Cian's Ruinous Love (Forbidden Mafia Romance)

Chapter 2

 
  Andrea

I was staring at Ian, holding my breath. Waiting for what he might say or do.

"I have never slept with a virgin," he murmured, his teal grey eyes were drowned in deep thoughts and a frown adorned his forehead.

"There is always a first time," I replied, hoping he would not write me off.

"I know, but I fuck hard and I am not sure if your virgin p**** can handle it," his eyes regarded me intently and I sucked in a deep breath.

His expression and his words were making my stomach sink. I had never been eager to sleep with someone before. But today I had wanted it, now after hearing from him what type of preferences he had I was not sure if I could handle him.

"I want to but I can't let you go, not after I have tasted you. Now I want to claim every inch of you for myself," he said in an authoritative.

"What if I want to go?" I asked in a shaky voice.

"Your body says else wise," he traced his fingers down to my center and collected my wetness on them.

"I am not sure if I want this," I tried to push him back but he held my hands with his and pinned them above my head. My heart hammered against my ribcage, and I feared if it would break out. I stiffened in his hold, fearing what he might do to me.

"Shh, you don't need to be scared of me, love. I will take care of you," he cooed.

"You said that you..." Ian interrupted me, "I can make an exception, for someone as desirable as you."

He brushed my hair aside that had fallen on my face then caressed my cheeks with his knuckles. Even his simple touch shot a zap of pleasure through my body.

Why was my body responding to him in such a way? What was about him that I never felt like this before for anyone else?

"Relax, or it will not be pleasurable for any of us," he cautioned me, and instead of relaxing, I felt my body stiffen more.

"You will like it, I will make it good for you," he assured me then leaned and captured my lips in a kiss.

The moment his mouth was on mine I forgot about everything else other than how soft his lips were and how good a kisser he was. Ian's hand once more started roaming on my body, memorizing every curve and swell on it.

"You are so desirable," he mumbled against my mouth, breathing inside it.

His hands and mouth created the same magic from before and I melted in his embrace once again. He pulled out a condom from the pocket of his trousers and tore the wrapper with his teeth. Then wrapped it around his huge c***.

"I will be gentle, just stay relaxed," he looked into my eyes and said in an assuring tone.

Nodding at him, I took a deep breath relaxing as much as I could. The next moment a scream escaped my mouth but was suppressed as his lips captured mine in a kiss.

I could feel the sting in my eyes from the pain. I had just lost my virginity to a stranger.  A man whom I had met a few hours, but I had no regret.

Ian was being gentle with me, taking care to hurt me as little as he could. The pain subsided slowly and instead of it, I started to feel sparks of pleasure. I saw he was holding himself for me, though he had admitted about fucking hard.

A knot started to build up inside my stomachs and it increased as he worked on my body expertly. I was glad that I had not chickened out giving into my fear. I had no regret losing my V card to him.

When I came, stars dances in my vision and I felt like I was floating in the air. Ian followed soon after with a loud grunt. He buried his face in the crook of my neck inhaling my scent with a sniff.

I was so exhausted that I didn't even realize when I fell asleep. Only to be woken the next time from sleep with Ian's mouth sucking my breast. He took me again until my whole body was aching. He didn't care to be gentle this time and took me hard and fast as he had told me earlier.

I was sore but when he woke me up the second time and took me again before dawn I was not able to deny him. From the way, my limbs felt lifeless after he made me come for the sixth time in one night, I was sure that I won't be able to get up in the morning. 

Everything about him was dominant from his tone to his preference in bed. He told me that he was being gentle, if this was gentle for him I was not sure what hard would be. I wanted to ask him what he did for a living after the third time he took me, but my mind and body were so tired that I didn't even have the strength to speak a word.

He didn't wake me up after the third time and the next time I opened my eyes, it was already morning. I had a flight in three hours and needed to be at the airport within an hour. I sat up on the bed with a jerk and looked at Ian, who was sleeping peacefully. 

 For a moment I wanted to snuggle into him and o back to sleep, but it would mess up my whole schedule. I had mapped out activities for every single day of my tour. Though my body was coaxing me in to stay with him for a few days. Scolding myself I slid out of bed and went to the bathroom. After going through my morning routine I took a shower and came out with a towel wrapped around me. 

 Picking up my scattered clothes from the floor I slid into them quickly. Cian was still asleep, I kept watching him while asleep. Those grey eyes were closed and a few strands of his black hair had fallen onto his forehead. An urge arose in me to brush them aside, curbing it I collected my cell and clutch and then left the room making sure not to make any noise. 

 When I reached my hotel, I collected my luggage and checked out. Thankfully, I reached the airport on time. I gave out a breath after boarding the plane and taking my seat. Relaxing, I looked back at the incidents of last night. I was a virgin not hours ago and now I was not. I was regretting not saying goodbye to Ian. 

 I could have woken him up and informed him that I was leaving and had to catch a flight. I had gifted myself to that man but had not even asked for his phone number? What good could have possibly come out of this? We both would have to go our separate ways, or he might have been just looking for a one-night stand and if I would have stayed he would surely have considered me clingy. 

 What's done was done and there was no use thinking about it. The chapter had ended and hopefully, we won't be meeting ever again in life. Then why was it unsettling me that I couldn't see Ian ever again? 

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