His Mafia Princess - J.H

Chapter 61

Mirriella pov

"You know, you really should be nicer to him. He's just doing his job." His head was still resting against my chest, but this time my hands were running through his hair.

"He knows the difference he's fine." He shrugged as he fell back against the bed. I folded back on my legs and was now sat, straddling his lap.

"Just because he knows the difference doesn't mean he should be treated that way. He's still your friend at the end of the day. You should try be nicer to him." I countered as I drew shapes and patterns on his stomach.

"Okay fine. But enough about Stefan. I wanna focus on us." He said as he flipped us over again so he was now hovering over me.

"Us, is going to have to wait till later." I playfully pouted at him as I pushed him off me.

"And why is that?" He sassed back go me as he laid down on my bed, watching me.

"Because we both smell like the lake, and need to shower before this meeting." I answered as I walked into the bathroom again.

"Well, why don't we kill two birds with one stone?" He asked as he ran his hands up my hips and pulled me so my ass was against him.

"Now you see that, sounds like an idea I can get behind." I saw him smirk through the mirror.

He undid my belt and pulled my jeans down my legs, leaving me in just my thong. He smirked and backed up so he could take his own clothes off. I rolled my eyes and took my underwear off, walking into the shower. I had just about managed to turn the water onto a cold-ish setting, before I was being pinned against the wall. I squealed at the feeling of the cold tiles against my back and giggled as two hands found themselves planted either side of my head.

"Oh, hi." I smiled as his face came into my field of view.

"Hello." He said back as he ran the back of his hand down my cheek.

He lifted my chin and attached his lips to mine as his hands explored my body. One squeezed my throat lightly as the other pushed my hips back against the tiled wall, earning a small gasp from me, which opened my mouth wide enough for him to slide his tongue in.

He moved his hands to my boobs as he squeezed and grabbed them harshly, earning moans and whines going directly into his mouth. He moved his hands down to hold under my thighs as he picked my legs up. He lifted my right leg and I lightly pushed off of my left leg to make the transition more smooth.

"Are you ready?" He asked against my lips.

"Yes. Mhm." I moaned in response.

With that in mind, he took no time in wrapping my legs around his waist and thrusting into me harshly. He didn't give me time to adjust as he just continued to thrust into me, which caused a string of uncontrollable moans to leave my mouth.

"Ah, fuck. S-slow down." I moaned as I pulled away from the kiss.

"You don't want me to though. Do you princess?" He spat as he continued at the same pace.

"N-no." I moaned out as I gripped onto his arms.

"That's what I thought. You're just a little cumslut aren't you? Just a sex addicted whore." He spat, which only made me pray for this moment to never end.

"Yes daddy." My nails were digging into his skin.

I leant my forehead on his, my body feeling like it was going to collapse from the pleasure. He kept nipping and biting at my shoulder and neck which only made me moan louder. I'm pretty sure you could hear me from the basement floor, but I couldn't find it in me to care. I felt my stomach start to tighten and twist as he repeatedly hit the spot that made me go crazy.

"F-fuck. Can I cum?" I managed to get out between moans.

"No." He smirked as he continued to pound into me.

I whined and scraped my nails across his back, causing him to groan. He brought two of his fingers and stuck them in my mouth that was still hung open.

"Suck." He demanded.

I whined but did as he asked. I closed my mouth and wrapped my tongue around his fingers as I sucked on them. Because of how fast he was moving, two or three times his arm moved and his fingers hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag slightly. He abruptly took his fingers out of my mouth and brought them down to draw circles on my clit.

"Oh fuck, no." I moaned out, as it now meant holding my orgasm would be so much harder.

I could feel the tears run down my face as the pleasure became too overwhelming. My legs were shaking and my hips kept bucking uncontrollably as I tried as hard as I could to hold onto whatever I had left of my orgasm.

"Fuck Jaden. Please let me cum. I'm begging you." I whined as my legs wrapped around his waist tighter, pulling him further into me, if possible.

"Fine. You can cum." He groaned as he continued to thrust up into me.

I threw my head back, hitting it against the tiles. I was too overwhelmed by the pleasure that I didn't even acknowledge the pain that went surging through as I did. I felt my walls start to clench and unclench sporadically as he came inside me.

He pulled out and left my legs to fall as I tried to stand up. I eventually gave up and let myself slide down the wall. I could feel our cum rushing down my legs and onto the shower floor as I sat down. I rested my head on his knee as I tried to catch my breath again, him doing the same as he leant his head against the wall above me.