**Explicit**
Cielo
Wow this white boy knows how to cook, cause before I knew it I was asking him to get me some more.
"Marco."
I look at him with cloudy eyes and a full stomach.
"Yes, Cielo?"
I love the way my name rolls off his tongue.
What are you thinking? you're being gullible again.
"Carry Me to my room I'm too full to move."
I say as a joke with no thought behind it until my cousins are telling him 'no' and 'I'll carry her'
I look at them wondering how they were all still alive with as much bickering as they do I'm surprised they come back from missions unscathed.
While they fight I tap Marco and he gets the hint, picks me up, and walks to the steps.
**song starts**
As we get to my room he sets me on my bed. after a few minutes, I get confused as to why he's still hovering with his hands on both sides of my body.
He looks at me for two more minutes before I interrupt him.
"What?"
"Nothing, you're just pretty."
I look at him for what seems like an eternity before muttering a thank you.
He looks at me for a few minutes more. For a split second, I see his eyes roam my face down to my lips. Before I can think his hands are on both sides of my face and his mouth is on mine.
The kiss is sweet and definitely not short as his lips press into mine with fervor and desire I've never felt before rising. The next thing I know my lips part and so do his. As our tongues fight for dominance I feel my back being pressed into the bed as Marco leans forward.
He stops for breath and I hold the back of his neck with one hand and look at his red swollen lips. As he looks into my eyes I pull him forward until our lips clasp one more time, as my tongue searches his mouth I hear him slightly moan as our tongues brush past each other.
At some point, he ends up fully on top of me with one of my hands on his throat with my thumb right on top of his Adams Apple. while the other runs through his hair, and as I pull my hand out of his hair it gives a slight tug to his hair and I had thought the kiss.... No full-on make-out session couldn't get any hotter he whimpers while letting out a slight groan.
His voice was so low I almost couldn't hear it.
"Harder."
My eyes widen and Before I can think I pull harder on his hair. For a split second, I see his eyes open and roll to the back of his head.
He continues to submit to me and I take advantage I slip his shirt off his body and admire him Making sure I don't miss even one spot. He shys away from my gaze a bit but I make sure he doesn't go to far as I move my lips back to his mouth then, his neck and to his collar bone letting my hands do some work.
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Romance"I wonder who she is." Cielo Maric future Donna of the top Italian mafia,and an African American high schooler who lost her mother and stepfather after she moved to a new town. Marco Mare Mezzasalma the heir to one of the top Italian Mafias.