[BL] The Mafia Boss Wants My Body

Then he shifted up the bed without wasting a second. He hooked Adrian’s legs higher, lined up the thick head of his cock against the stretched, slick entrance, and pushed inside in one slow, steady slide.

Adrian’s breath punched out of him in a wrecked moan as Matteo sank deep, filling him completely.

"Fuck, baby... you’re so deep inside me," Adrian whimpered, his fingers digging into the sheets.

Matteo leaned down, lips brushing Adrian’s ear, voice low and rough. "Yes, baby. That’s my dick inside you... and it’s all yours."

With a low growl, he drew back almost all the way, then slammed deep in one hard thrust. Adrian’s moan tore out of him, raw and broken.

"Ah—ah, fuck—!" Adrian moaned, tossing his head back against the pillows.

Matteo pinned Adrian’s waist to the mattress and started moving, slow at first, deep, deliberate strokes that dragged every inch of his thick cock against that tight heat. Then he picked up speed, hips snapping harder, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the cabin.

Adrian threw his legs wider, pressing himself back against every punishing stroke, giving Matteo all of him, desperate to take more. "Huh... huh... Daddy, please—harder—"

Matteo gave him exactly that. He fucked him without mercy, driving in deep and relentless, each thrust punching a desperate sound from Adrian’s throat. The bed rocked beneath them. Matteo’s hands clamped tight on Adrian’s hips, holding him in place as he pounded into him, filthy and hard.

"Look at you," Matteo growled, voice thick with heat. "Spreading your legs for me like this... taking every inch. You’re so fucking open for me."

Adrian’s moans spilled out in broken waves. "Please... Matteo... don’t stop... fuck, don’t stop—"

One of Adrian’s hands shoved between their bodies, wrapping around his own cock. He stroked himself in rough, frantic pulls, matching the brutal rhythm of Matteo’s hips. His other hand clamped onto Matteo’s waist, fingers digging in, holding on as he was fucked into the mattress.

Matteo leaned over him fully, pinning him down, driving harder. Every thrust was deep, dirty, unrelenting—hips snapping, cock stretching Adrian open again and again. The wet, filthy sounds of it filled the room.

Adrian’s head tipped back, mouth open, moaning freely. "Baby... harder, please, just like that—don’t stop, don’t fucking stop..."

He stroked himself faster, precum slicking his fist, legs spread as wide as they could go, giving Matteo every bit of him. Matteo fucked him like he owned him, deep, merciless strokes that left Adrian shaking and moaning under him, completely open and begging for more.

Matteo’s voice came out rough and low, right against Adrian’s ear as he drove into him. "I’m going to fuck you all night, Adrian. I want you to know exactly who you belong to."

Matteo’s hand slid up and closed around the side of Adrian’s neck, not choking, just holding him there, keeping him pinned and open. He slammed in harder, burying himself deeper with every brutal thrust.

Adrian’s moans spilled out freely, high, desperate, ragged. "Ah...ah... fuck—"

The cabin filled with a symphony of raw, unfiltered sound. The wet, heavy slap of skin against skin mixed with Adrian’s high, breathy whines and Matteo’s deep, guttural growls. Their moans tangled together in the heavy air, rising and falling in a frantic rhythm as Matteo pushed faster, harder, deeper, turning the pace into something punishing and relentless.

Adrian’s hand moved faster on his own cock, stroking himself in wild, frantic bursts to match the furious pace of Matteo’s hips. The friction was dizzying, every thrust hitting the exact sensitive spot deep inside him.

"Baby, I’m going to cum—!" Adrian screamed, his hips bucking upward.

Matteo angled his hips and drove straight into Adrian’s prostate, hitting it dead-on with every deep thrust. Adrian’s whole body jolted. His eyes flew wide. A raw, broken scream tore out of him.

"I’m cumming, Matteo—fuck—!"

"Yes, baby, cum for me..." Matteo panted, his breath hitching as he drove himself faster. "I’m close, too... baby, I’m going to cum—!"

Adrian’s voice shattered as his whole body seized. Thick streams of his cum shot out, spilling over his hand and splashing across his stomach, his continuous, breathy moans echoing off the walls as he came hard, trembling uncontrollably in the aftermath.

"Yes, baby," Matteo growled, "Fuck... I’m cumming—"

Their moans mixed into a ragged chorus. Matteo didn’t slow down for a second. He buried himself to the hilt, slamming into Adrian with heavy, desperate pounds.

Then he drove in deep and stayed there, grinding hard as he flooded Adrian’s hole with thick, hot cum, emptying every last drop deep inside those slick, trembling walls. He kept pounding through every pulse, forcing every last drop inside until he was empty, but the fierce hunger in his eyes made it clear he wasn’t done yet.

As Adrian lay there, chest heaving and still desperately catching his breath, Matteo hooked his arms beneath him and lifted him effortlessly from the bed.

Matteo carried him across the cabin toward the small, polished wooden table near the window. He set Adrian down to sit at the edge of the table, guiding him to lean his upper body backward onto the cool wooden surface.

Adrian rested his hands flat behind him against the table, propping himself up on his palms. To make it completely effortless for Matteo, Adrian lifted his legs, raising them up onto the table and spreading them wide.

Exposed completely in the soft, dim cabin light, Adrian arched his back slightly, his breathing shallow and heavy. Sitting there propped up on his hands with his knees spread wide, he looked right into Matteo’s dark eyes.

Matteo stepped in close between his legs, placing his hands on the insides of Adrian’s knees to hold them open. Looking down at the man he loved completely surrendered beneath him.

Matteo leaned down and pressed a slow, hot kiss to the inside of Adrian’s thigh. But instead of sliding back inside him right away, he dropped down onto his knees on the floor between Adrian’s raised legs.

He pressed his face right against Adrian’s slick, throbbing entrance. Without touching Adrian’s sensitive, dripping cock, Matteo licked a hot, wide stripe up the tight seam. Adrian gasped, his back arching off the table.

Matteo sealed his mouth over the used, cum-slicked hole and sucked hard, his tongue pushing inside, swirling and flicking against the sensitive walls. He licked slowly at first, tasting himself, then grew greedier—sucking deeper, his tongue working constantly.

He shifted his focus from that fluttering entrance, his tongue tracing a warm, wet line upward along the sensitive patch of skin between them until he reached Adrian’s testicles. He took one of Adrian’s balls gently into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue before switching to the other.

Adrian’s heavy testicles hung low against his thighs, brushing softly against Matteo’s cheeks with every motion as Matteo ate him out with wet, focused hunger, expertly pleasing him without ever once touching his cock.

"Ah, fuck, baby—right there—!" Adrian moaned, his fingers gripping the edge of the table so hard his knuckles turned white.

After driving Adrian to the edge of madness with his mouth, Matteo stood up, his chest rising and falling heavily. He reached out, gently spreading Adrian’s raised legs even wider on the table. Before sliding back inside him, Matteo leaned forward and pulled Adrian up slightly by the waist, capturing his lips in a deep, bruising, breathless kiss.

Then, slowly, deliberately, he lined himself up and slid back inside Adrian’s wet, welcoming heat.

Adrian’s moan melted into Matteo’s mouth as that thick cock stretched him open again. Matteo groaned against his lips, sinking in inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt. He stayed there for a long moment, just feeling the tight, cum-slick heat around him, before he started to move slow, deep, deliberate strokes that filled the quiet cabin with wet, filthy sounds.

Every slide was hot, heavy, and drenched in pure desire. Matteo’s hands gripped Adrian’s hips, guiding the pace as he fucked him over the table, filling the quiet night with the sounds of their wet, desperate coupling.

Through the haze of pleasure, Matteo slowed his pace just enough to lean forward, his hot breath fanning against the shell of Adrian’s ear.

Through the haze of pleasure, Matteo slowed his pace just enough to lean forward, his breath hot against Adrian’s ear.

"Rian," Matteo murmured, his voice a low, gravelly rasp against the friction of their bodies. "After we get married... I’m going to fuck you every night like this. Will you allow me?"

Adrian blinked, his eyes heavy-lidded and dazed as he clutched the edge of the table. "Every night?"

"Every night," Matteo confirmed, a wicked, loving smile pulling at his lips. "What do you say?"

Adrian shook his head. "No..."

Matteo chuckled softly, his hips rolling into a deeper, slower stroke. "What, are you scared you can’t handle me every night?"

"No, baby," Adrian breathed out, a flush spreading across his chest. "I’m scared you’re going to overuse my hole and get completely tired of me."

Matteo smiled, leaning down to press a tender, lingering kiss to Adrian’s forehead. "I will never get tired of you, baby. Never."

"Still... no," Adrian panted, biting his lower lip as Matteo shifted his angle slightly. "Every night isn’t good for us. We need to save some room to miss each other."

Matteo let out a low laugh that rumbled deep in his chest, never stopping the slow, deep roll of his hips. "Okay, baby. We’ll do it your way... is that okay with you?"

"Yes, baby," Adrian nodded, a soft sigh of relief slipping out of him even as another moan followed.

Before he could catch his breath, Matteo’s relaxed tempo vanished. With a sudden, possessive surge of heat, Matteo slammed harder and deeper inside him, driving Adrian flat back against the cool surface of the table.

"Fuck, baby," Matteo groaned.

SPECIAL AUTHOR NOTE!!!

Dear readers,

Thank you so much for waiting for me. I know it has been about six days since my last update, and I truly appreciate everyone who stayed and waited patiently for the next Chapter.

I had to travel home to spend some time with my family. I honestly thought I would still have enough time to write while I was there, but when I arrived, I realized there were quite a few things that needed my attention, and I simply couldn’t find the time to write the way I wanted to.

But I’m officially back, and the updates continue. ❤️

For everyone reading Craving Him: Addicted to His Voice, a new Chapter has been updated. The final Chapter will also be coming soon, and I hope you’ll stay until the very end because I believe the ending will make the whole journey worth it. ❤️

And yes, I have another book coming very soon! I’m hoping to have it published sometime this week, before Friday, so please keep an eye out for it. I’ll share more details with you soon. 👀🫶

Most importantly, thank you to everyone who continued supporting me even while I was away. Thank you for reading, waiting, and never giving up on my stories.

I’m truly grateful for every single one of you. ❤️

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