[BL] The Mafia Boss Wants My Body

Chapter 229: Chapter 229: Fuck Me... Ruin Me, Daddy

Spitting onto his hand to thoroughly lubricate his length, Matteo gripped Adrian’s hips, spreading his cheeks wide.

Adrian arched his back, lifting his ass slightly to give him better access. Slowly, deliberately, Matteo pressed his thick head against the opening and slid deep inside.

"You’re so fucking sexy, baby..." Matteo growled, his eyes closing as the intense heat enveloped him. "Your inside feels like absolute heaven."

Adrian cried out, his voice cracking as his vision blurred. Matteo’s cock felt massive, a solid, searing iron bar burying itself deep within his body, filling every single corner of his walls until he felt entirely stretched to his limit.

Matteo began to move, establishing a slow, brutal pace. He delivered deep, heavy thrusts, withdrawing almost completely before bottoming out flush against Adrian’s skin. It was slow sex, but the sheer depth of it targeted the exact spot that drove Adrian completely insane.

Adrian moaned loudly into the cushions, his toes curling tightly. "Fuck me, please... please!" freēwebnovel.com

But Matteo refused to hurry. He groaned heavily, his chest vibrating against Adrian’s back as he thrust deeper, making sure Adrian felt every ridge of his thick shaft.

Adrian turned his head as far as he could, and Matteo leaned down, capturing his lips in a bruising kiss while his hips continued their relentless, deep rhythm.

"Fuck me... please..." Adrian cried out against his mouth.

Matteo pulled away just enough to whisper against his lips, his voice deep and dark. "You love Daddy’s cock that much, huh?"

"Yes, Daddy! Please, fuck me hard!" Adrian begged, entirely undone.

"No, baby," Matteo groaned, his hips rolling tightly as he pushed even deeper. "I want to grind into you. I want to thrust so deep until I reach your soul." He raised his upper body slightly, watching the explicit sight of his thick length disappearing completely inside Adrian’s bouncing cheeks. "Yeah... that’s it. Your ass is so fucking sexy, baby."

"Don’t stop... please don’t stop!" Adrian begged.

"You’re so tight, Adrian... I love how tight you are around me," Matteo growled.

"Fuck me, please! Go faster!" Adrian moaned.

With that final plea, Matteo shifted his weight and began pounding into him with a feral, rapid pace. The heavy leather sofa began to slide and creak against the floor. Matteo’s hips slammed relentlessly against Adrian’s back, skin hitting skin in a brutal, deafening rhythm.

Slap, slap, slap.

Adrian’s ass bounced violently with every devastating strike. Matteo let out a low, rough moan. "Yeah, baby... I love it. Take it all."

Adrian met the velocity, lifting his hips to catch every hard, upward thrust. "Yes, Daddy! Just like that! Fucking harder, faster!"

Matteo ground his teeth, slamming into him to the hilt, faster and faster until the friction created a suffocating heat between them. Adrian was screaming into the cushions, completely intoxicated by the pounding.

Then, without warning, Matteo suddenly pulled completely out.

Adrian let out a devastated scream. "No! Baby, why?!"

Instead of answering, Matteo grabbed Adrian’s thighs, pinning his lower body firmly in place. He buried his face right between Adrian’s cheeks, using his hot tongue to aggressively lick and suck at the aching, stretched entrance.

Adrian cried out, his hands gripping the sofa cushions for dear life as the intense, direct stimulation sent electric shocks straight to his spine. "Baby, please! Oh my god!"

After a minute of torturing him with his tongue, Matteo gripped his own throbbing shaft and slammed it back inside Adrian’s tight heat in one singular, violent motion.

Adrian’s eyes rolled back, his fingers trembling. "Fuck me... Daddy, yes!"

Matteo delivered a devastatingly deep thrust that hit home, burying his length so deep it stole the breath straight from Adrian’s lungs. Adrian gasped for air, his voice completely lost. "Fuck... ruin me, Daddy... please ruin me..."

Matteo continued the relentless pounding, and with a sudden surge of adrenaline, he slammed even deeper, the sheer depth causing Adrian to gasp and choke slightly against the leather.

Matteo immediately grabbed Adrian securely by the waist, locking him in place as he delivered another rapid series of heavy, deep strikes.

Slap, slap, slap.

The explicit sound of skin on skin echoed loudly through the room. Adrian could only let out broken, high-pitched whimpers, his hands automatically reaching down to grip his own throbbing cock as the double stimulation brought him right to the precipice.

Matteo kept slamming into him, his muscles locking up. "Baby... I’m going to cum," he groaned, his voice completely wrecked. "I’m so close... I’m gonna cum!"

He accelerated his pace to a completely feral speed, driving deep and fast before delivering one final, crushing thrust to hit his orgasm.

Adrian gasped out, "Baby...!"

Splash... Matteo spilled inside Adrian hot and thick.

As Matteo released deep inside him, he didn’t pull away. He kept his hips locked tightly flush against Adrian’s, his body twitching violently as he continued to pulse and thrust weakly, making sure he pumped every single drop of his hot, thick load deep within Adrian’s walls.

Adrian didn’t release his own climax; he remained completely still, his entire focus dedicated to taking every bit of Matteo’s satisfaction.

Slowly, Matteo pulled his length out with a wet slide and collapsed onto the sofa beside him. He was breathing heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead despite the cool air conditioning in the living room. His skin felt flushed, yet his hands were cold from the intensity of the release.

Adrian managed to carefully shift and sit up, his legs shaking. He wrapped his hand around his own rigid cock, beginning to jerk himself off to finish his own release. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Seeing this, Matteo reached out with a heavy arm, pulling Adrian back against his chest. Matteo wrapped his big hand over Adrian’s cock, taking over the motion. With just a few firm, plump strokes of Matteo’s touch and the hot press of his lips against Adrian’s neck, Adrian finally fractured.

He screamed out as a thick, hot explosion of cum shot upward, messing heavily across Matteo’s hand. Matteo didn’t stop the firm, steady strokes until every last drop was completely pumped out.

Matteo kissed his sweaty temple, a dark smile on his face. "You’re so fucking sexy. I could fuck you every single day if you let me."

Adrian smiled weakly, leaning his head back.

"How was it?" Matteo asked softly, his thumb wiping a bit of sweat from Adrian’s cheek. "Did you enjoy it?"

"It was the best," Adrian whispered honestly.

Matteo chuckled. He reached over to the side table, grabbing a nearby tissue to clean his hands. However, he intentionally left a few stray drops of Adrian’s release on his fingers. Right in front of Adrian’s eyes, Matteo slowly and deliberately licked the sweetness from his hand.

He then slid his hand up to Adrian’s neck, pulling him close to whisper against his ear. "Both outside and inside... You taste absolutely delicious. Every single part of you tastes so good."

Adrian’s face flushed red, a sweet smile breaking across his lips.

"You must be exhausted," Matteo noted, his voice returning to its gentle, protective tone. "Do you want some juice or some water?"

"No, water is fine," Adrian murmured.

Matteo leaned over, poured a fresh glass of water from the pitcher on the table, and handed it to him. Adrian took a few small, grateful sips before handing the glass back. Matteo placed it safely on the table, then lay flat on his back across the wide sofa.

Adrian crawled over and settled comfortably on top of Matteo, resting his head against his chest.

Matteo pulled the thick blanket higher, tucking it around them until they were both cocooned in its warmth.

Safe in each other’s arms, Adrian relaxed completely.

A small smile tugged at Matteo’s lips as he began murmuring into his ear.

He teased Adrian about all the things that drove him crazy, the stubbornness, the dramatic antics, and the way he always had to have the last word.

"But somehow," Matteo said with a chuckle, brushing his fingers through Adrian’s hair, "I still put up with you because you taste so fucking good."

Adrian immediately narrowed his eyes.

"Put up with me?"

"Mm."

Matteo’s smile widened.

"You’re lucky you’re cute."

A scandalized gasp escaped Adrian, making Matteo laugh and pull him even closer against his chest.

Matteo repeated. "You tasted so good and didn’t mind the bratty behavior at all."

Adrian let out a loud laugh, playfully smacking Matteo’s broad chest. "Stop it!"

Matteo chuckled, his arms locking securely around Adrian’s waist as he kept teasing and playing with him.

They spent a long time just like that, laughing and whispering secrets in the dark, until Matteo finally reached for the remote and turned on the TV, letting a movie play in the background as they held each other tight.

After a while, Matteo broke the comfortable silence. "Baby."

Adrian shifted slightly against his chest, murmuring, "Yes, love?"

"Do you need to prepare any gifts for Elena’s family visit this weekend?" Matteo asked, his deep voice calm and soothing. "Tell me what you want to bring, and I’ll have my men get everything ready for you."

Adrian lifted his head from Matteo’s chest, his eyes wide as he stared up at his partner. A wave of surprise washed over him. He hadn’t expected Matteo to be this thoughtful, let alone offer to prepare gifts for the very family that had caused their tension earlier.

Faltering slightly, Adrian stammered, "Are you...