[BL] The Mafia Boss Wants My Body

Chapter 259: Chapter 259: Please Fuck &Ruin Me, Daddy

Adrian stared at him for a long moment before letting out an incredulous laugh.

"You can’t be serious."

Matteo shrugged, looking far too pleased with himself.

"I’m completely serious."

Adrian shook his head, still laughing, and gave Matteo’s cheek a light pinch.

"You’re impossible."

Matteo’s expression shifted, his gaze darkening into a deadpan, entirely earnest stare. "I’m being serious here, Rian."

Adrian’s laughter died down, replaced by a stunned silence. He stared up at the man straddling his waist, completely caught off guard, his mind racing as he tried to process the reality of the offer. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

Matteo tilted his head, watching the conflict play out across Adrian’s face. "What? You don’t want to top me?"

"It’s not that I don’t want to," Adrian stammered, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. "It’s just..."

"You don’t think you’re strong enough?" Matteo challenged softly, a teasing glint in his eyes.

"No, that’s not it," Adrian replied quickly, defensive pride flaring. "But Matteo... look at you. You’re physically bigger than me. You’re taller, you have broader shoulders. Isn’t the rule supposed to be that the bigger one tops and the smaller one bottoms?"

Matteo let out a soft huff of amusement. "Where exactly did you hear that?"

"That’s just how it’s supposed to be!" Adrian insisted, his hands gesturing vaguely between their bodies. "You have a big frame, huge hands, and... well, a huge dick. You tower over me. I’m smaller compared to you, and—"

"But you once told me you wanted to top me," Matteo interrupted smoothly, reminding him of a past confession.

Adrian’s gaze instinctively dropped down to look between their laps, checking the stark difference. Matteo’s eyes followed his line of sight. Adrian sighed, looking back up. "My size is literally not as big as yours, Matteo."

"Your size is absolutely perfect," Matteo murmured, his tone dropping into a low, reassuring register. "You are thick and you are more than big enough. Look at it this way, my body matches my size, which makes it perfect. Your body matches your size, which also makes it perfect. What, do you want your dick to be bigger than your actual frame?"

"No," Adrian muttered, rolling his eyes at the logic.

"But tonight... I’m not ready for that. You’ve already prepared me, and honestly, I want you inside me. I can top you when I’m actually prepared for it, but not right now when I’m literally lying here waiting for your cock."

Matteo’s lips curved into a wide, triumphant smile as he looked down at him.

"Don’t you dare smile at me like that," Adrian snapped playfully, his fingers digging into Matteo’s sides. "And don’t you dare think I’m weak, either. I am more than strong enough to make you cry and beg for mercy under me."

Matteo’s smile turned predatory, his thumb tracing Adrian’s hip. "Then you should prove it, baby, don’t just talk about it."

"Whatever," Adrian huffed, pulling Matteo down by the back of his neck to shut him up. "Not tonight."

Matteo chuckled against his lips, his heart swelling with a deep, contented warmth. "Alright, baby. Whatever you want."

Matteo instantly caught Adrian’s lips again, crashing their mouths together to bring the erotic mood back to full life.

The kiss was no longer just sweet; it was a commanding, possessive invasion.

Matteo parted Adrian’s lips with a demanding swipe of his tongue, sliding deep inside the warmth of his mouth.

Adrian met him with equal fervor, his tongue tangling and pushing back, their breathing immediately turning ragged and loud. The slick, wet friction of their lips meeting sent a fresh surge of heat straight down to their loins, instantly reviving the thick tension in the room.

By the time Matteo slowly broke the kiss, a string of saliva stretched and parted between their swollen lips. Both of them were completely rock-hard again, pulsing with an unbearable need.

Matteo shifted down between Adrian’s thighs, his dark eyes fixed on his prize.

He gently spread Adrian’s legs wide apart, exposing the beautifully flushed skin of his inner thighs and the tight, puckered entrance that was still glistening and dripping with the saliva from the fingering.

Looking straight into Adrian’s dazed eyes, Matteo wrapped his large hand around his own thick length.

He gave himself a few long, intense strokes, pulling the skin tight until he was fully erect, veins bulging against the dark heat of his dick. Matteo then pooled a generous amount of his own wet saliva into his palm and thoroughly coated his length, making it slick and gleaming under the dim lights.

He raised Adrian’s legs, slipping his strong arms underneath Adrian’s knees to pin them up high toward his chest, widening the entrance completely and leaving Adrian completely open and vulnerable beneath him. Matteo pressed the blunt, wet head of his cock directly against the tight rim.

Adrian gasped at the searing contact, his hands instantly clutching the bedsheets.

"Baby..." Adrian whimpered, his hips twitching.

Matteo didn’t hesitate. He slowly pushed forward, letting the slick head pop through the tight ring, burying himself halfway inside the tight, melting warmth.

Adrian’s eyes widened, a sharp breath catching in his throat as his internal walls clamped down hard around the thick intrusion. But before Adrian could even fully process the stretch, Matteo gripped his hips firmly, leaned his weight forward, and sank the rest of his length inside with two powerful, deep thrusts that buried him balls-deep.

Adrian’s head slammed back into the pillows, his mouth opening in a loud, undone cry of pure, agonizing pleasure. His entire body arched off the mattress, his chest heaving as the thick, stretching fullness filled him, hitting his deepest sensation.

Tears of overwhelming pleasure leaked from the corners of his eyes, his fingers clawing desperately at Matteo’s shoulders as his muscles pulsed violently around the heavy shaft.

Matteo held himself perfectly still, buried deeply within him, his muscles trembling as he gave Adrian a long moment to fully adjust to the big size he had missed for two months.

He leaned down, kissed Adrian’s cheeks, and whispered praise into his ear until Adrian’s tight grip slowly relaxed and his hips settled heavily against the mattress, fully stretched, filled, and ready for the slow, torturous rhythm to begin.

Slowly, Matteo began to move inside Adrian.

He pulled Adrian close against his neck, pacing himself with gentle, tentative thrusts. He was being incredibly careful, trying to shield Adrian from any unnecessary strain, but Adrian’s hunger ran far deeper than Matteo’s cautious restraint.

Desperate for the intense, consuming friction he had been denied for months, Adrian reached up, wrapping his hands tightly in Matteo’s dark hair to pull his head down. Leaning close to Matteo’s ear, he whispered raggedly, "Please fuck me... go deeper."

Matteo pulled back slightly to look down at him, his dark eyes searching Adrian’s gaze. Adrian met his eyes with fierce determination. "Please fuck me."

With that permission, the last of Matteo’s restraints snapped. He pinned Adrian’s legs up higher, his grip tightening as he began to move faster, slamming into him with a relentless, driving pace.

Adrian let out a breathless moan. "Yes, baby... just like that."

Then, without warning, Matteo drove in completely, a sudden, powerful thrust burying him deeper than before. The force of the impact struck the raw, vulnerable sensitivity of Adrian’s internal cramp, causing him to let out a sharp scream of sudden pain rather than pleasure.

He immediately bit his lip, trying desperately to swallow the sound so Matteo wouldn’t hear him, his breath catching as he gasped out a choked, "My stomach..."

But Matteo caught the sound instantly. He froze mid-stroke, his chest heaving as he looked down with deep concern. "Baby, are you okay?"

Adrian forced his eyes open, trying to mask the discomfort behind a wall of sheer stubbornness. "Yes, baby... you’re just so big that you hit deeper, exactly the way I want."

Matteo knew it was a lie.

The sound Adrian had made wasn’t born out of pure pleasure, but he also knew how incredibly stubborn Adrian could be, and stopping the momentum completely would only cause friction between them. Instead of pulling out, Matteo resumed moving at a slightly slower, more deliberate pace.

He watched intently as Adrian closed his eyes, his toes curling tightly into the sheets as he fought to suppress the painful sounds, forcing himself to breathe through the knots to find the pleasure hidden beneath the ache.

Adrian began pushing his hips upward to meet Matteo’s thrusts, trying to override the internal pain with raw sensation.

"Baby... you are so big," Adrian groaned out, his voice a dirty, breathless whisper. "I love your size inside me... it fills me completely. Fuck me... ruin me, daddy."

Matteo tried to maintain a controlled rhythm to avoid hurting him, but Adrian’s moans and the frantic movement of his waist made it nearly impossible. In his excitement, Matteo mistakenly drove deep again, hitting the sensitive spot.

Adrian immediately grabbed his own stomach, his face contorting as he choked out, "Yes, daddy... fuck me, please."

He gripped Matteo’s hips tightly, forcibly guiding them up and down, matching the rhythm to his own frantic pace. The more Matteo tried to be gentle, the more Adrian actively fought against the caution, creating a chaotic, heat-fueled friction that pushed them both to the edge.

Adrian spread his legs even wider, his length bouncing and swaying side to side with every heavy impact.

Matteo thrust deeper, his large size striking every hidden, sensitive nerve within Adrian’s tight walls, drawing loud, synchronized groans from both of them.

Adrian tried to lean up to press their lips together, his focus entirely fractured.

Matteo reached down, his large hand wrapping around Adrian’s length to stroke him, but Adrian eagerly took over, grabbing his own dick and jerking himself off in sync with the heavy thuds of Matteo’s hips.

The room filled with the slick, wet sounds of skin-to-skin friction and the ragged gasps of their racing breaths.

"Baby, fuck me... I’m close," Adrian moaned loudly...