The Mafia King

Chapter 16

Song for this chapter:

Close by Nick Jonas ft Tove Lo

Rosalinda's Pov

His beautifully tattooed body pressed up against mine, my back leaning against the cold tiled bathroom wall keeping me balanced. The warm water poured over our bodies as his slippery ridged, yet soft hands roamed my body resting on my waist pulling me closer to him. His soft lips latched themselves onto mine as his hand clasped my face caressing my cheek slightly with the pad of his thumb. He pulls his lips away as they find their way to the crook of my neck leaving wet agonising kisses down it slowly and tantalisingly.

Letting out a soft moan the way his lips work at the my skin expertly I rest one of my hands on his bicep covering his tiger tattoo, I think it's beautiful having a work of art on your body that means something and represents things in your life. I wrap my leg round his waist for support moving my other hand to his neck pulling on the back of his long, floppy golden locks. He lets out a growl lifting his head up looking at me darkly with a smirk playing on his lips.

His hand captures my leg in a swift movement pulling my body closer to him, my heart is beating out of my chest at the touch of my skin on his igniting a flame deep down. Biting down on my lip watching him intently he breathes in closing his eyes on a brief second and I know I've affected him. I can't resist touching his face as the water drips down his flawless skin; I raise my hand to his his cheek wiping some water away even though more falls over us.

"You have a beautiful body, I hope you know that Rose" he whispers his minty breath hitting my lips and I lick my lips wanting the feeling of his lips back onto mine. I pull his head closer to mine tracing my lips against his jawline, hitching my legs up around my waist I reply by lacing my arms round his neck. Swiftly he places his lips softly back onto mine as I tug on his hair slightly running my hands through the wet mop.

I couldn't help but feel the adrenaline through my veins as his body was clinging to mine as if it were his drug, I feel so alive when I'm around him and my insides tingle in every way possible. Everything about this moment is what I dreamed, so exquisite and romantic, I was his Rose and he was my thorn. I could tell he felt the same way I did as he kissed me his breathing was all over the place, the way his skin caressed mine. As his tongue slowly touched mine with every movement it reminded me of a cloud the way he was so soft and gentle.

Suddenly the mist of the shower water started to steam up around us, I pull away searching around frowning slightly as the surroundings around me started to disappear along with him. I reach out to grab his arm but it seems to fade away with the smoke, I touch the cross splayed across his chest wanting to feel the burn of my skin on his, but it's as if he's not there.

"Rose, are you listening?" he asks me and I frown slightly as I watch him almost completely fading. "Rose, wake up"

I snap back into reality as fingers click in front of my face, I'm sat at Justin's black, marble kitchen counter with my chin in my hands completely zoning out. Justin's sat opposite me crunching on his cereal arching an eyebrow at me and I smile at him cheekily as he knows I wasn't listening.

"Thanks for paying so much attention, you're the bestest friend ever" Justin sarcastically remarks in an overly sweet voice shovelling more food into his mouth. I watch as he chews his lips perfectly shaped, a deep shade of pink, shut the fuck up Rose, that's weird.

"Well, you know, I'm just so interested in your car that makes a roar sound" I smirk as he stares at me in disbelief that I didn't listen to his story about his stupid car.