His Mafia Prince
Chapter 209: Kiss It Better

Chapter 209: Kiss It Better

(WESLEY)

Jericho comes over to me and sits at the edge of the bed. He takes my hand and raises it to his lips. "How are you feeling?"

"I’m okay. I think it was just the stress of Sasha yelling at me and Miles. They looked so angry. It rattled me." I feel my chest fluff as I look at Jericho, knowing that he is mine. "Get in the bed with me." I motion at the space beside me.

"Yeah?" he smiles.

"Yes." I suck in my bottom lip.

"You don’t have to ask me twice." He says seductively as he moves around the bed. "Can I kiss you now?"

"Yes please." I whisper.

He holds my face then smiles at me happily as he gives me what I crave. He kisses me. Soft sensual kisses that don’t overwhelm me. Just the right pressure and suction. He occasionally pulls away and looks into my eyes then goes in to deepen the kiss as it grows fierce slowly. I moan softly, a sound of relief and longing that I know drives him crazy.

His hands drop to my hips and hook the band of my boxer briefs, but he does nothing more. "W...why did you stop?"

"May I?" he tugs on the fabric slightly.

" Like you even need to ask."

"I’ll always ask." He murmurs and presses soft kisses on my hip bone and moves inward as he drags the boxer briefs down my legs, leaving a gentle trail across from my groin to the top of my thigh. "You’re mine, but I’ll always want to get permission." He peels them off the rest of the way then throws them to the floor. He drags me a little lower and spreads my thighs open, reclining my back with a pillow and giving me and him better access and view.

He holds my gaze for a moment, maybe to find out whether I’m on board then proceeds to run his hands all over my body, appreciating the sight beneath him. My cock is on its way to being hard, but he can’t wait any longer. So, he sucks me into his mouth and slides all the way down.

"Oh, fuck..." I whimper, handling my hips up and thrusting slowly, my cock continuing to harden slowly in his tongue.

He gently pulls back, maintaining the suction until he releases my cock with a pop then grips the base of my shaft, slaps the tip of his tongue a couple of times. I hiss unintelligible things and suck in my bottom lip, gripping the comforter.

He takes me into his mouth again then slowly slides up and down, from the root to the tip and back. He sucks my cock so earnestly that it earns him a moan and another shove of my hips.

His hands drift up my body again as he licks and swirls his tongue along my dick, wrapping my wrists and bringing my hands to his hair. My fingers splay and tighten enough to cause a little flare of pain that I’m certain sends tingles of pleasure all over his body. From the way he reacts, I can tell that he wants more, and I want more too.

He pulls back gently and flicks his tongue on the underside my cock then gazes up then gazes up at me. "You want to fuck my throat?"

I nod quickly. "Yes, but I don’t want to hurt you?"

"You won’t." he assures me then licks a stripe from my balls to tip then swallows me eagerly."

"Oh...shit." My hands seize his hair and hold Jericho’s head in place with his nose buried deep in the thatch of hair above my cock, inhaling my lingering scent of soap and slick of my arousal. Once I get over the shock, I release the pressure but not the hold of his hair and I tentatively begin to thrust into his mouth.

He moans sweetly around my cock, thrilled that I’m doing what I actually wanted to do. What I said I wanted. He is happy giving himself to me, his throat. He keeps it relaxed for me, giving me the space to invade him further.

"Oh God...Jer― fuck!" I thrust into his throat harder, inadvertently making him gag. His hands fly to mine, keeping them tangled in his hair and my cock right where it is, even though my hips stutter with reluctance.

I’m sure that if he were able to speak, he would will me to go further. As it is, in my current position I can only meet his concerned gaze and hope that it reassured me and told me all that I needed to know. He looks as though I’m suffocating him, so, to convince me, he takes my dick all the way in and swallows around me.

"Shit...baby that feels amazing. But do you really want me to keep going?" I ask with a groan as I roll my hips upwards. He backs out softly, sucking my length all the way to my crown. My cock pops free and he sucks in a gulp of air, wiping the saliva on his chin and stroking me with it.

"I want to please you. I want you to do what makes you feel good." He replies breathily.

Even though he wants me to do what pleases me, I’m still hesitant, almost like I’m ashamed to go for what I want. So, he goes back to kissing my crown, sucking it along with my length as he waits for me to formulate a request.

"I...I want," my eyelids close when he grips my cock and rubs his thumb on the slit of my crown, spreading my precum everywhere as he mixes it with his own spit. My asshole spurts with slick. My eyes slowly open, meeting Jericho’s with so much lust that he has to pinch the tip of his own cock to stop him from coming on the spot.

"I want to come on your throat." I finally say.

He can’t help but chuckle as he leans up and kisses me again. "Such an easy request, baby."

My brow furrows as he kisses my crown again and resumes stroking my cock. I slide my hands into his hair and cup the back of his head, keeping him close so that he can kiss me harder, deeper and longer until he pulls away panting.

Jericho returns his full attention to my cock and sucks my crown as he strokes my shaft, not necessarily hard or fast, but more like a steady climb before the ultimate release. I let out tortured moans, breathing heavily and squirming as I tug harder on his hair. I knew that I was close as soon as it started.

To make sure that I don’t tremble out of my sanity, he runs his free hand over my chest and holds me there.

"Oh fuck...Jericho...I’m so close. I’m so close. I want...I want to come."

He groans around my cock , trying to accommodate me quickly. Part of me thinks that he is doing that because I used the word ’want’ specifically. And he wants to give me what I want.

He strokes harder, wanting to give me an orgasm as desperate for. As soon as my body begins to tighten, I bury my hand into his hair and push his head down. He lets go of my shaft and sinks all the way to the root. My cock throbs as I release the first spurt of my load at the back of his throat. I whimper, abs spasming with each pulse until they finally taper off and I finally relax.

Jericho pulls off me slowly and swallows the rest before standing up. I stare at him with a dreamy expression on my face.

"Baby, you’re out of this world." I say breathily.

He smiles. "And I’m not done with you yet."

We begin to kiss again and he lays on top of me. Like he didn’t just make me come, more slick spurts out of my ass. I suck on his tongue tenderly when I feel two of his fingers push into my rim.

He finger fucks me and I moan into his mouth. He watches me intently, his gaze glittery with lust. I guess it is weird being watched as I wiggle and moan on how his fingers probe my ass. But I know from experience that watching me get turned on turns him on more. He mounts me quickly.

I part my thighs wider, and he pushes his cock inside me, we groan and our mouths join, enjoying dirty kisses with lots of tongue. I like how he tastes, and I like my taste on his tongue. I love being fucked by my alpha. It is the most delirious, sensual experience that I have ever felt. His thick cock fills me full, and the way me moves into me slowly then fast makes me see fucking stars.

"I love you. " He whispers with a shaky voice as he thrusts harder into me. "I love you, Wesley. Don’t ever leave me again. Please. Please."

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