Mafia's Baby

Chapter 17: Yukihira

Happy Readings!

She flipped us over, my hands rested against her hips, and I grind her against my hardened d**k. A gasp escaped her, and I flipped us back over, grinding into her. My lips found her neck making her arch her back. I intertwined our fingers, bringing them above her head. I kissed my way to her lips, tugging on her lower lips.

She groaned, her breathing picking up. Bringing her hands together, I held them with one hand, and with the other, I pulled her blouse up. Like a hungry baby, I latch on to her n****e, sucking her already leaking breast milk. It tasted sweet, and I wanted more of it.

"Frost," She moaned out, her waist grinds against me. I released her n****e with a bit of a drool running alongside my mouth. I lifted myself up, quickly unbuttoning my shirt. I pulled her to me, having every intention of taking a shower and f*****g her inside of it. Before I could go any further, a knock came on the door, and I groaned, annoyed. "What?!" I yelled. The distraction was enough for Joycelyn to break away from me. But I wasn't having it.

I grab her wrist pulling her into my embrace. "Es Emilio. Yo! recoger tu maldito teléfono. Está sonando el teléfono de todos(It's Emilio. Yo! Pick up your damn phone. It's ringing everyone's phone)," "¡Estoy ocupado!(I'm busy!)" "No doy joder, maneja tu negocio (I don't give a f**k, handle you business)," I rolled my eyes.

Joycelyn slipped out of my arms again. "Frost, we weren't done talking," I rolled my eyes at her. "I can f**k and talk at the same time," Her mouth hung open, and I resume our position again. Her hands against my chest, and me wanting to taste all of her, leading her to the bathroom.

"Frost! I am serious," "So am I," I licked my lips, the action getting her attention. Something about you, Joycelyn, made my body come alive. Something I didn't feel when I was married.

I turn the shower on, getting it to a warm temperature before pulling both of us underneath. I soap us up, my hands getting familiar with her body, the feel of her skin, the curves of her waist and breast—the few stretch marks she had from giving birth. I went on my knees, placing one leg over my shoulder. I kissed her lips before moving to her thighs. My tongue parted her lips, running over her entrance to her clit. I sucked on her clit. I began a pattern; sucking her clit for a moment, stopping to kiss her inner thighs, licking her entrance. Sticking my tongue inside of her, rolling it around and lapping, before returning to her clit and sucking it.

Soon enough, she was begging me to f**k her. I turned off the shower taking us back to the bed. I kissed her, positioning myself between her legs. I entered her slowly. Her mouth fell open as her hands formed a fit fist next to her head. I entered her fully and groaned at how f*****g tight she is. I cursed, kissing her. I thrust a few times, and her hands shot to my back, her nails grazing against my back.

Her p***y was swallow me whole and strangling it to death. "f**k," I wrapped one hand around her shoulder was the other went around her waist, lifting it. It made her moan loud. The sound is music to my ears.

Another knock came on the door, and it burst open. "Mommy!" Annika came, running, and I quickly pulled out of Joycelyn, pulling the covers over us. Her head tilted to the side as she stood next to the bed. "Why are you two naked? Why was Mr. Meany on mommy? Why was mommy screaming?" Annika gasps before getting on the bed. She ran towards me. She stepped on my throbbing member, making me hiss in pain. If that wasn't enough, her elbow slammed into my stomach.

"Annika!" Joycelyn held her. Annika was laughing. "Aww, I wanna play fight too. It's not fair. But not with my clothes off," She scrunched her tiny noise in disgust. Joycelyn and I looked at each other before we laughed. "Do you think you can go play with Brandon?" I asked her.

"Why are you naked?" She asks again. "We were uhmm..well my clothes got dirty, and Frost was helping me, and his clothes got dirty. Which is why we took them off to dress in clean ones. But I saw a cockroach and scream and bumped into Frost, and we fell on the bed," Wow. And you told her honesty sets you free.

Annika's laugh is adorable and contagious. "Silly, mommy! Uncle Peter said cockroaches are more afraid of us than we are of them," Uncle Peter? "Who's Peter?"

Joycelyn doesn't answer. "What does he know? He's afraid of spiders!" She tickles Annika. "Go back downstairs. We'll be down in a minute," "Okay!" She gets down and runs out of the bedroom, shutting it down. They both ignored me. One is a gem who might very well have me wrapped around her finger. While the other is still a mystery - a deadly one I might fall for. Both are beautiful.

I rolled over, pulling Joycelyn into me. But another knock came on the door. "If it's Annika again. I'm locking her in her room," Joycelyn laughs getting up and putting her clothes on. I slipped on sweats and a simple v-neck white shirt. I open the door to find Julio. An instant frown taking over my features.

"What?" I ask, raising a brow. "Don't get an attitude. Not my fault you didn't buss a nut," I tugged him towards me and slapped the back of his neck. "Jesus, you're like a f*****g brute," I was ready to slap him again, this time harder. "Ei! No mas!" "Then talk," I told him.

"One second, we talk too much, and the next, you want us to talk. Can't you make up your mind," I tugged him again, slapping the back of his neck hard. I walked past him, heading downstairs. "He got a phone call," he finally says

Is about time.

"And bro," Julio leaned in. "Fix your print or wear a longer f*****g shirt," I groaned.