The Mafia Boss's Secret Baby Mama

Eliana's POV Asa slowly pulls out of me. The sensation leaving a lingering ache that made me bite my lip and moan softly. I sat leaning back against the leather, trying to steady my breath and he exhaled heavily beside me, letting his fingers brush along my thigh one last time before shifting to tug his trousers up, sliding the zipper with a rough flick of his wrist. I moved to adjust myself, slipping my panties back on, my heart still hammering. The quiet of the car amplified our breaths as we both momentarily rested to regain strength. "Is it okay if you drop me home?" I asked after finally catching my breath, brushing a strand of damp hair from my face. "If that's what you want," he said with a gentle smile. "It is." I nodded without hesitation. We both moved from the back seat and went forward. Finally, he turned on the car, and put on a soft music to ease the atmosphere. And I allowed the cold breeze of the AC cool me off. God I needed this. When we reached my apartment, I invited him in and he accepted and entered. "Would you like a drink?" I said, morning towards my small kitchen. "I can get you some water." "I would like that." He said in response. I poured a glass of water from the fridge and handed it to him. He accepted it, swallowing every drop like he had been thirsty for three days. Once the glass was empty, he set it down, letting out a deep sigh of satisfaction. "Refreshing?" I asked with a smile teasingly. He didn't answer my words, instead he looked me straight in the eyes with a smirk and closed the space between us. My back hit the fridge as he kissed me again. I moaned into him as I started feeling myself get horny again. I let my hands wander over his shoulders, gripping lightly. I could feel the hard press of his d**k push through his trousers. Our kiss grew urgent, a wordless conversation that spoke louder than anything else. I felt him nudge me gently toward the hallway, lips never leaving mine, until the bedroom door loomed ahead. Our clothes dropped one after the other along the way. His shirt was tossed carelessly onto the chair, my dress slipped from my shoulders until only my bra and panties remained. I pressed my breast against him instinctively as his hands traced my back, teasing over the edges of my bra, down to the curve of my spine. "Not yet," he whispered softly, almost as if testing me, but the growl underneath his words betrayed him. Laying on the bed, he finally pulled back just enough to tug my panties to the side. His fingers brushed over my p***y lightly rubbing my cl*t before his hard d**k slid inside me. I let out a loud moan, arching into him. His thrust was slow at first, letting me feel every inch of him as he thrust deep inside me, reaching the very end. "Faster..." I whispered with a moan. Without breaking eye contact, he positioned himself, pressing against me. The tip of his d**k nudged at the spot where I needed him most, and with a sharp inhale, I felt his thrust deepen as he slid in and out of me, going faster with each thrust. I moaned loudly, gripping his arms, wrapping my legs tightly around his waist. I didn't want to let him go. "I'm... about to c*m." he groaned, as he thrust deep inside me. He buried his face in my shoulder for a moment, biting me softly, and then with one final shuddering thrust, he quickly pulled out as he let go, spilling over me. The release was intense. I could feel him trembling slightly as he laid on top of me, holding me as we both caught our breath. A small laugh escaped us both moments after. "What a mess." He said, looking down on his spill over my belly. "Got a tissue?" he asked. "Yeah." I answered still in amusement, pointing toward the bathroom. He moved with fluid grace, retrieving what he needed, and he wiped the sperm off my belly, while making sure I was comfortable. Then he slid off, putting his clothes back on, while I adjusted my bra and panties. My cheeks were flushed and my heart was pounding. "I just finished having sex with a total stranger." I said to myself. "I wish I could stay a little longer," he said, while leaning against the doorway. "But I have some... business to attend to tonight." "I understand." I said with a nod, while biting my lip, though I wanted more. "Will I see you again?" I asked, hesitant but honest. With a smirk, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small card. Only his name and a number were printed boldly on it. No address, no other detail. He handed it to me, and the faint scent of coffee and chocolate drifted up as I took it, pressing it to my lips unconsciously. Without another word, he stepped toward the door and left. I watched him leave, and then slowly sank onto the bed, card clutched in my hand. I lay back, legs stretched out, still putting on my panties and bra, fingers brushing the smooth paper as memories of him and everything we just did replayed in my mind. "Oh sh*t." I said suddenly out loud as I remembered I had left Sophia and Juliette at the club. I quickly reached for my phone with the thought of calling them to let them know I was home. I opened our group chat and left a short. "Girls, don't hate me. I've gone home." I waited to see if either of them would respond but none of them did. What in the world could they be doing?