Mafia In Love

Chapter 11

Remember when I said I really hate Damian with a passion........yeah I know I didn't say that.

Well do you also remember when I said to him I wasn't gonna go, well I agreed to go because why the hell not, I mean I was kinda missing him so here I am at his front door hesitant to even knock on it, why you ask? I don't know.

Should I knock? Should I call him to tell him I'm outside? What if he's busy? Is he married though?? I'm telling you with a face like that and a body like that, he could get any girl(My brother, my brother,my brother, can you stop fucking overthinking everything)

Imma knock, I'm gonna knock, I'll knock, it's not that hard, give me some time no pressure , (Ryan ring the the fucking doorbell you wimp) my inner self yelled at me and I knocked.

Nothing, I knocked on the door...........
nothing, Jesus I wonder if I got the date wrong or probably it's because I came one hour early, ( Y'know maybe if you weren't so damn desperate to see the guy we would probably be inside right now, disgusting Ryan) well there goes my self esteem, look at me letting my inner self curse m-.

I was cut away from my train of thought when the door opened slowly revealing Damian in all his sleepy glory.

I had never noticed how long Damian's hair really was, the way the curls fell onto his shoulders, the way it ever  so slightly blew in the wind.

"Oh, aren't you a bit early, sweetheart" his voice came out deeper and hoarse due to him probably just waking up.

"Uhh, I-i ummm" god damn it say something, anything.

Damian just stared at me his eyes scanning me from top to bottom and back up but stopped at my lips and I felt insecure about them looking dry so licked them.

"Fuck, don't do that" he said his eyes shifting from my lips to somewhere else.

"What am I doing" I questioned.

He didn't answer me but just stepped aside so that I could finally step inside his house and oh my fuck was it beautiful.

On the walls were beautiful abstract paintings, a long black carpet that lead deeper into the house.

"Wow" the word came out a little louder than expected and I covered my mouth in embarrassment.

I heard him chuckle from beside me as he lead me into a sitting area that had black leather couches, a flat screen tv on the wall and a long glass coffee table.

"Have a seat" he said pointing towards the long leather couch in front of the table.

"Would you like something to drink or eat" he questions as I take a seat and he settles beside me.

"No, I'm fine" I reply.

He mumbles something under his breath but I fail to understand what he said, but he turns on the tv instead.

"So....um...."I cut myself off and start chewing on my lips, a coping mechanism I use when I'm either stressed or.......... lying.

"Speak" he suddenly blurts out making me flinch.

"Wha- what" I turn towards him.

"I said speak, your silence is killing me" he chuckles and I then realize how close he is to me.

"I was just wondering if you live here by yourself or if you live with someone else?" I question him.

"Well I do live here by myself kinda, but my mom usually comes to visit or sometimes stays for a week" he explains.

"And no girlfriend not interested in women, not gay just not interested" he finishes.

"That's ok and what about your Dad" I ask out of sheer curiosity.

His brows suddenly nit together and his face hardens at the mention of his father.

"I see him once in a while but I don't speak to him, as far as I know he's out of the country somewhere in the Philippines" he says I can't tell if he's annoyed or just upset.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to pry" I say apologetically.

"It's completely fine" I notice he starts to relax a little.

"Ryan" he starts.

"Yes, what is it?" I ask.

"Can I kiss you" he looks at me making eye contact.

"Eh, why the hell would I let your bitch ass kiss me" I try to put on a gross face but I doubt he was having any of this.

"Don't be like that, it's just one kiss" he leans in but I back up and stop only when my back hit the armrest.

"Do whatever you want, just make it quick" I would be lying if I said I don't want him to kiss me, in fact I wanted more than that, I wanted to feel his arms all over me for some strange reason.

Does that make me straight up gay?

Nope, not at all.

As if on cue his soft lips met with mine it's as if our lips were puzzle pieces, the way his lips moulded with my own it felt absolutely heavenly.

The way he slowly got between my legs and held my face gently strangely sent my mind into a frenzy, I couldn't resist the urge to run my hands through his long, black and silky hair.

He then slipped his tongue in my mouth and swirled it around, A slight animalistic growl came from him and that kind of scared me but that fear disappeared when he started palming me through my jeans.

I moaned into the kiss as he started sucking on my tongue and tugging at it, I tasted a mixture of something metallic and chocolate.

I continued moaning and as he continued palming me through my jeans, I felt a knot in my gut and knew what was gonna happen. My moans were desperate and I needed a release only to hear the door open and close and a pair of heels clanking against the tile.

"Damian, did you invite someone over" I break away from the kiss a little panicked.

Damian didn't reply to me but slipped his hand under my shirt and rolled my nipple between his index and thumb making my breath hitch.

"Ahhnnn.......da...... Damian someone's in the house" I moaned out trying to push him off me but to no avail.

"Shh, it's probably my mom" he grumbled into the crook of my neck, nipping at it and biting.

"How a-are you s-so calm" I said.

"She's pretty cool" he said pecking me on my neck then to my cheek and finally my lips.

"Who's pretty cool?" a feminine voice came starling me and I pushed Damian away despite his heavy weight.

Stood there in the doorway a short woman with long curly brunette hair and silver eyes.

She wore black strap heels, a white v neck blouse her breasts printed out on the fabric, black dress pants, with a black jacket opened and a pearl necklace.

Barely any makeup in sight except for her pink lipstick and black eyeliner.

She's absolutely gorgeous.

"Damian" She says smiling showing off her white teeth.

"Mom" he replies giving her a slight smile.

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