[BL] The Mafia Boss Wants My Body

Chapter 208: The Only Man That Satisfies Me

He pounded deeper, the wet, slurping sounds of friction filling the space as the lubricant worked between them. Adrian trembled, entirely at the mercy of the relentless rhythm. "Fuck me, daddy... please don’t stop. Fuck me until I can’t walk."

Matteo’s grip on his hands tightened. "I don’t want you to be able to sit or walk tomorrow morning. I want to carry you to do everything."

"Yes, baby... Take me, daddy... ahhh! I’m yours," Adrian cried out.

Matteo looked down at the view below him as he thrust deeper, his dark eyes darkening further. "I love your ass, baby. It’s so fucking sexy. Not just this, but everything about you is absolutely beautiful."

Adrian gripped the wrinkled bedsheets tightly as Matteo momentarily freed his hands. "Baby, fuck me... go deeper." He closed his eyes, completely consumed by the heavy, thick sensation of Matteo filling him to the absolute limit.

Matteo gripped Adrian’s waist with both hands, anchoring him before delivering another brutal, bottoming-out pound.

"Ah!" Adrian gasped sharply.

"Baby, please... faster," Adrian begged, his voice breaking.

Matteo let go of his waist for a split second to pull Adrian’s head back by his hair, exposing his throat as he resumed the heavy slamming. The wet sounds and the raw friction of skin against skin grew louder, matching the desperate, needy groans escaping Adrian’s lips.

"Yes, baby... just like that. Ah, daddy, fuck!"

"We are going to do this all day and all night, right?" Matteo panted, his pace turning frantic.

"Yes, baby... yes!" Adrian murmured.

"Do you love my cock inside you while I slam into you like this?" Matteo demanded, pushing his hips forward in a rapid, bruising cadence.

"Yes, baby... nghh, I love you... I love your cock so much."

"Tell me how it feels inside you," Matteo commanded, wanting to hear the dirty praise.

Adrian let out a broken groan, his head shaking against the mattress. "It feels so thick... so hot... ah! It’s filling me up completely, stretching me so good, daddy..."

Matteo smiled darkly at the praise, his heart hammering. "I love you so much, Adrian."

"I love you more, Matteo... oh, god!"

Matteo suddenly shifted their position. Rolling onto his back, he pulled Adrian down with him until they were both lying against the mattress.

Adrian settled between Matteo’s legs, his back pressed firmly against Matteo’s chest. Instead of facing each other, they now faced the same direction, with Adrian looking toward the wall while Matteo held him close from behind.

Matteo carefully hoisted both of Adrian’s legs into the air, draping them up before slowly guiding his hard cock back into the tight, wet heat.

Holding Adrian by his thighs, Matteo began to pound upward with a faster, sharper rhythm.

"Yes, baby... Right there," Adrian moaned, his body moving in perfect sync with the upward thrusts. He reached down, wrapping his own fingers around his throbbing cock, and began to stroke himself while Matteo slammed into him from below.

The frantic slap, slap of skin against skin filled the room once more.

Adrian screamed out as the dual stimulation pushed him straight toward the edge. Watching his boyfriend unravel, Matteo groaned, "Baby, I’m close."

Matteo reached around, covering Adrian’s hand with his own larger, calloused palm, and took over the strokes, pumping Adrian’s cock rapidly while his hips maintained the punishing pace underneath.

"Yeah, fuck... baby, please fuck me!" Adrian screamed, his voice hoarse. He spread his legs as wide as possible over Matteo’s.

Adrian grabbed his cock again alongside Matteo’s hand as a massive, heavy slam hit his sweet spot with pinpoint accuracy.

Adrian hit his orgasm instantly, his entire body shaking violently. "Baby, I’m cumming! Fuck me!" he screamed, his voice cracking.

Matteo didn’t slow down; he pushed even harder, repeatedly striking the pulsing nerve inside until Adrian shot thick ropes of sperm all over his stomach and chest.

Adrian shook uncontrollably under the continuous pounding, his vision going white as he emptied every drop of his release.

Driven over the edge by Adrian’s tight, clamping contractions, Matteo delivered a few more deep, desperate lunges. He hit the very depths of Adrian’s wet sweet spot, letting out a loud, guttural cry as his own release exploded inside. "Fuck, Adrian... you will be the absolute end of me."

Adrian unconsciously rolled his hips, twisting slightly against the shaft to help Matteo wring out every last drop of the thick, burning fluid. Once the pulsing finally stopped, Matteo collapsed heavily against the pillows, his chest heaving as he fought for breath. He kept his length buried inside the warm, leaking entrance for a long minute before slowly pulling out with a wet, sticky sound.

Matteo immediately turned Adrian around so they were facing each other, wrapping his arms around his waist and pulling him into a deep kiss. He captured Adrian’s swollen lips, tasting the salt of their sweat and the rawness of their desire before finally pulling back.

Matteo gently pulled Adrian’s head onto his bare chest, reaching down to yank the heavy duvet over their naked, spent bodies.

They lay in silence for a while, both catching their breath.

Matteo gently rubbed Adrian’s back, soothing him with slow, comforting strokes before finally speaking.

"Do you love it?" Matteo whispered, his fingers tracing soothing circles across Adrian’s back.

Adrian smiled weakly against his skin, his eyelids incredibly heavy. "Yes, baby... I love it so much. You’re so good... and so strong."

Matteo chuckled, a dark, playful glint returning to his eyes. "I’m not tired at all. We can go again right now if you want."

Adrian let out a tired laugh, swatting his chest weakly. "I know you’re a beast, but I need to rest for a little while first."

"It’s okay, I’m not rushing you," Matteo murmured, kissing the top of his head. "We have all the time in the world. Thank you, baby, for taking me so beautifully."

"You’re welcome... and thank you for giving me the best princess treatment, too," Adrian whispered back.

Matteo smiled, pulling Adrian even tighter against his side, basking in the peaceful afterglow.

After a long, comfortable silence, Adrian broke the quiet, his voice dropping into a serious, hesitant tone. "Baby?"

Matteo shifted slightly, resting his chin on Adrian’s head. "Yes, love?"

Adrian raised his head from Matteo’s chest, his eyes locking onto his boyfriend’s face with a quiet curiosity. "Baby... can I ask you a question?"

"Sure," Matteo replied instantly, his tone gentle. "You can ask me absolutely anything."

Adrian hesitated for a moment, tracing a finger over the muscles of Matteo’s chest. "In the past... why did you always use drugs before sex? And why are you still taking them? I know you’ve always been incredibly careful around me when it comes to that stuff, but... can I ask why? And when will you stop? Can you even stop, or..."

Matteo interrupted him gently, placing a soft finger over Adrian’s lips to stop the anxious spiral. His expression remained calm and completely open. "It’s okay, baby. I will answer your questions. Let’s just take them one after the other, okay?"

Adrian nodded quietly, resting his chin back down on his hands. "Okay, baby."

Matteo took a slow breath, staring up at the ceiling as he gathered his thoughts. "Firstly... you asked why I used drugs to have sex in the past."

Adrian shifted slightly where he lay on top of Matteo, tracing a finger over the muscles of his chest. "Yes, baby. Because you’re naturally so good and strong, I just need to know why."

Matteo looked down at him, his expression softening.

"Alright. In the past, I tried to enjoy sex naturally, but it never worked. I knew I was attracted to men, but I couldn’t actually enjoy sleeping with them unless I was high. The drugs were the only way I could numb myself enough to get through it and feel something."

He paused, a flicker of genuine vulnerability crossing his face.

"The first time I slept with you, my instinct was to use something. But then I realized you had never done anything like that before. I was terrified of hurting you, and even more terrified that you wouldn’t come back to me. So I forced myself to stay clean and did everything I could to be gentle."

"And for the first time in my life, I actually enjoyed it. I felt satisfied without drugs. That’s when I realized it was different with you. It made me want more—not just sex, but all of you. Your time, your attention, your smile, your voice... everything."

Adrian listened intently, his eyes locked onto Matteo’s.

"That’s when I finally understood," Matteo continued, a small, breathless laugh escaping him. "It’s not that I’m incapable of enjoying sex without drugs. I just discovered I never loved any of them enough to feel satisfied without using drugs. I didn’t care about them, and I wasn’t careful with them.

"But with you? I love you. I want to be careful with you. I want to protect you, and because of that, I actually enjoy every single moment. I feel completely satisfied with what we do."

Adrian nodded slowly.

"Oh... that actually makes sense. I understand now."

After a brief pause, he looked up at Matteo.

"So... can you stop taking drugs now?"

Matteo was quiet for a moment.

"Do you want me to be honest with you?"

"Yes, baby," Adrian urged gently.

Matteo leaned down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to Adrian’s lips before pulling back just enough to look him in the eye. "The honest answer is...