Captivated by the deadly mafia boss

It’s past midnight when Jakub gets home. My stomach flutters when I hear the elevator doors, then his even stride as he makes his way through the first floor. I haven’t seen him all day and our text messages have been scarce.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

My anxiety over what I have planned twists my stomach into knots with every sound of him moving around downstairs.

I move to the bedroom door and open it enough to get a glimpse of my husband. He pours himself a glass of orange juice from the fridge, drops his suit jacket over the back of the couch, stops and picks up a pillow.

He had no objections to the new towels I put in the master bathroom, so I didn’t think he’d mind if I added a few throw pillows in the living room. Nerves rattle me as he checks out the new addition. He can’t possibly have an objection-can he?

Tossing the pillow back on the couch, he downs his juice and leaves the empty glass on the end table. When he reaches the stairs, I quietly shut the door and hurry back to the bed.

Glancing at the clock again, I wonder if I’ve made a mistake. It’s past midnight. He has to be tired. This was stupid. Maybe I shouldn’t have done this. What if he thinks I’m being silly? If he laughs, I’ll have to kill him.

The door opens and Jakub’s surprised eyes meet mine. I’m kneeling on the bed, my knees spread, my palms down and chin held high.

The same position he once put me into when we played around years ago. He left me like this, then went to take a shower and made me hold it until he came back. My pussy drooled on the bedding waiting for him to come back and fuck me senseless.

He probably thought I’d forgotten.

“What’s this?” he asks with a smile in his voice.

I swallow. “Welcome home?” I tilt my head to the side.

He chuckles and comes to stand at the foot of the bed. With smooth movements, he unbuttons his shirt, pulls it from his pants, and tosses it to the floor. He’s wearing a white tank top beneath; a thin gold chain with a cross dangling from it hangs around his neck.

He’s lean, but muscular, and the white tank is stretched across his pec muscles. His pants hang off his hips in a way that makes me want to tug them down lower and lower until they show me what I’m really after tonight.

Jakub puts his hands on his hips as he stares at me, and hunger quickly replaces the tiredness of his eyes.

“And what should I do with you now?” he asks. I bite my lower lip.

“Well, I have an idea.” My throat closes around my teasing words.

“Oh? And what is that?” He moves his hands and crosses his arms over his chest. A playful grin dances on his lips.

Well. Here goes.

I take a deep breath and break position, crawling on the bed until my back is to him. Stretching my arms over my head, I bend at the waist until my ass is high in the air and my cheeks partially spread.

“And what is that, Nicole?” he asks in a serious tone.

I close my eyes; maybe I overstepped.

“I asked a question.” His firmness makes me jump.

“It’s a butt plug,” I say, thanking the stars my face is buried in the bedding. There’s no need for him to see how red my cheeks are. Who knew admitting something so innocent as a butt plug would bring such heat.

“And who told you to put it in your ass?”

I curl my toes. “No one, Jakub.”

“So why is it in your ass?”

Of course he’s taking this route.

“I thought you would like it.” There. It’s been said.

“I can’t hear you so well with your face buried in the covers. Lift your head up and tell me what brought this on.”

I clench my teeth. Can’t he give me a little reprieve? I’m no prude in the bedroom, and he knows that, but this is the first time I’ve put myself on the line like this. He’s mentioned several times he wants to fuck my ass, and there I was staring at the plug he’s teased me with for the past two weeks. And now I have to explain my thoughts?

“So, why is the plug buried in that tight ass of yours?” His question comes out silky smooth, no agitation or disappointment to be found.

“I already told you, I thought you’d like it.” I look over my shoulder at him. His erection presses through the thin fabric of his trousers. Oh, he likes this all right. Good.

I inch to the left. “I can take it out if you don’t.”

“Make another move and you’ll find out what it feels like to get an ass whipping with the plug in place.”

When I drag my attention away from his hard cock outlining his pants to his eyes, the heat I find there warms every centimeter of my naked skin. Even with the air conditioning on, my body is hot.

While I’m staring at him with a victorious grin on my lips, he walks around the bed to my side. He grabs my thighs with both hands and pulls me to him until my feet dangle off the edge and my ass is right in front of him.

I bite down on my lip and look away from him. It wouldn’t do for him to see the nerves fighting inside of me. As much as I trust him, I know this won’t be comfortable. But this isn’t for me, this is every bit for him. The one part of me no one has touched. That only he will claim.

Soft touches trail over my ass, stopping at the plug and tapping on it.

“Tell me how you put it in,” he orders while leaving me again on the bed alone. He walks around the bed to his nightstand. “Tell me, Nicole. Don’t make me repeat my instructions.”

He does hate doing that, but I don’t have any sort of sexy story to tell him how I got this thing in my ass. It wasn’t sensual at all, which is why I did it when he wasn’t watching.

“I used the lubricant in your drawer.” Which is probably what he’s grabbing now. “And I put it in.” Better to keep it to a minimum on the description.

“You didn’t touch your pussy while you were doing it?” he asks with a little surprise.

I blink a few times, then look up at him. I hadn’t even thought of it.

He laughs. “It would have made it easier.”

“Well. Next time,” I say, wiggling my ass at him when he’s back behind me.

“Next time, you’ll do it while I’m here so I can watch you.” He places the bottle of lube on my back. “You took that from me, being able to watch your ass suck this plug up in place.”

I fist the bedding as his buckle is undone, his pants drop to his ankles. He’s naked behind me, all muscles and hard cock, but I’m so wound up in my thoughts of what’s to come, I can’t look at him.

“You’re a bit too tight,” he says, moving the bottle from my back. His fingers are back on me, trailing up and down my thighs. “You need to relax, Nicole, or this is going to be less fun for you.” He grabs hold of the base of the plug and twists it one way then the other, sending shockwaves through every nerve ending present.

“Less fun for me?”

“Yeah. I’ll still enjoy myself. Stuffing my cock in this tight little ass of yours is going to be fun no matter what, but the more you fight it, the more unpleasant it is for you.” He pulls back on the plug, sliding it partially out until the widest part of the plug is stretching my asshole.

I hiss, curling my toes inward at the sting of it. Taking a deep breath, I clench my eyes. That was the hardest part to get past, and he’s leaving it right there, stretching me even further.

“My cock is thicker than this, Nicole. You better breathe better, baby, if you’re going to take it all.” He pulls it out a bit more. “And you’re going to take every inch of my dick tonight.”

I’ve opened a can of insane worms, I think.

“Touch your pussy, that’s right, play with your clit,” he instructs me as I move my hand between my thighs. I know I’m wet, but I didn’t realize how wet until my fingers slide through my slit.

“See how wet your pussy is?” he says as his other hand moves between my legs and drags my hand back to the entrance of my pussy. “I want you to finger yourself, baby, keep pumping your fingers into your pussy while I take your ass.”

I lick at my dry lips.

“Do you understand, Nicole?” he asks, gripping my wrist hard.

“Yes.” I nod into the bedding.

“What do you understand? Repeat the instructions back to me.” He lets go of my wrist and yanks the rest of the plug free of my ass, dropping it to the bed beside me.

“You want me to finger myself while you… while you…” I take a deep breath. I started this, better see it through. “While you fuck my ass.”

“Good girl!” he says. Next thing I know, his teeth sink into my ass cheek. I cry out, but he holds my waist to keep me in place while he bites me again.

“Fuck, Jakub,” I whine, but it’s a faux sound. I’d let him mark my entire body if he would put out the fire between my thighs.

He licks the spot he bit and moves behind me. The fat head of his cock brushes along my ass cheek until he’s pressed between my cheeks. He’s pulling my cheeks apart, spreading me open to him.

I slam my eyes closed as though that will somehow stop what’s coming. If I can’t see it, it’s not happening.

A cool gel squirts over my ass.

“Be a good girl, Nicole. Keep playing with your pussy for me,” he says while using his finger to rub the lubrication over my tight ring and then without warning, he penetrates me up to his middle knuckle, maybe further, wiggling it about. “That’s good. You’re good and stretched. Such a good girl, getting your asshole ready for me to fuck.”

I slip a second finger into my pussy. I’m so damn wet, my own juices drip into my palm as I push upward into my passage, finding a good spot for my hand’s heel to hit my clit.

“Stay still,” he orders and the tip of his cock pushes past my tight muscles. I clench immediately, my teeth snap closed.

“Bad girl.” He slaps my hip. “Relax, Nicole.” He spanks my hip again. “Relax.”

“I’m trying,” I grind out between clenched teeth.

“Don’t try. Do it,” he orders, and it sounds like he’s got his teeth smashed together too.

I take a deep breath, concentrate on my fingers in my pussy, think about the sweet sensations my clit is enjoying. And then he moves further into my ass and I’m clenching again.

“Nicole.” My name is dropped hard.

“I’m sorry,” I say and immediately force my body to relax.

“Push out toward me; it will help your body suck my cock in.” He grabs hold of my hips with both hands.

I nod, but he probably can’t see me. I wouldn’t know, my eyes are still shut. It helps to concentrate on the sensations when I’m not focused on anything visual.

“There. That’s it.” He inches forward. The stretch burns, but it’s the heat spreading through such a sensitive spot, such an intimate place that drives my libido into high drive.

The bite of pain his cock is giving me makes me rub my clit faster, fuck my pussy harder.

“Fuck, so tight.” His nails dig into my flesh and it’s another level of pain, another reminder of what he gives me. “So fucking tight. That’s right, take my cock. Take every inch of me into your ass.”

My eyes roll beneath my eyelids. He’s slowed his movements. The burn is starting to fade. I won’t allow it.

In one hard thrust, I shove backward at him until his pelvis is pressed flush against my ass. His cock is buried so far into me, I cry out from the sudden pleasure of fullness it gives me.

“You want it hard?” he asks. “I don’t want to hurt you.” What he means is he doesn’t want to damage me. Hurting me makes his cock hard. It makes my pussy wet. We both want it, and both need it.

“You won’t,” I promise him. “Please, Jakub. I need it so bad,” I say, bucking back at him again.

“Hold still, Nicole. You take what I give you and you don’t beg for more, do you understand?” He pinches my hip.

“Yes.” He’s in control here, not me. And having it any other way would ruin these moments between us. He’ll take care of me, even when he’s making me cry. Even when he’s making my body ache and my soul scream for him, every second of it is his by design. And I’ll fall into it gladly.

“Keep fucking your pussy for me, and when you need to come, you go on and do it.” He slowly pulls back, drawing his cock almost all the way out of my ass.

“Hard, Jakub. Please.” I’m begging for something I’m not even sure I can handle. But Jakub knows. He’ll be sure I’m safe.

“Remember you asked for this,” he says and then plows forward into my ass. Instant fire explodes and a sharp fullness registers before again I’m half empty.

Over and over again, his cock barrels forward into me. My free hand, the one holding me up on the bed, fists the covers while my other hand rubs my clit faster and harder. I can feel his cock through my cunt as it glides in and out of my ass. The fullness is near overwhelming, but I still want more of it.

“Harder!” I cry out, bucking back at him. I’ll pay for disobedience later, but it will be worth it.

“Bad girl, but fuck… fuck, keep doing that.” He sounds close to the edge.

I buck back harder and harder while he fucks me with the same force. His fingers dig into my flesh, his cock hits deep.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck!” I chant as my body coils tight, ready to take off into orbit. “Fuck!” I scream as I throw my ass back at him, and everything goes black. Colors stream in my vision. My breath catches in my chest, no sound will come forth. Every wave clenches my pussy tighter, making my ass tighten around his thick cock. A pounding in my head accompanies all the overwhelming sensations.

“God dammit, Nicole! Fuck!” Jakub loses his control. He thrusts in once, twice, and on the third stroke he stills, growling out his own release. His cock twitches in my asshole while it fills me with his hot, sticky cum.

My breath finally comes back to me, my mind clears. I close my gaping open mouth and lick my dry lips. Slowly, I ease my hand from between my thighs and balance my weight on both my forearms.

Jakub’s nails ease up and he whispers something, but I can’t understand it.

“Good girl,” he says louder, easing his cock from my ass. “Stay here.” He pats my ass and disappears into the bathroom.

When he comes back, he’s holding a cloth. I rest my head on the mattress, giving him free rein over my body as he cleans between my ass cheeks and between my legs. I’m sore, stretched, and completely sated.

While he’s tossing the towels in the hamper I get under the covers and pull the blankets on his side down for him. He climbs in silently, pulling me up against his chest, and kisses my forehead before turning off the lights.

Silence stretches between us in the dark. His breathing evens out, but he hasn’t lessened his grip on me. It’s like he’s afraid I’m going to disappear while he sleeps. And maybe he has good reason to have that fear. After all, I still haven’t fully unpacked my things from my apartment.

“Welcome home, Jakub,” I whisper into the darkness moments later when I’m sure he’s asleep. “Our home.”