Detonate: A Dark Mafia Romance (Beneath The Mask Series Book 2)

The Bentley pulls up outside a little pub on the corner of the street. The London Eye illuminates the sky in red to my right.

Grayson exits the vehicle, walking around and opening up my door, looking sexy as ever, more so tonight in a black suit, a fresh white shirt and black tie. The black skin tight dress stops just above my knee which restricts my movements. Grayson, the gentleman he is, holds his arm out for me to steady myself on as I stand.

There’s a bitter chill in the air. I thought it would have been a little warmer being nearly April. I’m glad he packed me my leather jacket. We make our way past the little pub and across the street over to the lawns just in front of the big wheel. “Wow, look at it.”

“Stunning,” he replies, his eyes only on me, which makes me blush.

“You ready to go see London from the sky?”

“No fucking way, it’s closed, isn’t it?”

“Not for us, Sunshine.”

He leads us over to the metal railings, and a young guy awaits us. He opens the red rope to let us through to the platform. The Thames flickers with lights as the skyline twinkles. It’s truly enchanting.

An open glass pod is waiting for us at the podium. Tears prickle in my eyes as I take in the sight before me. The pod is lit up with the flickering of candles in lanterns. Red rose petals are scattered the wooden floor.

“Grayson,” I sob, covering my face with my hands.

He embraces me tightly. “Baby, what is it?”

“I-I just can’t believe you’d do all this for me,” I manage to choke out.

“Hey, look at me.” He takes a step back, holding firmly onto my shoulders. “You deserve nothing less than the world. I promised you I would try my hardest to give you that. I always will. So get used to it, I don’t plan on stopping.”

I launch myself into his arms, wrapping my hands around his neck, his hands cupping my ass to hold me up against him.

Everything twinkles behind me, but all I can focus on is this man. A man of darkness is the only one to bring me light. It might be wrong; he might not be perfect. But he’s mine and I love him.

“I love you, Grayson,” I whisper against his cheek.

“You stole my line.”

“What do you mean?”

My heart rate accelerates, my clammy hands almost throbbing.

“That’s what I wanted to tell you up there,” he says, pointing to the top of the Eye.

“It’s okay. You can do it now.”

“I love you.”

My heart skips a beat. Thank fucking God.

“I love you more than anything. You are my sassy bundle of sunshine. I knew the moment I laid eyes on you, I was fucked. I don’t know why we tried to fight it so hard. But I’m glad we gave in.”

“Sooooo, does that make me your girlfriend?”

“You can be whatever you want. You are my everything. I mean it, I will do anything for you.”

My heart can’t handle so much love. It’s on the verge of combustion. A sense of completeness washes over me. Like the universe has given me the other half to my soul. My missing piece.

“Although, I’m not sure how your mom’s going to take this.” He chuckles. “I’m not quite the prince fit for her princess.”

“Well, it’s a good job I don’t want a boring prince. I want the villain to fuck me like a whore while telling me he loves me. I’m done living my life for everyone else. I just want you. Only you.”

“Villains know how to fuck far better anyway.”

Fuck, how long does this pod take to go around?

“You can remind me later,” I tease.

“Why do you think I hired the whole damn London Eye?”

“How did you know I was going to say I love you back?” I ask, biting my lower lip.

“Because there’s no way in hell you could deny this.” He grabs my hand before I can reply and walks us into the pod.

“See, there is a little romantic in you somewhere.” I turn to him and poke him in the chest. He wraps his fingers around mine and brings it to his lips. The doors close behind us, and the floor jolts as we start to move.

He takes my index finger into his mouth. I drag my gaze away from the twinkling skyline as he sucks on my finger. I pull it out and drag it down his chin, following down his throat. I loosen his tie and start undoing his shirt, one button at a time, all the way down until I reach his belt. I almost salivate as those tribal tattoos peek through the gap.

I sink to the ground on my knees and unbuckle him, freeing his massive cock. I’ve never seen anything like it. I swirl my tongue around the tip, sucking up the salty liquid.

As I take him in my mouth, all the way to the back of my throat, I close my eyes as they start to water. “If you’re not choking on it, you’re not doing it right,” he says in a husky tone, and I push my head further down, doing everything I can not to gag.

“Eyes up here, Sunshine. I want to see you as you choke on my cock. Maybe later, I’ll choke you with my hands.”

I clench my legs together as I start to slide up and down his cock, all the way to the tip and back down as far as I can go.

“Deeper, Baby. I’ll make it worth your while. I promise,” he grits out.

He brings his hand to cup my face, his thumb chasing a tear away on my cheek.

“Good girl.”

I bring my hands to hold his hips as he thrusts into my mouth a few times before sliding out. Using the back of my hand, I wipe my mouth.

Every inch of me is on fire. Ready to explode around him.

“Stand. Take that dress off. Palms on the window.

“Heels stay on for me.”

I nod and make my way over to the window, my palms flat on the cold glass. Now nearly at the top of the Eye, the city of London is beneath us, glittering in the night. It’s magnificent.

Grayson’s warm breath hits against the back of my shoulder. He licks all the way down my spine, making me arch my back, my tits now squashed up against the window, my ass pressing against him.

“Every single inch of you is delicious.”

The ground beneath me shakes as he takes his turn to get down on his knees. He taps the inside of my calf, and I open my legs further apart. I shiver in anticipation as his strong hands go between my thighs and he pushes against the front of them, bending me from the hips, my hands still on the glass.

“Mine,” he growls just before his mouth covers my pussy. He licks all the way from my entrance up to my clit and back in slow movements.

“Holy shit, Grayson.”

“We can get you louder than that, Baby.” He returns to where I need it. I squeeze my eyes shut, as he starts to thrust his tongue in and out of me, squeezing his hands around my thighs, literally fucking me with his tongue.

“Open your eyes, Baby. I want you to watch the city below us as I claim you as mine.”

I open my eyes, only to be greeted with our reflection. Grayson moves behind me, and his eyes catch mine in the reflection. Full of pure hunger, he doesn’t take his eyes off mine, his hands caressing my cheeks. He bites down on my ass cheek, hard. It sends pain shooting right through me. Then he presses an open-mouthed kiss there. If I wasn’t drenched before, I certainly am now.

He cups my breast and bites on the flesh. “Are you ready to be filled up now?”

“By you, always.”

He slides his cock along my seam, before slamming straight into me, causing my body to thrust forward. “Fuck.” I grit my teeth as I adjust to him stretching me.

“Mmm, such a good fucking girl.”

I scream out as his hand slaps my left ass cheek. “Do you like that, Sunshine?”

“Yes, again!”

“My dirty whore,” he says, before his palm connects with the same spot.

“I want your lips,” he rasps and grabs me by the hips and lifts me in the air, walking us backward toward the round wooden bench in the center of the room. He sits, and I spin around on his lap to face him.

I sink back on his dick, throwing my head back in pure pleasure.

“Ride me, Sunshine.”

I bite my swollen lips. “Yes, Sir.” I wink before slamming my lips down over his, rolling my hips to get some friction on my clit as I ride him.

With one hand on my ass, the other cups my cheek as he deepens the kiss, moaning into my mouth. Everything in this moment is perfect. Breaking the kiss, with a feral look in his eye, he brings two fingers up to my mouth. “Suck,” he commands.

I close my eyes, still bouncing up and down on his dick, and suck. He pulls them out, his other hand now spreading my ass cheeks apart.

His fingers tease around the entrance. “Relax, Sunshine,” he says before kissing me at the same time sliding his fingers in. I hold still as they enter, concentrating on his mouth, owning mine rather than the burning sensation. It’s been a while since I’ve had anything more than one finger in there.

“God, Maddie. You are so fucking sexy.” He pepper kisses down my neck. I start to move up and down, wanting more, needing everything. With his fingers now thrusting in and out, I need to be fucked.

“I need more, Grayson. Fuck me harder.”

Before I even know what’s happening, I gasp as he lifts me off of him and spins me round. My hands slap against the wooden bench. One hand guides his dick along my cheeks, stopping right at the entrance of my puckered hole.

“Every hole is mine to fuck.” He guides himself in.

“Good girl, stay still for me.”

Bringing his chest to my back, he plants kisses along my spine, sending tingles across my body. His fingers find their way back to my pussy. “Open your legs wider for me,” he whispers against my back. And I do.

“God, so fucking beautiful, spread for me.” His warm breath tickles against my back. His fingers push into me at the same time he moves in and out from behind. Filling both of my holes. The pressure, the pleasure, all morphs into one, sending my body spiraling on the edge of release. Grayson’s hands tighten on me.

“I’ve dreamed of fucking you in the ass for so long,” he pants, quickening the pace.

His fingers lace around my throat, squeezing around my windpipe.

Holy fuck.

Stars fill my vision as he hisses, “Come for me, Baby.” And that’s all it takes to set my body on fire, my release consuming me, and him reaching his own too.

“Holy fucking shit.”

I sag against the bench, fighting for air now that his grip has loosened around my throat. He pulls himself out of me, and I rest my head against the wood.

“I love you, Maddie. So fucking much.” He picks me up off the ground, turning me to face him and pressing me into his chest.

“So I had to fuck you that hard to finally make you speechless, huh?”

I snap my head up to his. His eyes are full of admiration, glistening like the skyline behind us.

“You promise?” I ask, lacing my arms around his neck.

“With my whole heart. I’m not going anywhere, and not even you could make me.”

“I love you, Grayson. Just for being you. Don’t ever forget that.”

“You know I’ll always protect you, right? I will do everything to ensure I don’t bring any danger back to our door. I can’t make promises about that; but know that I’d lay down my life for you. This is my dark and dangerous world. You have to know that. But every time, you over me. Okay?”

I’m not going to stop him. I just want him to be safe and I want to feel safe. He’s not given me a reason not to yet.

So, I nod cautiously. “The thought of that makes me feel sick, Grayson. I’d never ask you to change your world for me; just keep us both safe. That’s all I want. You’re just as important as me. I need you here with me.”

He pushes my face toward his and claims my lips. “I’m glad you broke my no-kissing rule, but fuck, I don’t think I can stop.”

“That was actually true?”

“Yep, I didn’t want any form of intimacy. After what Amelia did, yeah, I wanted to fuck but I didn’t want anyone to stick around. That seemed to keep the lines from blurring. It worked. Well, until you came along.”

I’d love to slap that bitch of a woman, but equally, I’m glad she fucked it up because now he’s mine.

“Well, I’m glad my lips can be of service to you.” He raises his eyebrow, unamused.

“Is it bad it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside knowing it’s only me you’ve kissed in so long?”

He lets out a deep, husky laugh.

“No, I love that you’re possessive of me. Because that’s exactly how I feel about you. I’m jealous of every man that’s ever kissed you.”

“Well, you’ll be the only man kissing me from now on, and no man has ever fucked me like that,” I say in my most seductive tone, giving him a quick peck. Cuddling into him, I rest my head on his shoulder.

“We best get dressed before that guy opens up the pod and is greeted with my bare ass.”

He slaps my ass.

“For fuck’s sake, Grayson. You can’t be doing that and expect me to just get dressed.”

“That ass is mine now,” he rasps against my ear, biting on my earlobe.

By the time I throw my clothes on, the wheel comes to a stop at the platform and the doors open. Hand in hand, we walk out. Grayson thanks the guy who let us in and we walk toward the stone wall encasing the Thames.

“Ready for dinner?” Grayson asks, tucking me neatly into his side, instantly warming me up.

“I’m famished, so yes, please.”

Happy and in love, we walk off into the night.