My Mafia Man ◇

Chapter 38: Shower🍁

🦋In the end we only regret the chances we don't take.🦋

Raelynn's pov:

I woke up feeling the need to go pee. I opened my eyes, adjusting them to the lights of the room. The room was bright telling me that the sun has been up for a while now. I glanced down at myself and found Kyson's arm on my stomach. He was still sleeping peacefully on his side facing me.

I carefully lift his arm and crawl away. I slowly put his arm on the empty space beside him and he stirred but he didn't wake up.

I made my way to my bathroom, did my business and went to the sink. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I looked at myself in the mirror and my bruises were there. It doesn't look horrible but it doesn't look good either. I lightly pass my fingertip on the bruise on my jawline.

"Good morning,"

I jumped startled, my head snapping toward the deep voice. Kyson was leaning against the doorframe, his arm crossed on his chest as he watched me. His hair was freaking messy.

"Good morning," I greeted him.

"What are you doing?" He asked firmly.

"Nothing, I just wash my face," I replied.

"Hmm,"

He pull away from the doorframe and walked to my side. He grabbed his toothbrush-which he used the morning after our blissful night and morning-and the toothpaste. I moved to the side, giving him the space he needed. Meanwhile, I brushed my hair.

After he washed his face, I watched as he removed his t-shirt putting it on the towel hanger. His tattoos always leave me amazed. He turned to me, catching me staring.

"Shower with me."

He suggest, a slight smirk displayed on his lips.

"Tempting," I commented.

He reached to hook his finger in the hem of my shorts, pulling me onto him. His hands roamed on my back, his eyes staring right in mine.

"Fine," I agreed.

We undressed, making our way to the shower. I just stood under the shower head, the warm water hitting my skin and he did all the work. His soapy hands roamed my body, lingering in a few places making me moan. I tilt my head back, leaning on his chest as one of his hands found its way to my clit while the other hand was cupping my breast, playing with my tit.

There was no talking, all that could be heard was the water from the shower and my moans.

He bites the skin near my neck and leaves open kisses.

My legs began to shake as I felt my orgasm coming, "Oh shit, hmmm... ugh, fuck!"

He moved his hand from my breast, around my waist holding me. My legs feel like jelly.

"I'll never get tired of hearing you," he whispered near my ear.

I turned around, reaching to peck his lips, "My turn."

"All yours darling,"

Kyson's pov:

Her soapy hands run on my abs as her lips work on my neck, I rested my hands on her ass. She was on her tiptoes as she was shorter. Each kiss, each touch made me even harder. She trailed her kisses down going on her knees, her pretty hazel eyes never leaving mine.

She's fucking hot.

She kisses my tip of my cock before running her tongue on the length so seductively. It took me all my control to not take her right away.