THE RELUCTANT MAFIA BOSS

CHAPTER 12

Later, I decided to close the shades to avoid being distracted by Enrique's magnificent figure. Then I tried phoning Philip again, but he couldn't be contacted and was out of the coverage area, as usual. I assumed he had turned off his phone so that I couldn't reach him. Maybe I should go to Daniella's house and ask him directly.

“Tyler, you should join us!” Enrique suddenly entered, and I stood frozen near the window.

“Thank you, but please don't show yourself to me while looking like that,” I chastised him for parading his magnificent physique near me. When his bulging manhood caught my attention, I tried to look away, but it was too late. I gasped for breath and massaged my chest to calm down my fluttering heart. When I pressed my thighs closely against each other, he must have detected my suffering.

 “Does something appear to be wrong?” He inquired.

“Please leave me alone,” I asked him to leave me alone so I could go about my business.

“No,” he said, looking concerned as he refused to obey my command.

“Just come back later, but for the time being, you must depart!” I told him to leave for the time being, but he refused, and there was no more time!

I had no other option! I hurried to the restroom and, once inside, I drew my pants down. Then I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip as my left hand moved beneath my thighs to my intimate place between my legs. I temporarily forgot about Enrique's presence and focused on satisfying my desire for release. When I felt the c****x approaching, I tightened my grip on my shaft and didn't let go until a white liquid spilled against the wall.

I waited a few moments before going to the lavatory to wash my hands and wipe the remains or evidence after j*********f. I'd kept my secret for far too long, and I'd managed to keep my extraordinary need for s*x under control for a long time. However, Enrique's presence in my life posed a threat to my mental health, and regardless of whether I was sexually attracted to him, he should leave.

When I got out of the bathroom, Enrique was still sitting on the edge of my bed, presumably stunned by what he had observed, but it wasn't his first time seeing me in that state. I expected him to embarrass me, but he remained silent.

Then, I felt it again! What's the matter with me? I questioned myself because previously, once was sufficient to fulfill my lust. I needed answers, but first, my need had to be filled. I slid my hand slowly towards the throbbing portion of my manhood when his hand gripped mine.

“Let me assist you,” he said, and I was surprised.

I furrowed my brows at him in confusion because I couldn’t be sure if he’s trying to make fun of me or it’s something else. “Just leave,” I told him, but then Enrique grabbed my ass and squeezed them hard. “Are you drunk?” I inquired.

“I’m not drunk, Tyler. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I think I have to do this with you,” he declared.

Before I could react to his declaration, he rubbed my firm n*****s and played with them. My mouth gaped open when he did it! It was totally unexpected and shocking at the same time. A few seconds later, he was no longer satisfied with just using his hand, and I watched as he dropped his mouth to my hardened n****e.

When he tortured my n*****s with his tongue at the same time, I arched my back and moaned for his name. I told him to stop, and he did, but only for a single second before his mouth moved down towards the most sensitive portion of my body. His tongue sampled and licked it, and I begged him to stop when I couldn't stand it anymore.

I clutched his thick hair and attempted to push him away, but he wouldn't budge, and every tiny movement of his head made my entire body shake with ecstasy. I lost track of how many times I yelled his name. He was invincible!

When I felt the spasm inside me, I implored him to do it harder. I couldn't express the sensation of being eaten alive, and he didn't stop until I yelled in delight and ecstasy!

He then stood up and went to the restroom. He left me on my bed, bewildered by the several orgasms he gave me with his mouth and tongue. It was my first time experiencing such pleasure from a man, and I thoroughly enjoyed it!

While I waited for him to return, I couldn't help but wonder if he entertained himself in the restroom. I gazed at the door of the room he used, but my pride kept me from opening it and asking him directly.

I shook my head, refusing to believe that my bodyguard could be the answer to my dilemma. If that's the case, I'd have to persuade him to become mine by any means necessary! I wished to be normal for the longest time, but my condition has not been regarded as such. I had to take a chance with Enrique, win or lose!