Revenge | A Steamy Mafia Bad Boy Romance (15 page)

Chapter 20

  He wipes the back of his hand over his sweating forehead, careful not to smudge the paint on his fingers onto his face as he steps back and admires his handy work.

“Fuck I hate yellow.” He sighs, chuckling to himself as he looks around the room.

“Yeah, you hate everything cheerful.” He hears from behind him before he turns around and smiles at Amber.

“Now, that’s just not true.” He says, walking over to the window and propping it open to get the air flowing and the paint smell out.

“You know that’s not true.” He says, walking back over to Amber before kneeling in front of her and rubbing his palm gently over her protruding bump before placing a kiss against it. “This little one brings me lots of cheer, don’t ya?”

  Johnny stands up, leaving in to place a kiss on Amber’s cheek, too before guiding her outside the room, shutting the door behind them before walking with her down the stairs to the kitchen.

  She rushes across the kitchen, waddling up to the table before reaching up to the lid of a big cardboard box and pulling out a shopping bag.

“Look at what my parents found for us while shopping on their cruse!” She says excitedly, pulling a folded blanket out from inside the crinkling plastic.

“Oh. My. God.” Johnny says, rolling his eyes as he watches Amber unfold the fleece blanket.

“Don’t you just love it, Johnny?” She asks sarcastically, looking around to the front at a bright and colourful clown face.

  Johnny squints his eyes before bringing his hand up to his face to shield it from the harsh brightness.

“I figured we would hang it on the wall. Maybe even in the living room!” She jokes, tossing it back on the table before walking over to him and letting him wrap his arms around her. “That’s way too much of a work of art to just get ruined as a baby blanket.”

“Looks to me like someone ruined it already.” Johnny says, nuzzling her and leaving a small kiss on her neck as before he walks over to the fridge, opening the door before digging through the contents.

“You’re working tonight, Johnny?” She asks as she makes her way over to the sink for a glass of water.

“Yeah.” He says, rolling up a piece of ham luncheon meat before stuffing it in his mouth. “Just a small job, though…”

“Nope!” She says, shaking her head as she cuts him off. “Nope, sorry, I don’t wanna know about it.”

  She places her glass on the counter before waltzing back over to him.

“Just promise me you’ll be okay?” She whispers to him as she gently rubs her hand up and down the small of his back.

  A wicked smirk crosses his lips as he snorts before placing a kiss on the top of her hair.

“Please.” He says, lifting his arm into the air. “This is Johnny that you’re talkin’ about.”

“Yeah, yeah, I gotcha, big Johnny…” She jokes, lightly punching his upper arm. “Just make sure you come home… we need you.” She whispers rubbing her palm over her belly.

“Of course.” He says. “If anything, I’m the one everyone else should be afraid of!”

  Amber giggles as Johnny pulls away and makes his way back up the stairs to their room to get changed.

  She sighs, walking back over to the kitchen table before pulling out a chair and sitting herself down, before wiggling her swollen ankles.

  She looks around the room, resting her chin in her hand as she rubs her hand over their tumbling baby and smiles.

  Her parents are on their first vacation ever, three cruises in a row going all around the world. Johnny’s moved in, finally giving her dad a much needed break when it comes to all the work that needs to be done around the house. And a baby! Just a few more weeks now and they can’t wait to meet him.

  She sighs as she looks out the window and onto their street. Not a single break in for months and a nice new family with a little girl moved into the vacant house across the road.

  Amber can’t wait to raise her family here… in safety.

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The Billionaire’s Maid

(Alpha Billionaire Erotica)

First edition. March 19
th
, 2016.

Copyright © 2016 Rose Cody

Written By Rose Cody

  Presley’s tall, black heels click against her boss’s granite floors as she walks down the long, dimly lit hall to his bedroom.

She gently knocks twice at his tall, heavy mahogany door before dragging her fingers over the intricate lion carving, following it’s twisted mane down to the door knob.

  She twists it, pushing the heavy door open as she slowly peaks her head inside.

“Mr. Locatelli…” She calls out as he lets herself in.

  She looks around his dark room, before walking over to his king sized bed and placing the deep red, fluffy towels in her arms on his silky black sheets.

  Presley looks over to his closed bathroom door as she begins to hear rushing sound of tap water come from within.

  She walks over to the door, before knocking on it softly.

“Mr. Locatelli?” She calls out once again. “Mr. Locatelli, I have the towels you requested. I’ll just leave them on your bed, alright?”

  She turns around to walk away, stopping as she hears her boss speak to her.

“Bring them in.” He says, his voice muffled by the shower.

“Oh… alright.” She says, hesitating before going back over to his bed to pick up the towels.

  She walks back to the bathroom door, knocking again just to be sure.
 

“I’m coming in, Mr. Locatelli.” She says as she turns the handle to let herself into the bathroom.

  She glances over toward the shower, biting her bottom lip as she gazes at him rinsing himself through the frosted glass, her eyes trailing down his broad shoulders and past his thin waist as she focuses on his hips.

  He bends over to turn off the water before sliding open the glass shower door.

“Towel?” He asks, bringing her out of her stupor.

“Of course, I’m so sorry.” She says, her cheeks flushing as she walks towards him, her eyes avoiding his very obvious manhood.

  She hands him the towel, watching him begin to dry himself off from the corner of her eye as she leaves the bathroom.

“If you need anything else please let me know, Mr. Locatelli…” She says, her words coming to a halt as she feels him grip her wrist.

“I do need something else.” He whispers to her, pulling her close to him.

  Presley gulps as she feels her boss’s glistening, wet skin against her arms as he wraps his own two around her waist.

“What did you need, sir?” She asks in a whisper, her heart pounding in her chest as she feels her boss’s hot breath on her neck.

“How do you like it here, Presley?” He asks her as he brushes the tip of his nose gently against her ear. “I don’t make things too difficult for you, do I?”

“No, sir.” She whispers, trying to pull away. “But I really should get back to work now…”

“What’s the rush?” He whispers to her, reaching up to her tightly pulled back blonde bun.

  He pulls on the elastic holding her hair together, unraveling it and letting it fall to her shoulders as he threads his fingers through the strands.

“Wouldn’t you rather take a break here with me?”

  She sighs as she feels Mr. Locatelli’s hands trail down her shoulders.

“Y-yes…”She whispers, half taking herself by surprise as she brushes her fingers over his hard chest.

  He leans in, pressing his lips against hers as he kisses her, his lips parting as he drags the tip of his tongue against her lips, parting them, too.

  She moans softly as she feels him explore her mouth, his tongue wrestling with hers.

“Mr. Locatelli…” She whispers, her face flushed as he breaks their kiss.

“Please…” He whispers to her. “Call me Levi.”

She smiles, biting her bottom lip as she feels Levi reach up to the neckline of her blouse and slowly begin to unbutton the buttons from the top down.

  She feels her stomach knot as he pushes her shirt away from her chest, running his fingers over the cups of her black bra before dragging them up to her shoulders and pulling her blouse away from them, letting her shirt fall to cool tile of the bathroom floor.

  He reaches around her back, unhooking her bra and peeling the straps off of her shoulders.

  Presley nervously lets go of the cups she’s holding in place, letting her bra fall to the floor before she feels Levi’s hands press on her shoulders.

  She lowers herself to her knees, watching as Levi opens the towel around his waist.

  Presley gasps as she gazes at his semi stiff manhood, her eyes trailing over his long, thick shaft as she feels him thread his fingers through her hair.

“Don’t be shy…” He whispers to her, pulling her head closer to him as Presley licks her lips.

  She rests her hands on his hips, sliding them back over his muscular buttocks before dragging them down the back of his thighs. Presley pulls them forward, gently cupping his balls as she grips his shaft before gently tugging on his half-mast meat.

  She leans into him, her hot breath sending a shiver up his spine as she drags her lips across his shaft. A short moan escapes his lips as Presley pokes her tongue out of her mouth and swirls it around his tip.

  She sinks the head of his cock into her mouth, sucking on it hard as she swirls her tongue over his ridge before letting his thick meat slide down her throat. She presses her lips around his base and sucks in her cheeks as she slides up his shaft, releasing his cock from between her lips with a pop.

  Presley sighs as she brushes her tongue against his thigh before licking up to his warm sack. She gently sucks the skin into her mouth as she presses her lips around his balls before dragging her tongue all the way back up the underside of his shaft.

“Let’s go to bed.” He whispers to her as he lifts her arms, helping her up from her knees.

  She gazes at his tight, muscular glutes as he walks over to the bathroom door before opening it and stepping into his bedroom.  

  Presley follows him, poking her head out of the bathroom door to watch him make his way over to his king size bed.

“Come on.” He says, sitting down and spreading his hand over the dark, silk sheet. “Don’t leave me waiting.”

  Presley nervously walks out of the bathroom, her arms folded slightly over her chest to cover herself as she walks over to Levi’s bed.

“There’s no point in being shy.” He says, grabbing her arms gently as she sits down beside him. “I’m going to see every single part of you anyway. There’s nothing you can hide…”

  Her face flushes a hot red as she watches her boss’s palms cup her breasts, his fingers massaging them as he leans in and kisses her on her shoulder.

  He pushes her onto her back before straddling her legs, his thick, rock hard erection brushing against her skirt as he leans over her body. Levi licks at her nipples, before sucking one of them into his mouth, his teeth gently nibbling on her stiff nub before he swirls his tongue around it, sending a warm shiver up the back of her spine.

  He licks down between her breasts, dragging his tongue over her soft belly, swirling his mouth’s warm, wet muscle around her sensitive navel before placing kisses in a row until he reaches the waist of her black uniform skirt.

  She sighs out nervously as she feels him pull the snap apart and unzip the zipper before sinking his fingers into the waist of her skirt. He pulls it down over her thighs and past her knees before pulling it away from her ankles and letting it drop to the floor.

“That’s an interesting choice for work panties.” He says coyly, smirking at her black lace thong. “If I would have known you dress so skimpy under your uniform, I wouldn’t have waited so long to get you into bed.”

  Presley giggles, blushing as Levi hooks his fingers into the elastic waist of her panties before pulling them down and off of her, too.

“They’re more comfortable than you’d think…” She whispers to him, her voice trailing off as she feels Levi grab her knees before slowly beginning to spread her legs apart.

  Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches her boss crawl between her legs. He lays down on his stomach as he places kisses on the insides of her thighs, trailing them down towards her tingling center.

“Mr. Locatelli!” She gasps as she feels his hot breath tickle her.

“Don’t be nervous, sweetheart…” He whispers to her. “You’ll like this…”

  She bites her bottom lip, stifling a moan as she feels the tip of her boss’s tongue spread her pussy lips apart as he laps at her soaking wet sex.

  She gasps, grasping at the silk sheets below her as he swirls his tongue around her aching clit before wrapping his lips around the engorged pearl and sucking it into his mouth.

“Oh…” She moans as she feels Mr. Locatelli brush one of his thick fingers against her soaking wet entrance as he sucks, before gently pushing the digit into her sweet tunnel.

  Presley closes her eyes, her hips bucking into Levi’s hungry mouth as he gently slides his finger in and out of her, covering it generously in her slick before slipping a second finger beside the first, opening her up a little bit further.

  He pumps his fingers back and forth inside of her, coating them, before turning the pads of his fingers upwards. He drags them against the top of her walls, pressing into her spongy g-spot as he flicks his tongue against her clit.

“Oh… God… Mr. Locatelli…” She moans, arching her back into him as she feels her body heat up.

  She moans, listening to her boss’s sucks as the pressure in her pussy grows. Presley gasps, groaning deeply as she feels the soaking walls of her sex grip Levi’s fingers, desperately trying to pull them in deeper.

  Her pussy quivers, contracting as her clit bounces up and down under her boss’s tongue as electric pleasure jolts inside of her.

  She moans, her chest heaving as she feels Mr. Locatelli gently pull his fingers out from inside of her, his tongue lapping against her soaking sex as it gives her one last lick.

  He sits up between her legs, moaning as he brings his soaking wet fingers up to his lips. He sucks them into his mouth, licking away all her slick before running his tongue over his lips.

  She sighs, a soft giggle escaping her lips as she feels her boss push back her knees as he positions himself between her legs.

  Presley moans, pressing her palms against Levi’s waist as she feels him thread the head of his stiff cock through her wet pussy lips, dragging it up through her slick and over her clit before pulling it back down to rest at her entrance.

  She gasps as she feels his tip press inside of her, his thick shaft spreading her open as he sinks deeper.

  He quickly pulls out, threading the head of his cock up and down between her pussy lips once more before pushing inside of her again, sinking himself in a little bit deeper.

“Fuck me…” She moans out as she feels her boss begin to rock his hips back and forth.

  She whimpers out quietly as she feels him quicken his pace, listening to his low, gruff moaning as his cock begins to swell inside of her, his meat twitching roughly as his seed squirts against her hot, wet walls.

“Mr. Locatelli…” She moans, panting as she feels her boss slide himself out of her. “Oh, God…”

  He rolls off of her, onto his back beside her and Presley rolls herself onto her side, her cheeks flushing deeply as she feels his cum slowly drip out from between her pussy lips.

“I should get back to work, now, Mr. Locatelli.” She whispers to him, watching as he gently rubs the pads of his fingers over the softening shaft of his cock.