The Mafia's Babies by Kaycee Romano (howl and other poems txt) 📗

You Are Crazy

(Mature contents (sorta) ahead. Skip you wanna.)

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Mateo had dropped the twins off at the kindergarten before picking River up from the hospital, and like any normal day, Alessia was nowhere around. And Michelia was sleeping like a baby along with her little baby after Lorenzo kept her awake all night with his irritability and crankiness.

This left the two of them, in the master bedroom, finally unknotting all of the sexual tension they had been feeling in each other's presence for the past twenty four hours or so.

"Don't think you are forgiven for what you said yesterday, Mateo." River had to bite her lip to stifle the moan that bubbled up her throat, she taking deep breaths to try and calm herself as her baby daddy attacked her neck.

He kissed and licked his way to her lips and captured them with his. "I know." He murmured in the brief moment he pulled away for air before devouring them again, his one hand going to unbuckle his own pants while the other went inside River's.

"Mateo...." She breathed out, squirming under his touch.

"Hmm?" Mateo was teasing her, playing with her but simultaneously worshipping every inch of her.

The woman in front of him was not some ordinary person to him.

She was the mother of his children and the love of his life.

"Don't mess with me..!" Her voice came out breezy, sexy and his member stood up erect as soon as it was liberated from its restraints.

Mateo pulled down her panties and rubbed his whole length around her entrance.

River threw her head back, clenching her teeth as Mateo's mouth latched onto her breast. His one hand unbuttoning the remaining buttons on her shirt.

River yelped when she was suddenly swept off the ground.

Mateo wanted to play but even he was running out of patience.

He carried his queen to their bed, laying her down gently before lifting her shirt up and off of her.

River's eyes were dilated and desire swam in them. She was trying so hard to not seem affected but it was obvious that this man had an effect on her that nobody else did.

"I love you." He said before inserting the whole of his length into her, making her scream out in pleasure.

"I-"

Mateo stopped her before she could say anything by capturing her lips in his.

He didn't want any response. He knew she wasn't ready. And he was ready to wait for the perfect moment.

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(And viola... You may start reading if you skipped the above part)

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Mateo stared at the exhausted sleeping face in front of him. He felt guilty for not feeling guilty of keeping her up for a couple more hours when he knew how exhausted she was.

They had done the deed again. Multiple times. And man, did it feel good after being celibate for over a year.

"I love you." He whispered again, a smile tugging at his lips when he saw that River's face softened when she heard it in her sleep.

He knew for a fact that River Johnson felt strongly and positively towards him. Even though the feeling was just a fetus and could not be called love exactly, there was still a lot of trust and faith from her side and he thought that that was all that really mattered.

"Stop staring at me like some kind of creep." She murmured making him raise his brow.

"You are awake." He was amused.

She opened her eyes slowly, her chocolate orbs meeting his caramel ones. "You were pricking my skin with your gaze." She said, her voice gruff with sleep.

Mateo chuckled as he pulled her closer to him, their naked bodies sticking to each other.

"Want to go for another round?" He asked.

She blinked sleepily and strained her neck to look over his broad back at the digital clock on the nightstand. It was almost three in the evening.

"The kids will be home in an hour." She said as she sat up on her elbows, trying to shake herself awake.

"I think an hour is good enough time for me to make you cum again." Mateo grinned wickedly while River rolled her eyes.

Why was this dumbass so freaking cocky about his cock?

Because he has a cock worthy of being cocky about.

River rolled her eyes again when she heard her internal voice.

"Let's cook something yummy for them." She said.

Mateo raised a brow.

"You are helping me out." River said pointedly as she sat up, Mateo's eyes going straight to her exposed chest.

He could already feel his erection.

"Can't we do that after another round?"

River turned to him and saw his dilated eyes directed at her breasts.

She tolled her eyes yet again and hit him with one of the throw pillows. "Stop gawking!"

She hopped out of the bed and walked over to the dresser to get a robe while giving Mateo a show of the body he worshipped.

"Why?" He asked, as if he found her order preposterous.

"What do you mean by 'why?'?" River turned to him as she put on her silk robe and fastened it. "You are being creepy."

Mateo gave her a flat look. After the deed that they had done, she actually went and called him creepy, didn't she?

River paid no more attention to him and got her stuff for a shower. She needed to quickly freshen up so that she could put together something for her little ones.

She stood under the shower, letting the hot water rinse away her exhaustion.

She closed her eyes and took deep breaths, as if meditating, to release all stress.

She was caught by surprise when strong arms wrapped around her.

"Mateo..." River had gotten used to the warm and comfortable hold and she doubted she would get over it.

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