Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion

Chapter 132: Fooling Ourselves

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!" I cried out non-stop.

My hands clutched at the bedsheet as I struggled to deal with my own lust and pleasure. My hips wouldn’t stop trashing about, and I closed my eyes in ecstasy. I felt a sharp penetrating sensation as something thick and long entered my love hole. Soon, I figured that it must be Hayden’s fingers.

His fingers started moving inside of me, wriggling wildly against the walls of my pussy as he stimulated me deeply from various angles.

"Hayden…I’m…" I whispered.

It’s too much. Fingering me while he played around with my clit with his tongue was too much for me to handle. I felt like was about to climax all the time. Suddenly, Hayden’s fingers inside of me stopped moving and he slowly withdrew his fingers from my pussy. Hayden stood up and headed to the drawers where he pulled out a condom.

I tried my best to wait patiently as Hayden stripped himself and rolled the condom on his massively thick and long cock.

"Ready?" Hayden asked needlessly.

I just nodded at him as I braced myself to take in his gigantic member. Spreading my legs further apart, I tried to relax my insides and catch my breath. Hayden stood in between my legs before his hands grabbed my legs and held them on either side of his hips. I could feel the heat from his cock as he positioned his thick shaft at my throbbing entrance.

"Hayden!" I cried out his name loudly in my shock at the impact of his rough and sudden entrance.

Hayden thrusted his enormous rod into me with so much force, burying his entire length into me in one go. He’s so big and it hurt slightly as my pussy struggled to adjust to his shape and size. His cock filled me up completely and stretched me as he started rocking his hips against my opening.

His hands on my legs tightened when Hayden started moving his hips, thrusting his massive pole in and out of my wet hole.

My pussy made wet sounds as his cock stirred up my wet and warm insides with each of his powerful thrusts. The thick head of his cock was hitting me so deeply inside, it felt like he was going to split me into two halves. I cried out at the pleasure and pain of his rough movements inside of my love hole. He pounded into me harder and harder, and my hips moved against him.

My hips rose to meet his thrusts halfway, pushing his cock even deeper into my hole until he was hitting against my womb with each thrust.

Perhaps it was because he was standing that his thrusts were much more powerful than before. Hayden groaned as he gave it to me fast and hard while I cried and whimpered his name. The sounds of our pants and moaned filled the bedroom as our bodies continued to couple crazily. My legs felt weak, and it felt like my insides had completely melted.

I couldn’t control the moans and cries that were escaping from my lips. The pleasure that I was feeling was getting to be too much for me to take. I covered my face with my hands as I felt my climax approaching.

"Don’t cover your face…" Hayden groaned.

"I’m…cumming…" I whimpered through the cracks in between my fingers.

My climax hit me hard, and I ended up screaming very loudly before whimpering softly as I rode out the after effect of my climax. Hayden pounded his cock faster into me and I knew that he was very close to his own release. It wasn’t long after, that Hayden stilled and groaned my name as he also orgasmed.

We laid next to each other on his bed with my head pillowed on his arm. I felt exhausted but I didn’t want to fall asleep just yet. Hayden was still awake too; however, we decided to enjoy the after glow of our lovemaking silently. My eyes flickered towards the painting on the wall and for the first time, I felt like the painting had a tinge of sadness hidden in its colors.

I have never felt this way before when I looked at this painting before whether from photos of it or from the original in front of me.

Just like Hayden had wanted, we continued to spend our time together as if everything was normal. It was as if the event of meeting Amelia and everything else associated to it might as well not have happened. It was as if our time together could stretch together until the end of our lives.

The day was truly enjoyable but now that the day was reaching its conclusion, I wondered if at the end of the day we were just fooling ourselves.

The truth was if I closed my eyes and fell asleep now, the next time that I opened them the following morning, we would only have five days left together before everything comes to an end.

…

My eyes fluttered open as my biological clock woke me up the next morning.

’5 days left’ said the voice inside of my head.

It was a reminder that I didn’t need or wanted to hear. Hayden was still sleeping peacefully at my side and that was a pleasant change to waking up with him gone. He was sleeping like a baby, and I didn’t want to wake him up. I wondered if he had anything to do today because it was quite rare for him to sleep in if he had something to do.

I guess I’ll find out when he wakes up. Slowly and carefully, I started easing out of bed, trying my best not to wake him. The grip I felt on my wrist told me that I had failed at my first mission for the day. Hayden had woken up already.

"Good morning, Hayden…" I said softly and realized that my voice sounded hoarse and my throat hurts.

Clearly, this was the result of screaming too much last night. My throat stung and I had a bad feeling that it’ll remain that way for a while today.

"Morning, Malissa…" Hayden replied as he sat up on the bed and ran his fingers through his light blond hair.

--To be continued…