Fall For A Mafia

Meeting place

We finally got outside, he then released my hand. Sadness overwhelmed me as he did that. I felt really confused about my feelings towards this stranger. Yes, he was a really beautiful person, but I see handsome guys every day at work. Why was his own different?

“You just wait here while I drive my car up front. I parked it just down the road,” he stated, looking down at me.

“Yeah, sure, no problem,” I answered as he nodded and left.

While waiting, a young girl came out drunk out of her mind, trying and failing to walk. She kept on rambling a series of cuss words. I had it in me to laugh because she really was out of it.

That was why I did not drink out. I had a very low tolerance. I normally drink in the comfort of my home so I would not make a fool out of myself outside. My friends have told me countless stories of the s**t I do when drunk, most I can’t even remember.

A horn sounded, relieving me of my thoughts. As I looked up, a horn sounded, interrupting my thoughts. I was in awe as I saw a car, and then I recognized Aaron as he rolled down the glass.

Fuck, he must be really rich, I thought to myself.

He came down from his car and walked towards me

“Did I keep you waiting for too long? Sorry, they packed other cars in the front of mine. I had to maneuver, which took quite some time,” he explained calmly.

Fuck! I loved his voice. I don’t think I heard up to 5 words that he said.

“Oh.. no.. no problems,”

He had a smirk on which told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me. I don’t know if I find it sexy or annoying. Something really heightened my feelings with this guy.

“So shall we?” He asked me

I nodded and walked behind him as he pulled the door open for me.

He told me to fasten my seatbelt while he did not fasten his. The ride was quiet, my heart and v****a were thumping. I did not know which beat I should listen to, but it was making my head spin. I needed my bed and ice cream.

“Christina,”

“What? Did you say something?”

“I asked you for your address, so I could put it into the GPS,” He answered amusingly.

“Oh sorry, it’s no.8 Western street. “

“You are an over thinker, aren’t you?” He asked me, still smiling.

Why was he so beautiful? It was not fair.

“Yeah, sorry. I tend to just zone out when I’m with people,” I replied, trying to make myself look smart.

“I’d really love to know what you are thinking of Christina,” he replied, looking at me and then looking back to the road.

The way he said my full name made the feeling in my v****a worse. Never knew I could like my name so much coming from his mouth.

“Trust me, they are a just a bunch of stupid things I’d rather you not knowing,” I responded laughing even though nothing was funny.

“So what’s your relationship with Zeeba?”.

“She’s my sister,” he answered quickly.

“Oh? Wow. But you guys don’t..”

“Mmm, we get that a lot. She’s more like a step? "I was adopted into their family at 16," he replied, avoiding eye contact.

“Oh, I’m... I’m sorry to hear that” fearing I must have touched a sensitive topic. I tried to change it, but he beat me to it.

“It’s fine. I can say it confidently now. It’s been a long time.” He replied, now looking at me and smiling, a sad smile..

I returned the smile and realized the car had stopped moving.

“We are here,” he continued, looking out of the car.

“Oh yeah, thank you for.. for the ride. And tell Zeeba I said nice meeting her and.. yea,” I said, opening the car door.

“You looked really beautiful tonight. And I know coils are running in your head, but just accept the compliment, yeah?” He spoke, smirking.

I don’t know whether it was what he said or the way I felt about him that made tears form in my eyes, but they did. I turned my head so he would not see me crying.

“Yeah, thanks I.. I really appreciate that,” I replied, clearing my voice.

“I know you have things to do but do.. do you .... Err?.”

“Just spit it out Christina” he cut me off, with a smile on his face.

“Do you mind coming in for a bit?” I asked meekly, with my heart in my mouth, afraid he’d say no.

Aaron just looked at me, not saying anything, not showing any emotion on his face. It was making this really hard, and now I was regretting even asking that.

“You know what? Just forget I asked or said anything, well...”

“I’d love to,” he answered, biting his lip, trying not to laugh

“Really??” I replied, smiling for the first time tonight.

“Yes, Christina”. He responded.

We got down from the car and headed to the front of my apartment. It was the apartment I shared with Dora.

Taking the key from my purse, I inserted it and opened the door

The house was too big for just the both of us, but Dora’s parents were very rich and insisted she took it all. She begged me to stay with her and did not like any other person amongst our friends to stay. So we had enough space to do whatever we wanted.

“Welcome to my home,” I stated, while watching him assess the place.

“This place is lit,” he replied, now looking at me.

“Yeah, well, my roommate actually owns the place. I’m just living with her. Her parents are like rich and stuff, so they got this place for her,” I rambled on again. Mentally kicking myself for always talking too much.

Aaron just smiled. His smile makes me weak. I feel giddy inside, knowing I’m the reason for him smiling like that.

“So what can I offer you” I asked clapping my hands together.

“Oh, I’m not staying for long, I still have some business to take care of, so..” He said. “Oh, that’s fine. We can just talk then,” I responded, almost asking him what business he had to do this late at night.

“You want to talk?” He asked like I was out of my mind.

“Yeah, do you have a better idea?” I asked, genuinely curious.

“I have a better idea.” He replied, now walking up to me.

I should have moved. I should have told him to stop walking, to stay where he was. But I stood where I was, not moving, not breathing. Not saying anything, just watching him come to me. All the hairs on my body stood up at our proximity. My heart was thumping in my chest. My hands were clammy. He breathed his mint, vanilla and cigarette scent on me, and I knew I was a goner.

I knew I would let this man do anything he wanted with me right now. My v****a was literally screaming, happy that we would get an action that was not my hands or my vibrator.

“I haven’t been able to get this dress out of my mind. Christina, what are you doing to me?” he whispered

I could not speak. I was sure he could hear how fast my heart was beating. Butterflies were swimming all over my belly. Some would say I was having a panic attack, but one that I enjoyed.

“What do you want Christina” he asked me, his voice now deeper than usual, sending shivers down my spine. He placed hands under my jaw to make eye contact with him.

I still could not speak, praying he would just read my mind and do what he wanted.

“I asked you a question, baby doll, mmmm?” He asked again, now wrapping his hands around my neck, not tightly, but enough to cause me dizziness and to make my p***y throb.

“I.... I want you to... touch me,” I answered.

“Touch you where? Here?” He asked, placing his hands on my boobs.

“Here?” Again on my waist

“Or here,” now on my p***y, which caused me to inhale sharply, biting my lower lip.

“Please touch me everywhere,” I begged. I was so hot all over. I needed him to touch me, and touch me fast, or else I would explode.

“Just because you said please baby” he quickly pushed my panties aside and placed his two fingers on my clit. f**k! I was seeing stars.

“God Christina. You are so wet. You like it rough don’t you” he whispered into my ears rubbing my clit quickly almost making my knees give out.

“Yes. f**k. Oh my God!”. I was almost there. I did not believe he could make me c*m within five minutes, but I was not complaining. It felt amazing even more than my own fingers.

“Fuck.. you look so good, you feel so good. c*m for me, baby doll. I know you can.”

That was it. Upon his approval, I came undone. My vision went white. A loud strangled moan escaped me, one that I had no control over. My toes curled inside my shoes and my legs trembled and shook.

Finally, coming down from the high, I opened my eyes to see Aaron staring at me with hooded eyes and his lips under his teeth. If I did not just c*m, that sight alone could make me.

“Are you okay?” He asked me now smirking.

Before I could answer, his phone rang. He looked at me as saying excuse and brought the phone out of his pocket. Seeing the caller ID must have startled him, because he suddenly looked nervous.

“Is everything okay?” I could not help but ask.

“Umm sure. I just have to leave.”

“Oh.. sure,” I answered, feeling sad.

"Apologies, but it's urgent," he said, assessing my response. I was not giving anything away. I did not want him to feel like he had to stay for me. He could go do his business.

“It’s really fine Aaron. you can leave,”

“Are you sure?” It warmed my heart that he had to ask that.

“Yes, now go. Please,” I replied as I laughed.

He did not know which to do, whether to hug me or kiss me. I helped him by moving in for a hug. With my arms wrapped around him, He became stiff; I kept dragging my arms round his back before he relaxed. He had lots of muscles. He was huge. Clearing his throats made me pull out of the really warm hug.

No more words were exchanged as he smiled and walked out the door, leaving me warm, empty and soaking..