Arranged To Marry The Enemy (a Mafia story) by Zainab Ajike (books for men to read .TXT) 📗

"Whatever, I am still very glad." I said.

"I told you dad already about it so she will be here a week from now." He said.

"Thank you for deciding to have her over. I am so grateful." I confessed.

"Whatever. Press your number here." He said to me as he stretched his phone to me.

I looked at him confused, she just looked okay. I collected the phone and pressed my number there, then I passed his phone back to him.

"What was that for?" I asked him.

"We should have each other's number because on the trip we are going on. It is going to be a long trip and also I guess we need to have each other's number." He explained.

That's true though, he is right. But what had gotten into him this night? This is not the Roman I know. I am afraid this is an imposter.

"That's true, though." I agreed with him as I walked towards the couch.

"Where are you going?" He asked as he raised his brow in question.

"I am sleeping on the couch. Is there any problem with it?" I asked him.

"Come and sleep on the bed." He said curtly.

"Why?" I asked him. Like I said he is a complete person tonight.

"It's gonna be a long night, so I suggest you should come on the bed." He said in a low voice.

Is he afraid of telling me this?

Is Roman Anton afraid? Can he ever be?

I blushed knowing what he meant. Thank God his lights are switched off or else he will see how crimson my cheeks are right now. I cleared my throat to compose myself.

I need him to be clear about me sleeping on the bed.

"Pardon?" 

"Just come on the bed." He said.

"Okay thank you." I walked towards the other side of the bed and laid down.

"I am sleeping on the bed for you to push me on the floor, I hope I am clear on that." I said.

I closed my eyes so I could sleep as I turned my back to him.

Then, I heard the clicking of a lighter.

This guy doesn't have ears. I think I just corrected him about something.

The smell of whatever he is smoking already hit my nostril. So I have to open my eyes.

I sat up and faced him.

"I thought I just corrected you about this." I told him as I moved closer to him to get the weed out of his hand.

In the process, my boobs touched his back. I didn't mind it, my aim was just to get the weed out of his hand. He quickly stretched his hand so I won't reach it.

"Don't you want me to smoke?" He asked. Our faces were so near that I could smell the scent of the weed from his mouth since my head was over his shoulder.

"Yes, not in my presence." I replied to him. 

"Then let's fuck tonight."  He said as he dug the weed in the astray.

"It is not fuck. It is called love making." I said as I expressed my positive reply to him.

Before I knew it, my back was already on the bed and he was already on top of me.

"It seems you want it too." He said with desire.

I didn't reply to him, I only bit my lower lip.

He ripped off my cloth in no time and his too. This is the first time I will be seeing him in his full Glory. His manhood is hard and long, ready to penetrate. I couldn't stop staring at it.

"Have you ever even seen it before?" He asked, knowing what I was staring at.

I looked away in embarrassment, I didn't reply to him. I was just waiting for action.

"You have small boobs" he commented.

"I know that" I said as I rolled my eyes.

"

They are kinda cute, you know. They are not too small and they are not too big. Just normal for your size." He complimented.

I just smiled at it. He ripped off my pants slowly. Immediately he did, I felt exposed. I covered myself with the duvet.

He stared at me in confusion.

"Can I?" He asked, I just nodded, then he removed the duvet from me.

He touched my center with his fingers and rubbed me. I suppressed a moan. I know I can't do it for a long time but I am trying though.

Then he put his fingers in my clit, penetrating. I moaned loudly.

This is so damn good. He continued without stopping until I reached my peak. I came all over his fingers.

He squeezed my left breast as he suckled on the second one. 

"Hmm" I managed to voice out.

His manhood was in my center so I parted my lap for it to enter. He noticed my effort and decided to penetrate. I moaned as he penetrated deeply inside me. And he continued until we both reached our climax.

"This is just the first round." He said as he kissed my breast.

After that, everything went blurry.

I made love to my husband and he made love to me. We made love tonight. Maybe this is the beginning of the change in our marriage. Who knows?

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How do you like this chapter? 

Honestly, I don't really know how to write mature content, if you notice me very well. Those that have read my previous stories will know what I am talking about. 

It is always weird writing it, so if you are not satisfied with the way I wrote it, I hope you forgive me. At least, you understand the message I am passing there. I am so sorry.

Because I can't really write it, I am always ending it with and everything went blurry. Please bear with me and don't really expect mature scenes in the coming chapters. Because I can't really write them. Thank you for your understanding.

Thank you..

Zainab.