Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18-Chapter 370: Closing the Distance

"And when would that be?" I asked, teasingly.

"It might take forever," he replied before sitting up and pulling me onto his lap.

My eyes met his and widened as the hard head of his cock positioned itself between my pussy lips. His hands held my hips firmly as he stared directly into my eyes.

"Ahh... Ahh... this is crazy..." I moaned, feeling him begin to lower my hips onto his hard, upstanding love stick.

"It’s going in so smoothly though. Your pussy is eating up my cock," he said teasingly.

It truly felt like my pussy was devouring his cock as I felt it slide deeper into me. As I lowered my hips slowly onto his cock, I could feel him filling me up inch by inch until it seemed I could take no more.

"Don’t say stuff like that..." I muttered under my breath.

Despite my complaint, I couldn’t deny how blissful it felt to have him inside me. His cock was thick and hard, and my pussy instinctively squeezed around his impressive size.

As I looped my arms around his neck to move my hips up and down, riding his erect cock, I knew we had a long night ahead of us. I moaned and whimpered his name as I rode his cock faster and harder, feeling the head of his cock thrusting upwards and pressing against my womb. I slapped my hips down onto him, swallowing his cock entirely. Bradon groaned from the pleasure before thrusting his hips upwards, burying his cock even deeper into me. We moved desperately together, lost in the wild pleasure of our coupling.

"I’m... about to... cum..." I confessed in a broken voice, feeling I could no longer hold back. His cock meeting my flooded love hole felt too pleasurable to handle. It felt like I was experiencing small climaxes leading up to the main event.

"You can come as many times as you want. We still have plenty of time tonight," he said, the corners of his lips lifting into a smirk.

Bradon pounded his cock upwards roughly into me, and I reached my orgasm immediately, crying out his name. That was far from the last time Bradon would make me climax that night. As we finally had enough of that position, Bradon led me through various other positions until my body felt completely wasted and I ultimately drifted off to sleep.

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**A few days later**

I honestly thought that finding out that the one I had been in love with all this time was, in fact, Bradon instead of Anthony would bring a big change to my life and the relationship that I have with Bradon. That was precisely why I was extremely surprised to wake up the following morning to find that nothing much had changed between us. First of all, it was Jenna who woke me up by knocking quite loudly on the door and demanding that I head downstairs to have lunch because it was already way past lunchtime. Bradon was nowhere in sight, and I had no idea how to feel about that.

Our relationship as husband and wife living under the same roof proceeded the exact same way as it did before I found out the truth, with none of us directly bringing up or saying anything to broach the topic. It wasn’t like I wasn’t curious about learning more about the truth, but I thought I wasn’t ready to discuss it with him when I still couldn’t understand and handle my own emotions. Without a doubt, if we were to discuss the truth from our shared past, there would be implications on our current relationship and also the future.

We would have to discuss what we wanted from each other or how we wanted our relationship to proceed, and that was when I realized that I felt so unsure about what I wanted. After racking my brain and feeling very frustrated about it for a couple of days, I had to admit to myself that I was more scared that Bradon may not want the same thing for our future. More than anything, I also hated how my resolve to leave the country and this life behind once again easily faltered now that I learned about the truth and was forced to admit that I was hopelessly in love with Bradon.

Despite the very passionate night that we shared under the bridge and back in his bedroom, I had begun feeling extremely conscious of him whenever we were together. I had never felt this nervous being close to him before, while at the same time I wanted to get even closer to him.

‘I’ll be home for dinner.’

I blinked a couple of times before I stared intensely at the message displayed on my phone screen. Since it wasn’t the first time that Bradon sent a message like that to me, I had no idea why I still panicked a little while feeling very surprised. I guess if something had changed between us since that night, it was the fact that Bradon communicated with me a lot more with these short and random messages. At first, I had no idea what he was trying to do or if there was some hidden message that he was trying to convey. Had this message arrived from someone else, I wouldn’t have put so much thought into it and would have taken it simply at face value. However, the man I was dealing with was Bradon, so I couldn’t help but wonder why he would send me these kinds of messages.

Does that mean that he wants to have dinner with me? Does he want me to wait for him at home until he comes back?

A couple of questions ran through my mind as I narrowed my eyes slightly at the text displayed on my phone screen. I also disliked the way that my heart leaped in my chest whenever I saw his name on my phone screen because it felt like I was once again a teenager experiencing her first crush. First of all, I kept asking myself how I should respond or if I should even respond to his text.

–To be continued...