[BL] The Mafia Boss Wants My Body

Chapter 260: Chapter 260: Mine Again Back in Your Arms

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, his internal walls clenching violently around Matteo. He used his free hand to pin Matteo’s hip down, bracing himself as his voice broke. "I can’t hold on... I’m going to cum!"

"Yes, baby... cum for me," Matteo growled, slamming hard into the tight spot.

The sound of Adrian’s fast, wet strokes grew chaotic, his pre-cum leaking and making his cock drip until he suddenly hit his orgasm, a loud cry ripping from his throat as his release spilled out across Matteo’s chest and his own flat stomach.

With Adrian trembling beneath him, Matteo kept chasing his own release, relentlessly hitting Adrian’s most sensitive areas. "Kiss me, baby... kiss me," Matteo begged, his voice rough and undone. "I’m going to cum... please, kiss me."

Adrian leaned up, wrapping his arms around Matteo’s neck and capturing his lips in a deep, desperate kiss. Driven completely wild by the contact, Matteo couldn’t stop himself from driving in harder and faster, his body shaking violently as he crested the edge.

Between their breathless, bruising kisses, Adrian groaned directly against his mouth, his voice raw and fully undone. "Take it all, baby... fuck me harder, break me... fill me up completely, daddy, yes!"

Hearing those dirty, uninhibited words, Matteo lost the last shred of his sanity. His tight walls milked the final, deep thrusts as Matteo pounded into him to empty himself inside him.

Matteo let out a low, echoing groan, his body locking as his release spilled out hot and deep inside Adrian. He gave a few final, heavy tremors, his toes curling as he emptied every last drop into Adrian’s core.

"Yes, baby... I love it," Matteo gasped out against Adrian’s shoulder.

Once he had spent everything, Matteo buried himself as deeply as possible, giving a few weak, lingering twitches before his strength completely evaporated.

He collapsed heavily onto Adrian’s chest, still buried deep inside him, their skin slick with sweat that dripped down despite the cool air conditioning humming in the room.

Adrian weakly raised a hand to push at Matteo’s shoulder, wanting to stop him from falling asleep with the messy release drying between their chests, but his strength was spent.

Matteo murmured, telling him not to worry, and settled his weight comfortably against Adrian as they both lay there, catching their breath in the quiet suite.

After a long period of comfortable silence, Matteo slowly raised his head, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to Adrian’s lips. "I love you so much," he murmured.

Adrian smiled faintly. "I love you more."

Matteo’s lips curved narrowly. "Did you love it? Did you enjoy the size?"

"Yes," Adrian whispered, his eyes heavy. "It fills me and makes me crave more of you."

Matteo leaned down to nuzzle his cheek. "You’re the sweetest thing I have ever tasted, Rian. I love it in there... I love everything about you."

"I love everything about you too," Adrian replied softly.

Matteo smiled, but he didn’t pull out of the warmth yet. He stretched his long arm out across the mattress, reaching for his phone.

Once he grabbed it, he unlocked the screen and immediately dialed a number. "Harry," Matteo said into the receiver, his voice returning to its usual commanding tone. "Get the car ready."

Hearing the order, Adrian’s brow furrowed in confusion. "Are we leaving already? Are you going somewhere?"

Matteo slowly leaned down, cutting off his questions with a tender, reassuring kiss.

When he pulled back, Adrian demanded, "Answer me. Are you leaving me here?"

"Never," Matteo murmured.

Adrian stared up at him, waiting for an explanation.

"Baby, you know you are the sweetest, most beautiful soul in the entire world," Matteo said softly.

Adrian rolled his eyes. "Oh, please. Cut the sweet talk and just say it, Matteo."

Matteo smiled faintly. "I’m taking you to the hospital."

Adrian’s expression shifted into a frown of protest. "For what? I told you I’m fine. Maya’s wedding is in—"

"Shh, baby," Matteo interrupted, gently pressing his thumb against Adrian’s lips. "You love me, don’t you?"

Adrian nodded reluctantly. "Yes, but..."

Matteo shook his head softly, refusing to let him finish.

"Then I’m begging you," he whispered. "Please do this for me. Let me take you to the hospital and make sure you’re okay. That’s all I’m asking, please."

Adrian looked into his pleading, serious eyes for a long moment before finally letting out a defeated sigh. "Alright."

"That’s my baby," Matteo murmured, kissing his forehead tenderly.

Finally, Matteo slowly and carefully pulled himself out of Adrian’s body. He stood up from the bed, his tall, naked frame imposing in the dim light, before leaning down to gently lift Adrian into his arms.

Adrian immediately wrapped his arms around Matteo’s neck, and he carried him directly into the en-suite bathroom, thoroughly showering and cleaning both of them up.

When they stepped back into the bedroom, Matteo walked straight to the wardrobe. Opening it, he pulled out a neatly folded outfit and carried it over before placing it on the bed.

Adrian watched him, then a small smile tugged at his lips as realization dawned on him.

"You’re so confident, aren’t you?" he teased, leaning casually against the wall. "You even packed a change of clothes for me and brought it to the hotel beforehand."

Matteo offered a smug, handsome grin. "I was entirely sure. There’s no way you could see me and resist me. I’m just too handsome."

Adrian rolled his eyes, but a smile tugged at his lips.

"You’re actually right," he admitted with a quiet laugh. "That’s one of the reasons I told Maya not to invite you. I knew the moment I saw you, there’d be no way I’d be able to take my eyes off you."

He reached up and gently cupped Matteo’s cheek.

"My baby is just too handsome."

Matteo’s expression instantly softened.

"Thank you, baby," he murmured, leaning into Adrian’s touch before pressing a tender kiss into his palm. "You’re adorable."

His thumb gently brushed beneath Adrian’s tired eyes.

"But right now, you look exhausted... and far too skinny."

His voice lowered with concern. "But you don’t have to worry anymore. Your man is back to take care of you, okay?"

Adrian smiled faintly and nodded.

"Okay, Daddy."

A satisfied smile spread across Matteo’s face.

He helped Adrian into a pair of perfectly tailored ivory-white trousers before carefully buttoning a soft, silky white dress shirt over his slim frame, leaving the top few buttons undone. Adrian’s long ginger hair remained tied back in a loose ponytail, making his pale complexion and striking blue eyes stand out even more.

Matteo then dressed himself in a sleek all-black ensemble, a fitted black turtleneck tucked neatly into tailored black trousers, finished with a long black overcoat that gave him his usual commanding presence.

When they were finally ready, Matteo took a step back and admired Adrian with undisguised affection.

"So beautiful," he whispered.

Adrian’s cheeks warmed slightly.

Matteo suddenly reached for his phone.

"Let’s take some pictures."

Adrian blinked sleepily before glancing toward the window.

"Have you even checked the time?" he asked with a tired smile. "It’s literally past midnight."

"It doesn’t matter," Matteo replied stubbornly. "I just want pictures with my baby."

Too exhausted to argue, Adrian simply sighed in defeat.

Matteo set his phone on a nearby console table and activated the timer.

The first photo captured them standing close together, Matteo dressed entirely in black with one hand tucked into his pocket while Adrian stood just in front of him, dressed in soft white, his hands resting casually inside his trouser pockets. Matteo leaned down until his forehead almost touched Adrian’s temple, both of them staring quietly into the camera, looking effortlessly elegant together.

After that, Matteo picked up his phone again and wrapped one arm securely around Adrian’s shoulders.

"One more," he murmured.

They leaned in close for a selfie, Adrian resting comfortably against Matteo while Matteo’s cheek brushed his. Both of them looked directly into the camera, their faces only inches apart, their quiet smiles saying more than words ever could.

Matteo looked down at the photos and smiled with complete satisfaction.

"Perfect."

Adrian couldn’t help smiling too.

A few minutes later, they made their way downstairs to the lobby before stepping out into the cool midnight air, where his bodyguards were already waiting beside the car.

As the luxury vehicle pulled away from the hotel and headed toward the hospital, Adrian picked up Matteo’s phone to look through the photos they had just taken. He scrolled through the gallery, his eyebrows lifting as he noticed something.

"Babe..." he said, glancing up at Matteo. "Are you fighting with someone? Why aren’t you smiling in a single one of these pictures?"

Matteo glanced at the screen, completely unbothered.

"Do you see how handsome I look in those pictures?" he said with a smug grin. "I don’t need to smile."

Then his gaze shifted back to Adrian’s face in the photos.

"But you, baby..." His expression softened with concern. "You look completely exhausted, and you’re still so stubborn."

Adrian let out a quiet huff and set the phone on the leather seat. Scooting closer, he wrapped both arms around Matteo’s broad chest and buried his face against the soft black fabric of his turtleneck.

"Just let me rest until we get to the hospital," he murmured, his eyelids growing heavy.

Matteo tightened his arms around him, holding him securely against the gentle motion of the car.

"Sleep, baby," he whispered, pressing a tender kiss to the top of Adrian’s head. "I’ll wake you when we get there."

"Alright, baby," Adrian murmured before resting his head against Matteo’s chest and closing his eyes.

Matteo smiled to himself and turned his attention back to the...

READ AUTHOR NOTE: It’s important... Thank you.❤️