Mafia Desire (Erotica)

That got through to them and his calm, matter of fact delivery sent a pulse of unease through them.

“I think you’ll probably want to avoid the paparazzo at the front door. They seem kind of eager to see you right now. I promise to remain silent about this misunderstanding as long as you remember to ask for consent before you touch.” They looked and saw the crowd gathered outside, cameras flashing.

“Yeah, we’re good!” the man said. His friends nodded then set down their drinks on the bar and turned to leave through the hotel entrance.

Kyle eased the pressure off on the finger and helped him to his feet.

“Put that on ice and it’ll be fine in the morning,” Charlize suggested, receiving a nod from the man who walked away with a final glance back at Kyle whose eyes never left his.

Kyle watched until the men were out of sight then held Charlize’s eyes. He saw her expression turn nervous and that felt so wrong to him it jarred him back to himself. He forced his eyes closed and a shudder went through his body as he pushed his father’s influence away. The cold slowly drained away from his heart. He opened his eyes and turned to Chloe. “Are you alright?”

She nodded to him then crushed herself against his chest and he felt her trembling.

“I think I’ve had enough fun tonight,” he said and Chloe nodded in agreement.

He looked into Charlize’s guilty eyes. “Could you tell the others we’ve gone back to the room?”

Charlize opened her mouth to say something but nodded instead.

Kyle took Chloe’s hand and led her away to the hotel elevators keeping his eyes open for the athletes but they were long gone. They went up to the room and Chloe used her key to let them inside.

They got undressed, had a quick chaste shower to wash away the sweat from dancing, dried themselves, and brushed their teeth before snuggling under the covers. Kyle spooned Chloe laying on his left side and she sighed contentedly.

Soon after, Charlize arrived, made her own quick preparations then slipped under the sheets behind Kyle.

He felt a tentative touch on his shoulder. He leaned back a little so he could look at her over his shoulder.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know he was doing that,” she said.

Kyle nodded. “I assumed you didn’t. I also assumed that you weren’t aware of your responsibilities towards your submissive.”

She blinked at him and Chloe rolled over to face him, a surprised look on her face.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Kyle rolled onto his back so he could see them both more easily. “I’m no expert in this. I’ve never been in this kind of situation before but it’s become very apparent that you’ve taken on the role of Chloe’s master. You call her your slut and bitch. You push her into sexual situations. She’s been your willing partner but you’re the boss.”

He slipped his fingers into Chloe’s blond hair and took a grip. He pulled her head back slowly and her mouth opened in a quiet gasp as her eyes went dreamy. He smiled at her as he released her hair and ran his fingers through it. She purred with contentment.

“She’s a submissive. You’re her dominant. She’s mentioned that she locks up when confronted by aggressive men. You took her into a situation she wasn’t prepared for and you didn’t take care of her. She was likely just minutes away from being sexually assaulted. If you don’t want the responsibility tell her now,” he said gently.

Charlize was looking at him with tears pooling in her eyes and her bottom lip was trembling. “Her, not me,” he said.

The brunette looked across Kyle’s chest into the glassy eyes of her friend. “I’m so sorry for not protecting you from them. I promise to do better. If you’ll still have me.”

Chloe nodded her head rapidly and Charlize slid over Kyle’s body to pull her lover into her embrace.

Kyle gave them a little space then a little more as their kisses became passionate and demanding.

On the far edge of the bed he tucked a pillow under his head and closed his eyes as their moans, gasps, and sighs soothed his uneasy mind.

He was still shaken by what he’d done tonight. Not just confronting the much larger men. Faced with a potentially violent encounter beyond his ability to deal with, he’d purposefully reached inside himself to channel his father’s behavior. The man had always handled emotional and physical confrontations with an icy, almost inhuman calm. Eventually his inability to share emotionally drove his family away as they’d been unable to connect with him. Normally, Kyle was much more like his mother but it worried him that he could so easily become the man he resented for so many years. If he’d just been pretending to behave like his father he could deal with it. Instead it had just risen up over him and he… became what he despised.

The cries of ecstasy coming from Charlize and Chloe pulled him from his distressing thoughts. Their voices were reaching a peak as he glanced over and saw they were grinding together almost frantically. The women were staring into each other’s eyes as they came.

Kyle closed his eyes again and smiled faintly. It was good to see them recognizing how important they were to each other. He’d hoped Charlize would recognize the strength of Chloe’s need for her.

The mattress bounced as the brunette threw herself down on the mattress next to the panting blond. She brought Chloe’s hand to her lips and kissed her fingers. Then she looked over at Kyle resting his eyes.

“Hey! You can’t go to sleep yet! There are two women here who need a good dicking!” she growled playfully. Chloe giggled.

He opened his eyes and peered at the two flushed faces staring happily back at him.

Who was he to deny these lovely ladies a good dicking?