Mafia Desire (Erotica)

Kyle smiled back at Phoebe and his eyes landed on her pretty lips. His mind flashed back to earlier when she was kissing him and he felt a stirring. He pushed it back. “I’m going to go brush my teeth,” he blurted awkwardly then grinned at how silly he sounded as he moved off.

He was standing before the mirror, toothbrush in his mouth when Phoebe came in and proceeded to bump him to the side with her hip so she could make room to begin brushing her own teeth. She grinned happily at him as they struggled to finish the task and get access to the sink. Kyle won, rinsing his mouth, then stood back to let Phoebe finish up too.

“I should have looked into a larger sink but I think I’d need to knock out a wall to expand the room for that,” he muttered.

Phoebe rinsed and spat then looked at Kyle hopefully.

He grinned and shook his head. “Way too costly and the footprint of this house can’t really accommodate a larger bathroom. There’s no other rooms that could afford to get smaller.”

“Oh pooh,” she pouted, popping her lower lip out dramatically.

“Stick that bottom lip out any further and you could land a plane on it,” he said then caught himself as the memory of the last time he’d said those words slammed back into his mind. His smile faded.

“What’s wrong?” Phoebe asked gently.

He looked away. “Sorry, I just recalled who I last said that to.”

“Monique.”

He nodded.

“Pouting is one of her trademark moves. Sorry.”

Kyle shrugged it off with a grin. “It looked cuter on you.”

Phoebe’s smile came back. “I do have a question for you and I want an honest answer.”

“The only kind I have.”

Her smiled widened then she fixed her eyes on him. “Do you like my hair this short?”

He blinked at her then smiled. “I think it looks great like this.”

“But you preferred it long?”

He gave her a curious look. “Preferred?” She nodded nervously. “Why would my opinion matter? Yours is the only important opinion.”

Her pout returned. “I don’t like it.”

He moved closer and pulled her into a hug. “It’s lucky for you then that hair grows.”

“Slowly!” she groaned.

He ran his fingers through her hair and massaged her scalp. Her eyes closed and she cooed from the sensations.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“It’s just hair. I think you look beautiful with short hair or long hair. That’s my opinion.”

Her eyes opened partially and they almost glowed with happiness. This was what made Phoebe so special. Her emotions were pure and true. She valued honesty in her emotions and her actions. That made her so much more attractive than Monique. He leaned forward and she met him halfway, her mouth eager for his kiss. He held her close and the kiss deepened and she made little needful sounds. He carefully walked her back out of the bathroom then lifted her in his arms to carry her into the bedroom.

Phoebe’s eyes were wide with nervousness but her smile was adorably excited.

He set her on her feet next to the bed and slid his hands down to her hips. He began to gather up the fabric of her dress in his hands slowly lifting the hem upwards. While he did this he caressed her lips with his. Phoebe’s breath was coming in trembling gasps. When he had the bottom of her dress in his hands he lifted it up as she raised her arms. Then she was standing in her pretty pink and white bra and panty set as he admired her svelte curves. He pulled his own shirt up and over his head.

Phoebe’s hands immediately went to his chest, her fingers squeezing and rubbing across his hard muscles.

“Oh my god your body is so much harder than Linus’ ever was!” she sighed.

“You haven’t seen how hard I’ve gotten yet,” he growled playfully at her and she squeaked with excitement.

He released his belt and zipper and pushing them past his hips, down went his pants. He stepped out of them and kicked them behind himself. Before she could prepare herself he scooped her up in his arms once more and laid her on the bed. Then he moved over her and took a kiss from her trembling lips. She didn’t know where to put her hand and they fluttered until they landed gently on his chest. As his kiss deepened she slid her hands around to his back and pulled him down to rest on her body. Feeling Kyle’s muscles touching her skin drew a moan from her.

Resting more weight on her, he slid a hand under her back and popped her bra loose. She quickly helped him remove it and he swooped down to kiss her small breasts. He discovered her nipples were very sensitive when he kissed one and she arched her back and cried out. He got a larger reaction when he slid her panties down and his mouth reached the wet lips of her pussy. Her shriek made him think he’d hurt her but she just thrashed under him as she held his head in place with her fingers clenched in his hair. Definitely not pushing him away.

He did his absolute best to be as gentle as he could without just tickling her, but her reactions were stronger than he expected. She continued to gasp and twitch under his tongue and lips. He glanced up and she wore a look of bliss on her lovely face so he continued.

“Oh my god Kyle! Geezus! So- AH! Cumming!” she suddenly cried out breathlessly and curled her body over his head as she held him tightly against her. He felt her body shaking and she hissed her breath out between her teeth.

Then she was pushing his head away desperately. “AH! Fuck! Too sensitive!”

He smiled apologetically and he climbed up to lie next to her as she tried to catch her breath.

“Oh my god, Kyle! That was so… intense!” she gasped out looking into his eyes. Then she closed her eyes, her brow furrowing slightly as she concentrated on recovering.

He watched her trembling slow as well as her breathing. Soon, it became deep and even and he realized she’d fallen asleep. He smirked, shaking his head in amusement, and pulled the sheets up over both of them.

There was always tomorrow.

Kyle’s heartrate began to slow down from the jackhammer pace he’d maintained for the last… damn! How long had they been going? His breathing sounded like a bellows as well but that was slowing too.

His bed companions were in no better shape for their recent activities. He reached out and grabbed a handful of Chloe’s sexy bubble butt and gave it a squeeze, drawing an exhausted but happy coo from the woman. Charlize smiled and purred at him from Chloe’s opposite side. She also grabbed and squeezed Chloe’s ass making the woman gasp once more.

He smiled and rested back against his pillow as he reflected on how different sex was with these two compared to Phoebe.

This morning he’d awoken to the feel of lips kissing his cock and lifted the sheets to see Phoebe’s contrite expression. She was terribly embarrassed for having fallen asleep the night before but he’d assured her it wasn’t the first time that had happened to him.

He’d pulled her up onto his chest and kissed her which led to her riding him to a glorious release… for her. Once more her sensitivity triggered her far sooner than his did and she became overly sensitive afterwards. She was distraught over him not ‘finishing’ as she had. He kissed her until she calmed and they enjoyed a soothingly hot shower together under the new rainfall showerhead.

Kyle had left Phoebe’s home just after noon with warm hugs and kisses with promises to take care and possibly come back to visit some time.