All Chapters of The Mafia's Boy Toy: Chapter 201 - Chapter 209

Lucas;“There are better forms of apologies that I would accept.”Sal’s words kept replaying in my head, and as… dirty-minded as it may make me seem… I actually spent the past few minutes in the bathroom not only showering, but prepping myself. I mean… nothing might happen tonight. Not that I don’t mind if anything happens, though. Sal might just have said that in passing. And yes, I do want stuff to happen tonight.I… want to have sex with them. I don’t know how it’s going to be.I mean, I had threesomes before, but it’s never involved my emotions before. I'm excited, hopeful, but scared at the same time. I’ve been standing in front of the door for about three minutes.If stuff happens tonight, I’ll be glad. And if it doesn’t happen, well… maybe it’ll be for the best? I… I don’t…“Lucas?” David’s voice calls from outside, and I jolt out of my thoughts.“Y…yeah?” “Are you almost done? I want to take a shower.” His voice calls again, and I swallow.“Y…yeah, I was just on my way o

Lucas;It feels like I'm being pulled under a spell... A dangerously relaxing spell.A spell that wards off reason from my mind, leaving behind one thing. Desire.Feral, animalistic…. Raw desire.I feel Sal’s lips and tongue move behind me, and every flick of his tongue and move of his lips destroys the last bits of strength I have.And the fact… the fact that David is watching doesn’t make it any easier. I turn to him, and the fascinated look in his wide eyes as he stares at Sal and me, and the way his hand has crept under his towel and is moving so discreetly.“Ah, fuck…” I moan as I collapse onto the bed. I take my hands behind me and hold my bum wider apart. Sal swipes his tongue over my entrance again, and I almost curl into a ball of pleasure. My hand finds his head, and as my fingers bury themselves in his hair, my eyes find David.With my gaze stuck on him, I press Sal’s face further into myself, and he groans in approval as he starts fucking me with his tongue. David’s c

David;My heart pounds nonstop in my chest as I feel Lucas reach deeper into me. Each thrust hits that sweet spot that sends delectable shivers up my spine, and pleasure pools at the bottom of my stomach as he continuously rams in and out of me. “I’m cumming!!” I scream, unable to hold it in anymore. Lucas, however, doesn’t stop. My eyes roll so far back into my head as cum escapes me. I feel Lucas’s thrust quicken, and I can tell that he’s close, too. He grabs my hair and yanks my head back as he kisses and bites my neck. I moan as our lips connect. He soon breaks the kiss, and his grip on my hair tightens. The pain from his grip adds a tantalising sprinkle of spice, and goosebumps rise all over me as I feel his hot sperm shoot into me. He slumps over me, and I listen to him pant in my ear. I chulke softly, and he joins in. Is it weird that I want more?I feel Sal stop moving behind Sal, but I’m too spent to turn back to look at them. The weight behind me reduces, and I insti

Mrs. Lana;Wow! What are these?” Vanessa questions as soon as I set my plate in front of her, and I smile at her. “Egg muffins,” I reply, and she stares up at me with an impressed smile. “You made them in a muffin tray, so the omelettes come out like this?” She questions as she picks one of the muffins up to look at, and I grin as I nod. She’s so bright!I watch as she picks up a slice of toast and starts eating.“David, Mr. Sal and Huby would like this. Did you save some for them??” She then asks while kicking her feet, and my heart falls.I’ve been trying not to think much about them all morning, but I can’t help it. I’m worried out of my mind! “Did they tell you when they’ll be back?” Vanessa asks me again for the hundredth time his morning, and I let out a breath.“No, dear. They didn’t tell me, but I suspect they would be back soon.” I reply, and she nods as she stuffs her mouth with the omelettes she vehemently requested for this morning.I stare at her purple beanie, and I

David;“Ah, that’s… nice. But there’s no need for that now. This is a private discussion, David.” He replies, and I raise a brow.Sal’s eyes flick to me for a brief second… a brief, unreadable glance, and then he looks back at his uncle. “Oh, no, Uncle. Whatever you have to say, you can say in front of David.” He replies, and I battle in everything to swallow the pride and smile that consumes me at the words. I can tell that catches Aldo off guard, and his eyes widen as he looks back up at me, and I smile at him. Then he looks back at Sal.“I don’t think…” He begins, but Sal cuts him off, like it’s not a topic for discussion.“He’s my assistant,” Sal states with no room for argument, and the look Aldo gives me after that is venomous… hateful.It makes my skin crawl.He looks away from me and carries on, anyway… like he’s trying to reconnect to whatever… act he was putting on just a little while ago.“Then your assistant will understand I’m suggesting something in your best interest