits next to her at the bar she's currently eating at. They eat in silence and when she finishes she walks her dishes to the sink and begins to scrub. Raphael hooks a hand around her waist and leans into her ear. "What are you doing?" He growls.

"Washing dishes" she says confused as to the ridiculous question. Surely it was obvious what she was doing.

"I pay people to do that. Leave it in the sink." His lips commanding her as they dance over her ear. He pulls her away from the sink and she reluctantly lets him. She lets go of him and heads to the bedroom to gather her stuff. He leans against the door way of his room. "Stay." He states but it's more of an offer than his normal commanding self.

She smiles. As much as she would love to spend another night with him she needs to get back to her apartment. She has class tomorrow and all of her stuff is at her place and also some head space wouldn't hurt her at all. The separation will give her time to think about this weekend's events. "Raphael I really need to get back to my place." She walks up to him with her bag and her dirty clothes stuffed enough in the small bag that they won't fall out.