Mafia Daddy’s Faithful Little by Mary Potter
CHAPTER ONE
Maddy
I was in heaven.
No, don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t walking on its golden streets or riding its divine gates. My heaven was in the arms of the only man I loved – Raymond Baxter.
His hand trailed my back again as he busied himself with my mouth, pushing in his tongue with the sheer need to never stop. Well, we shared the same desire. He was my angel from paradise, the only man who completed me in ways I couldn’t fathom.
“Lay on your back, babe,” he said softly.
Raymond didn’t have to make it clear that he was ordering me. I was prepared to do everything he asked me to do. Every one of his words sounded like the only thing I could obey.
I did as he said, revealing my butt cheeks to him. He brought his face close to them, gently biting me on the left side. I moaned, smiling that he was about to serve me another perfect night.
The tip of his tongue traced my spine until he was sticking the wet organ into my ear, tickling me and making me chuckle.
“You like it, princess. Don’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” I answered. “I love everything you do to me.”
I was being honest. Ever since I broke up with Brad in college, I had never thought I would enjoy being with another man. Asides from the fact that Raymond was undeniably good-looking, loving, and romantic, the sex with him was one of the reasons I stuck with him.
My fiancé was a man who loved to assert his control on the bed. He loved that we played roles and pretended to be different people. He had brought up the sex style the first night I slept with him. Raymond asked me to act as his little girl while he commanded me to do things that heightened our pleasure.
Tonight, I was back being his young partner, awaiting the utmost delight that came with him slipping his dick into me. Raymond was now fingering my pussy as I laid on my chest, cradling the pillow. He pulled back my ponytail so he could watch me react to his touch.
“You sexy girl,” he whispered, increasing his thrusts.
I shuddered, feeling overwhelmed by pure orgasm. Damn! Raymond knew how to make me feel this way every single time. He didn’t need to try hard. I would trade anything in the world to be with him forever.
After fingering me, he sat on my butt, using his cock to find my asshole. I winced a little as he went in, taking in his length with joy and pain at the same time.
“I’ll be gentle, baby,” he assured me, beginning to go in and out of me slowly.
My cries only went up when he dug in deeper. He attempted to stop but I told him not to. Raymond was also the kind of man who would not want to hurt me during sex. He once told me that I was his precious rose, a flower he would never destroy.
“Please, don’t stop,” I confess to him. “Don’t you ever stop.”
The night ended with our delightful climax, our sweaty bodies sticking as we wrapped the sheets around us. Raymond patted my hair as we cuddled, his breath hot on my skin. When I was with him, I seemed to forget my problems. Somehow, the news I had got from him two weeks ago had no effect on me as I continued to hold him.
“Hey, babe,” he was saying. “My mom called this morning.”
I had known Mrs. Baxter all my life and she was a very friendly woman. She had no problem that I was seeing her son which had not happened in Brad’s case.
“Oh, she did?”
“Yes,” Raymond answered and then paused for a few seconds before continuing, “She said something about my father coming to town with my brother.”
I raised my head to look at him. “You’re joking, right?”
Raymond shook his head. “Sadly, I’m not. He is going to be here for some weeks. I think he is planning to open a branch here.”
“Here? In Leevens town?” I asked. “You need to tell Ethan.”
Raymond hesitated. “I don’t know how to tell him, Maddy. His father never loved my father.”
“Ethan isn’t his father. The Baxter-Coast feud started with those old men. Mr. Coast is now dead. It’s Ethan’s time to settle that fight.”
“But do you think he’s going to like…?”
I interrupt him. “It’s not my decision to think for Ethan. Just tell him. I believe the dude is sensible.”
Just then, my phone began to buzz. When I glanced at the screen, it was Ethan.
“Speak of the devil,” I said and picked the call. “Hello, Ethan.”
“Hey, Maddy.” He sounded excited. “How are you?”
“Fine,” I replied. “Is everything alright?”
“Sure. I sent you a text message. I just called to be sure you saw it.”
I looked at Raymond. He shrugged which was enough gesture to inform me that he could hear the conversation.
“No, I haven’t,” I answered. “I’ll look at it now.”
“Please do,” Ethan said. “And my regards to Raymond.”
I chuckled. “How do you know he is here?”
“Well, he is the only reason you couldn’t have seen the text. Keeping you busy, eh?”
I knew what he was talking about. “You’re correct.”
“Goodnight, Maddy.”
As soon as he cut the call, I scrolled to the message icon on my phone and opened the first text I found in it. What welcomed me was so shocking I dropped my phone. Raymond was alarmed, picking up the phone and reading what was on its screen.
He glanced at me and at that moment, seeing a smile spread across his face, mine came immediately. I blinked back tears, not expecting that my night would turn out like this.
“This is good news, babe,” Raymond said. “Welcome to the Mafia.”
