Mafia Princess

Chapter Seventy-Two

Twilight...not mine (sigh).

Chapter Seventy-Two

Sleep didn't come until close to dawn. I spent most of the night watching her sleep, trying to understand what she had said and my trepidations about being a relationship with her. My heart was soaring at hearing her say that she loved me, albeit while she was unconscious. My brain was admonishing me for letting me get in so over my head.

Like Bella, I wish I had someone to talk to. It's not like I could call my adoptive mother and ask her for advice. "Hey mom, guess what? I think I'm in love. You know what, though? She's my mark. What the fuck should I do?" That conversation would go over swimmingly...After contemplating it for most of the night, I decided to force myself to sleep. I emptied my mind and relished in the closeness I shared with Bella. It may be for a short time but, at least I'll know what it was like to be loved.

When I woke up, I was blazingly hot. I peeled back my eyelid only to be assaulted by the bright sunlight. I groaned, covering my face with a pillow. A quiet giggle filled my ear and I poked my head out of the pillow. "What are you laughing at?" I asked, my voice deep from disuse.

"You," she giggled. "You're kind of cute when you're grumpy."

"I'll show you grumpy," I growled playfully as I pushed her back onto the bed. The covers were kicked off the bed and she was still as naked as she was yesterday. I was in my boxer briefs with some very serious morning wood threatening to poke through my underwear. I fell in between her thighs, nibbling on her earlobe. Her legs wrapped around waist and she laughed breathlessly. I rocked against her heat a few times before pulling back. "Turn on your side, with your back against my belly."

"Why?" she asked.

"I want you to show me what you like," I said, growling lowly.

"Can I make a suggestion?" she replied. "Sit on the edge of the bed, in front of the mirror. I'll sit in front of you."

"You like to see yourself when you play with your pussy, Little One?" I asked, arching a brow.

"Yes and I want you to see my pussy, too," she answered saucily. "I want you to see how wet and pink and bare I am. I also want to see you as you come, too, Edward. You will be coming."

"I have no doubt," I smirked as I got up, moving myself in front of the mirror. I looked up at my reflection and I was a bit of a mess. I had a love bite on my neck and my hair was sticking up every which direction. However, my eyes were glittering and I looked happy. Giddy, almost. Bella walked in front of me and sat down in between my legs. She smiled softly at our reflection. "What's that smile for, Little One?"

"We look good together," she said, wrapping my arms around her body. She leaned against me and continued to smile. She threaded her fingers through mine and began rubbing them along her skin, using my hands. Keeping her eyes on us, she placed one of our hands on her breast. The other hand was moving down her body to the sweet spot between her legs. She leaned back and her legs were spread wide, displaying her bare pussy lips. I growled as our hands came in contact with her clit, circling it aggressively. "Do you like touching me, Edward?"

"Yes," I breathed as I massaged her breast. "You're so beautiful and sexy and I fucking want all of you."

"You have me, Edward," she said softly, breathlessly. "All of me."

No, I don't. I closed my eyes and kissed her neck while she used my hands to move along her body. We worked her clit and pinched her nipples. Bella was rocking against me and the friction against my cock from her body was building. I kept kissing her sweaty skin as she swiveled against me. Our hands eventually unlinked and I slid my fingers inside of her pussy lips while she clawed at her clit. My eyes were trained on our hands between her legs. I wanted my cock there. I wanted to make love to her.

Bella turned her head and she kissed my mouth as she bucked against my hand, fucking herself with my fingers. The coil in my belly was tightening and my balls were moving closer to my body, preparing to release my own orgasm. "Come with me, Edward," she panted against my mouth. "I want you to come with me. Please, tesoro." She reached behind her back and cupped my rock hard erection. I groaned as her fingers wrapped around my cock through my boxer briefs. Her hips were moving at breakneck speed, in time with her hand on my arousal. "Baby, can I touch you? I want to feel you as you come," she begged.

"Yes, Bella," I moaned against her lips. Her hand slid inside of my boxers and once her tiny fingers wrapped around me, I lost all control. I choked out a broken growl as I spilled all over her hand. I was so focused on my release that I hadn't realized that Bella was screaming like a banshee, clamping around my fingers. Bella slumped against me but kept her hand inside of my boxers, idly running her hand along my now softening length. Having someone bring me to orgasm was something I never thought I'd experience. It was fucking surreal and I was a pile of jello.

"You okay, there?" Bella asked as she removed her hand from my boxers. My release covered her hand and I was ready to grab a towel when she began licking it off her palm. Really? "You're looking at me like I'm crazy."

"You're licking my spunk off your hands," I said.

"Not any different from when you lick my pussy juice from your hands," she shrugged, popping her finger from her mouth. "Besides, if I go down on you, I'm not going to let it go to waste. I'm swallowing, babe."

"Does it taste okay?" I asked, wrinkling my nose.

She licked her palm, smacking her lips hungrily. "A little salty, with a touch of sweetness and it's all you, angelo. What do I taste like?"

I kissed her, faintly tasting myself on her lips. "Like the sweetest honey and I can't wait until I have my lips on your pussy, baby," I growled. "Now, I don't know about you but I'm sweaty and kind of sticky."

"We can shower? Together?" she purred, nipping at my lips.

"Let's not push it, Bella. While I've enjoyed what we did last night and again this morning, I'm feeling kind of shaky and need some time to...process what happened," I said, kissing her nose. "I've done more with you than I've done with anyone in my life. Period." I bit my lip, looking at her. "Are you mad?"

"No," she said, ruffling my hair. "I get it. I do. We shower, separately. I'll make some breakfast. Then, we can go to the shooting range?"

"Guns. I can handle guns," I quipped. I grinned at her crookedly. "A woman after my own heart."

"I try, protettore. I try."

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