Taken By The Mafia Lord

Warm lips sealed over his and pushed against it and Elijah froze up as if the world had ended. What was going on here? He could feel her moist, plump lips pressing against his own as she kissed him. The kiss was tentative as if she was confused about whether to go on or just stop the whole dumb thing.

And she did stop, taking a step back.

Adele pushed her hair to the back of her ear, looking up at him unsure,

"I know we agreed not to do this again, but I just thought...." She shrugged, "Maybe you needed a bigger distraction."

Elijah simply stared at her without saying a word. He had always been a fan of strong, bold women and he had to admit that she won him over with that kiss.

"Please say something," Adele shifted uncomfortably on her heels. Aziz just stood there like a robot, blinking at her. Did he even hear what she said or has his mind floated away to God knows where? God damn it, she shouldn't have come on too strong.

"I don't need to say anything,"

"What?" Adele had no idea what she meant by that.

And the next, his hand was in her hair as he pushed her face up to him and kissed her. A small gasp left her mouth but he swallowed it, pushing her against the counter as the edge dug into her back while pressing their bodies together as if he wanted to meld them into one.

He tasted of alcohol and Aziz made sure to give her a good taste of it as his tongue plunged into her mouth and explored the depth. The kiss was gentle and passionate at first until the heat increased and it became hard and full of desire.

Adele moaned when he pulled her impossibly closer, her breast flattening completely against his chest and they might as well be naked because she could feel every inch of his body, including the hard muscles that she desperately wanted to run her hands over and his strong erection poking into her guts right now. He was drunk and horny.

Elijah's hands were all over her body, finally resting on her bottom and squeezing her ass cheek hard against his erection, a grunt leaving his throat. He crushed her lips with his, the heat between them increasing while her clit pulsated with pleasure, her panty soaking with her wetness. She was horny as well.

They both parted, their breaths coming in gasps and deep heaving while Adele stared at him wide-eyed, what has she done. Elijah saw the conflict in her eyes and smiled wryly.

"You get it now? The kind of distraction I need and I don't think you can handle it." He could see the hesitation in her eyes.

Adele looked at him, of course, she knew what he was asking for, she was not a kid anymore. He wanted no strings attached sex and she wasn't exactly a fan of that. Moreover, this was Aziz, a man she suspected of having ulterior motives around her sister. But then, the same man threw away his life to save hers. He seriously can't be that bad. Not to mention that she had a feeling he was good at what she does.

Moreover, it was just sex, and just like him, she wanted no strings attached to it neither was she saving her virginity for marriage. If she was going to lose it, it better be with someone who knows what he's doing - and trusted. And she was not the one to run from a challenge. This would be their little secret and she would as hell enjoy it.

So without a second thought, Adele took off her blouse and stood straight, "Who said I can't handle it?" She stood up to his challenge.

Elijah looked like someone just slapped him on the face. He was shocked, never expecting that she would rise to the occasion. The boldness alone was enough to turn him on and his dick had hardened in his pants.

His heated gaze then lowered to look at her white bra cupping the fine swell of her breast. She wasn't exactly endeared in the breast department but he sure loved her nipples poking against the material, it was seducing.

So he leaned closer and then lowering his head, took the nipple through the bra into his mouth and she cried out, throwing her head back. He kissed the material, wetting it with his saliva and making the outline more defined before taking her nipple fully into his mouth and sucked.

Her moans were like sweet music to his ears, egging him on as he continued to suck harder, biting through the material and sending her a jolt of pleasure that made her core drip wetness while squeezing the other breast and watching the way it puckered against the bra.

He broke apart and kissed her shoulder, moving up to her neck which she tilted back to give him more access before kissing up to her ears, nipping her earlobe, and then whispered, "You sure you want to do this?"

Adele stared up at him through hooded eyes. It should scare her that she was totally defenseless and under his control, but she wanted it that way. She was so tired of being watchful and in control all the time and for once, she wanted to lose control. She wanted to lose herself in this feeling he elicited inside of her.

"God damn yes," She breathed, grinding her hips against him.

"Good decision," Elijah murmured against her skin, his hands moving to her pants.

He was playing with fire, Elijah knew. He was trying to have sex with the cousin of the man who took away his girlfriend? This would be seen as a form of retaliation from others' points of view. But only he knew this was his distraction today and perhaps, a dark part of him saw it as a form of revenge as well. What would Marcel do when he heard he fucked his beloved cousin and second in command?