𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 |𝟏𝟖+|

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TW: Mature reading ahead

Miguel Raffetò POV

Her face. Her touch. Her heart.

I love all of her and fuck. It turns out she loves me too.

"I thought I'd be happier to hear you cuss like you did...but now I kinda wish it was in a different scenario."

We were currently lying atop of the mattress in the master bedroom of this empty apartment. It belonged to Gio - Romeo's dad - and it was a safe house of sorts.

Etta was half laying on top of my bare chest, her legs tangled with mine as I ran my fingers against her shoulder.

I switched the heating on and we were laying here naked. We hadn't done anything, I think we both just needed to have some skin on skin contact because of the shitshow that's been the last few hours.

And in this past hour, I told her everything. Every-fucking-thing until there was nothing more to bring out in the open.

And she didn't balk from it. Was she visibly shocked? Yes, understandably so. But she took it surprisingly well, with that fine tuned grace and poise my baby carries herself in.

She held me as I cried and professed my regret on all that had gone down.

And when I finished and half expected her to say it was over, she climbed on top of me and that's where we've been ever since.

"I'm sorry I swore Miggy. But with all due respect, it kinda felt good." She chuckled into my chest, looking up to me with a submissive sort of teasing in those sparkling blue eyes.

Grateful to finally be on lighter topics, I reached down and slapped her ass. "Cussing me out felt good?" I tutted, feigning disapproval. "We can't have that, can we baby?"

I gently heaved her up and nipped her ear with my teeth. She squealed, brushing her tits against me before gathering her strength to connect our lips.

Our tongues swirled together and as soon as she granted me access, I sucked on hers, relishing in the way she moaned into my mouth.

"God I've missed your taste." I panted onto her lips, smirking as she stopped me talking and crashed her lips back against mine.

She cupped my face and only broke away from me when she needed a breather. And then she had my dick twitching. "Fuck me."

I groaned, pulling at her lower lip before palming her waist. "As much as I want to baby, I'm not gonna do that until you're fully recovered."

Etta huffed unhappily against me, rubbing her heat over my thigh as I felt the unmistakable coating of her juices there.

Sweet Jesus.

"Please Migs? I want you to be inside me. I don't want you to be a gentleman."

I laughed at that, her cuteness adoring. "Don't look at me like that babe. We both know that if I fuck you, your already shit capability of walking will be diminished into nothing."

She grumbled at me before continuing to grind against my thigh. This woman will be the death of me.

"I want you inside me." She moaned.