My Mafia Man ◇

Chapter 32: Heaven🍁

🦋A kiss is the best way to shut a girl up, mostly when she is angry.🦋

Raelynn's pov:

I kept my mouth shut despite him aggressively kissing me. I tried to use all my force to remove his hands from my wrists so that I can push him away but he tighten his grip, holding both my wrists in one hand before his other hand moved to cup my neck in a firm grip.

He bit my lips making me wince and he used this opportunity to enter my mouth. I tried my best to not kiss him back but I couldn't. His body kept getting closer and mine kept getting pressed against the wall. He didn't stop the kiss despite feeling me panting and getting out of breath. My arms were gradually getting weaker and my mouth felt sore.

He slowly removed his hand from my wrists making them fall to my side numbly. His hand found the open of my dress on my thigh and roamed on my skin making its way to my ass, giving it a tight squeeze.

I felt the grip around my neck loosen and his hand roamed down on my skin. He stopped at my left breast, his big hand covering the area. He gave a hard squeeze before his finger started to play with my nibble-which was easily accessible as I wasn't wearing a bra.

I moaned into his mouth.

Damn, he's turning me on...

He finally pulled away from my lips, leaving me gasping for air.

He was breathing heavily too.

I stared into his eyes, which were now darker with lust. I didn't have any such interaction for 5 years, so right now I was a total mess.

"Let me go," I manage to say.

He looked at me for a few seconds with a defeated look before he stepped away from me. I instantly miss his touch. My legs feel like jelly but I was able to catch myself.

I walked away.

However, three steps forward, I stopped and turned around to face him.

"If within an hour you are not at my place, don't ever show me your face," I told him.

His lips curled in a smile and he gave me a nod.

I turned around and walked away.

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I was now home and I was nervous. During the entire ride home, I kept thinking about my decision and I was praying that in the future I don't regret this.

It's been forty minutes since I left the venue and right now I was laying on my couch, looking at the ceiling. I already changed into one of my cute silky night dresses. It was black with lacy bottom.

I heard the doorbell making my heart skip a beat. I nervously stood up and made my way to the door.

I opened it and found Kyson standing there. He had taken off his suit, the two first buttons of his shirt were undone and his sleeves were tossed to his elbow.

"You are not going to make me regret this, are you?" I asked lowly.

He walked inside, closing the door behind him, his body facing me.

"Let's find out," he said shortly.

He walked to me and easily reached to throw me on his shoulder. He slaps my butt hard making a scream escape my lips.

"I was going to do a little foreplay but I'm still mad with what you did with the guy. Especially when you said that you wish you kiss him and touch him."

He walked up the stairs easily as I weighed like nothing.

Is he being serious?

"You can't be mad at me for that," I stated.