His Mafia Princess - J.H

Chapter 113

Mirriella pov

"Oh fuck." We both laughed as the speed bump the limo went over caused the bottle of champagne to fizz over. I was sat straddling his lap as we drove to the hotel he booked.

"It's on my sleeve." He complained as he rolled it up further. His blazer had come off at some point during the reception and we have no clue where it went.

I lifted his arm and ran my tongue from where the champagne stopped dripping up to his fingers. I held eye contact with him as I wrapped my tongue around his fingers and sucked off the rest of the champagne off them before dropping them from my mouth and laughing.

"That was hot." He said huskily as he sat forwards.

"Yeah?" I asked as I kissed over his jaw.

"Very hot." He replied.

"I might just have to suck something else the same way." I teased as I bit down on the lobe of his ear.

"Naughty girl." He mumbled.

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"Come on. Let's go." I laughed as I pulled him out of the limo.

"Calm down princess. We have all night." He replied as he wrapped his arm around me.

We walked in the lobby of the hotel and made our way over to the desk. Neither of us were smashed out of our minds, but you could definitely tell that we've had a little bit to drink. Enough to get tipsy.

"Room for Hossler." He stated to the woman at the desk. She looked up at him and smirked.

"You know my shift ends in an hour. If you can get rid of your sister we could have some fun." She suggested as she typed on the computer.

"Did she just- do we- am I not dressed like-? You know? I'm not his sister babe. He just got married. And guess what." I ranted to her.

"What?" She asked in a bored tone.

"He's gonna fuck me all night long. Because I just married him an-"

"Okay that's enough of you. I'll take that. Goodbye." He placed his hand over my mouth, taking the key and walking over to the elevator. "Did someone get jealous?" He teased as the doors shut.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I denied.

"Are you sure? Because you sounded pretty jealous to me." He pushed again as I rolled my eyes at him.

"I think you're imagining things." I shut down again as the doors opened to our floor.

"Don't worry about it princess. I'll just have to prove that my loyalty lies with you." He smirked as he opened the door.

I followed him and giggled as he picked me up, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"You know, this dress is very pretty." He stated as he laid me on the bed. "I think it'd be such a shame if anything got on it. Don't you?" He asked as he started to lift it up my legs.

"That implies things are going to get messy. We don't want the dress getting messy." I replied innocently.

"Clever girl. Now turn around princess."

I did as he asked and turned around so my back was facing him. He reached up and slowly started undoing the zipper and brought it all the way down to where it stopped just above my ass.

"Stand up."

Again, I did as he asked and stood up off the bed. He pulled me back a little bit by my hips until there's was a finger width gap between our bodies. I felt him place his hand on the back of my head as he moved it slightly. I was confused as to what he was doing, but when I looked up, my eyes met his in the great floor to ceiling mirror I had somehow missed when we walked in.

Fuck me.

He held eye contact with me through the reflective glass as his hands moved to pull my dress down my body. I stepped out of it and took it over to the desk in the room where I laid it out flat. I walked back over and immediately started to unbutton his shirt. He watched me intently as I moved my hands away from the last button and down to his belt. That was when he stopped me.

He walked us back until my legs hit the bed. He pushed me to lay down while dropping to his knees between my legs. He gripped my hips and pulled me so my ass was at the end of the bed. He lifted my legs onto his shoulders and started to kiss up my thighs. I felt him pull my underwear down which allowed for a small gust of air to hit my clit.

He took no time in burying his face between my legs. I gasped as I felt his tongue trace over my clit unexpectedly, but moaned loudly as he started flicking it faster against me.

"Mmh yes, fuck." I moaned as his hands wrapped around my thighs to stop them from closing around his head as he pulled them apart.

My moans got louder as my back started to arch and my high started building. I whimpered as he pulled away from me just as it was about to release. He slowly kissed up my body before his lips found mine. I kissed him back as my hands moved down to continue undoing his pants.

He pulled away from the kiss so he could pull his pants and boxers the rest of the way down. He leaned forward and kissed me again as he slowly pushed into me. My body contracted around him as he started to thrust into me and the room quickly filled with moans.

"Fuck. You're so tight." He groaned as he gripped my hips harshly.

"Go f-faster." I moaned as the pleasure started to build.

My legs wrapped around his waist as he started hitting deeper and harder. He held my hips as I grabbed his face and pulled him down to kiss me. It was becoming harder to kiss him back as my back arched.

"Fuck. I'm so close." I moaned out as my nails scraped across his back, breaking the kiss.

"I know. Cum for me princess." He leaned down and started creating hickeys on my boobs.

That was all that was needed to push me over the edge. My legs tightened around his waist as I moaned loudly. The pleasure consumed my body as my head threw back. My eyes were fixated on the mirror as I watched the scene play out. He looked so fucking sexy. His cum coated my walls as he rode out both our highs before pulling out and collapsing next to me.

"Fuck me." I breathed out as I looked up at the ceiling, trying to regain my breathing rate.

"I just did." He laughed, grabbing my hand and intertwining our fingers.

"Well, I want it again." I mumbled as I moved to straddle him.

"You're a dirty girl Mrs Hossler." He teased as he sat up and moved my hips to grind against him.

"Yes. But you like that. Don't you Mr Hossler?" I shot back as I kissed over his neck.

"Yes I fucking do."