Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7

SAGE

After two hours and more rounds than I can count, I collapse onto Rocco's chest after riding him until we both exploded. I don't know how many loads I have in my ass or how many times my own cock shot off. What I do know is I won't be able to sit normally for at least a month.

Rocco was gentle some of the rounds. For others, he pounded into me so hard, I thought he'd break me in half. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

He wraps his large arms around me, holding me close as he kisses my neck and cheek while I try to catch my breath. His hands drift down to my ass, squeezing hard. When his softened cock slips out of me, Rocco immediately pushes his fingers inside, making sure his come doesn't leak out too fast.

I don't even have the energy to moan anymore. I'm boneless, sated and exhausted. All things I figured I would be by the end of the night when I agreed to play with Rocco.

Are we still playing? Maybe it's just me, but I felt a connection between the two of us that went beyond him just fucking me for the night. Everything was so perfect. It was like we … fit. Like two puzzle pieces. Even though we don't know each other well, our sexual chemistry is explosive. Maybe something could come of that?

I chuckle to myself, shaking my head. Yeah, right. Rocco is this big, bad, dangerous mob boss and I'm a semi broke prospective go-go dancer at one of his clubs. Good sex does not a match made in heaven make.

"What is it?" Rocco asks in a gravelly tone. His voice is just as fucked as mine, what with all his praise and whispering dirty things to me and groaning and grunting. The room was a beautiful cacophony of noises that announced both our pleasures. I want to hear those alluring sounds again and again.

But can I tell him that? He only asked to play with me, not keep me.

Going for broke since I have nothing to lose, I say, "That was amazing. But it wasn't just about the sex. It felt like … more."

His chuckle flows through me and my heart sinks. Yeah, it was just me. He only wanted?—

"I felt that too," he says to my utter surprise. "I thought it was because I haven't had a boy in a long time, and it's been a while since I played." My ears perk up. "But you're right. You fit me, like?—"

"A puzzle piece," I finish for him.

Rocco lifts my head so I'm looking at him, his dark eyes shining. "Yeah, like a puzzle piece. But, Sage, you have to understand. I don't live a fairy tale life. I'm not some fine upstanding citizen that you'll want to take home to mom and dad. I'm on the other side of the law. I?—"

I lean forward and take Rocco's lips in a deep kiss, sliding higher up his chest so I can kiss him like I want. After a few beats, he returns it, his arms tighter around me than they were before.

When I release his lips, I say, "I don't care about that. I care that you want me. I care that you want me to be your boy past tonight."

"I do want you to be my boy past tonight. Be warned, Sage. I'm not letting you go once you tell me you're all in. You'll belong to me forever."

Grinning at his possessiveness, I peck him once on the lips. "Forever might not be long enough."

His serious face splits into a wide smile, his white teeth flashing. "Yeah, okay. Come on, boy," he says, slapping me on the ass. "Let me get you in the tub so you can soak that hole. I'm sure you're going to be sore for a few days."

"More like a week," I grumble without malice. I'm thrilled to be walking funny because my new daddy wanted to own every inch of me, starting with my asshole.

Rocco laughs and how his face lights up makes my heart thud against my rib cage. It's a sharp contrast from the man that shot me a cruel smile earlier tonight.

Before I can take a step, Rocco scoops me into his arms, making me squeal and laugh in delight. Yeah, he might be a dangerous man that probably has a body count, but I'm sure our lives will be just like this.

Setting me on the counter, Rocco gives me a quick kiss and goes to fill the tub with water for us. Despite its size, the jacuzzi tub fills quickly. Rocco takes me in his arms again and steps inside the tub, setting me on his lap.

Sighing, I lean back against him, closing my eyes as his wet hands trail through my hair. Tonight didn't start as I thought it would, what with my car breaking down and not knowing how I would get back home from my audition. But for some reason, Rocco took as much of an interest in me as I did in him, and he took me home. I still don't know if I have a job, but I know I have a daddy that will take care of me and make sure I'm happy and healthy. For now, that's enough.

"Tomorrow," Rocco says, his warm breath drifting over the skin at the back of my neck, "we'll go get some things from your place so you can stay the weekend with me."

"I don't think I can handle another marathon like that," I joke, looking at him over my shoulder. "Give my ass a few days break."

He chuckles. "No, I want to get to know you, Sage. To make sure this is what we both want."

"Okay," I whisper.

"And I'll take a look at your car. If I can't fix it, I'll send it to my mechanic."

"Rocco …" I say, not wanting him to think I want him for what he can give me. I want him because of him.

"I know you're not using me, Sage. It's my job to take care of you. We'll sort everything out this weekend."

Smiling, I turn to him again and kiss him gently. I'll never get enough of kissing this man. Even though my balls are emptier than they've ever been, my dick gets hard just from the press of his lips.

"Okay."

We're quiet for a few beats as Rocco rubs my hole gently, not pushing in, just wanting to touch me. It feels good, so I don't ask him to stop.

"Oh, Sage?" Rocco says with a kiss to the back of my neck. I hum, closing my eyes against the pleasure of his touch and his kiss.

With a smile in his voice, he says, "You're hired."

THE END