Hearts Divided: A Mafia Love Triangle Volume 1

Chapter 15 - Scarlett

"Scarlett, now is not the time," he begged me with a gentle push, trying to steer me away from the path I wanted to take.

I stood my ground and discarded my bra, letting it fall carelessly to the ground. Urged on by a mixture of determination and desire, I pressed my lips against his in another passionate kiss. To my delight, Cain responded eagerly, sending a rush of pleasure through me as our bare skin touched.

"Why not?", I asked as my nails traced a direction along his abdomen. "If we're going to pretend in this relationship, why not take advantage of all the benefits that come with it?"

"I don't remember consenting to a friends-with-benefits arrangement", Cain retorted, his words taking on a teasing tinge. His lips trailed down my neck, and a burst of sensation shot through me as he bit down, leaving behind a constellation of purple bruises that contrasted vividly with my skin.

I didn't know what to say to him, but the wetness between my legs was becoming increasingly unbearable.

Cain cupped my breasts, his fingers exerting firm but tender pressure before his mouth descended on one of my nipples. The sensation, a fusion of the caress of his tongue and the play of his fingers, elicited a guttural moan from my lips.

"Are you sure about this?", Cain's voice was a low murmur, his question met with a simple shake of my head.

"Say it", he commanded, squeezing harder on one of my nipples, pain urging me to answer.

"Yes", I replied.

"Say it properly", Cain's tone was more insistent as his fingers continued to play with my nipples.

"I want you to fuck me", the words came out in a moan, a mixture of need and eagerness lacing my voice.

Cain lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist before carrying me to the staircase that presumably led to his bedroom. In my slightly intoxicated state, I was content with this arrangement, knowing that I wouldn't have willingly climbed on top of him while sober. As we ascended the stairs, he peppered my neck with kisses and gentle bites, as if giving me a chance to back out.

He gently placed me onto the bed before hastily removing his shirt. Our lips met again with an intense urgency that made my hands reach for his belt, which he allowed me to unfasten at last.

I felt him unzipping my skirt, letting it fall to the ground, while he continued planting kisses on my neck. His focus shifted to my collarbone and then moved down to my shoulder. A quiet moan escaped me as his hand traveled down to touch me through my tights and panties. I couldn't help but wrap my arms around his neck in response. The foreplay was nice, a display of his skill in arousal, but my desires were much more primal than that.

I carefully observed his physique as he peeled my stocking off with his strong hands. His scars intrigued me, and I knew that if I asked, he would likely share the stories behind them. As his fingers grazed my panties, my desire for him grew even stronger. The anticipation of what was to come sent shivers down my spine, heightening my pleasure and excitement.

His touch continued, teasing my clit through the smooth fabric as it became saturated with my increasing desire. Each stroke brought me closer to climax. Fueled by impatience, I unzipped his pants and released his hardness. He leaned over me and our mouths melded together in a passionate kiss as I began to move my hand up and down.

His hand explored my chest, expertly teasing and stimulating my nipples until I couldn't contain my moans of pleasure. My body felt like it was bursting with energy, my skin heating up as he continued to suck and lick my already sensitive peaks.

He released them, and I took a deep breath as he passionately kissed my thighs. My legs instinctively opened wider as his teeth left red imprints on my skin. He gazed at me with an expression of ownership, as if he had claimed me as his own. His hands explored my body with reverence, teasing my clit through the fabric of my panties and filling me with exhilaration.