The Carrero Contract - Selling Your Soul (Mafia Romance)

‘Alexi?’ I wail it frantically, as though a ghost has walked in and is trying to trick me. And before thought hits me I chuck my
phone down harshly, not caring about breaking it, and run straight for him; my body finding a sudden surge of newfound strength
and energy, throwing myself around his neck in a moment of complete craziness before he disappears again.
I collide with hard torso, his taller height as I leap at him and wrap myself around his neck, practically strangling him with my
overenthusiasm. I’m unable to stop the sobs coming over me as his familiar smell and familiar touch envelopes me completely.
‘I thought you were dead.’ I blurt out through laboured breaths, trying to calm down. Shuddering from the come down of my epic
emotional breakdown. I pull him close and try to convince myself he really is here. I am all but raking my hands over him to
check every inch of him is unscathed, undented and truly real flesh and blood.
Alexi wraps me up tight and pushes his face against the side of mine as he cradles my head to him. Squeezing me half to death
in the most welcome hug I have ever had in my life. Overwhelming me with how much I need his touch.
‘Why would you think that? I’m right here. I’m fine ... honest. Rough night, but I am absolutely fine. I promised you, didn’t I?’ He
sounds completely and utterly like him, in every single way. If not a little shocked at my behaviour, but he won’t let me go and
holds as tightly as I do—My body warming and tingling where icy cold once dwelled. My heart rate multiplies for the feel and
relief of him really being here with me, wrapped in a beautiful hug that fills up my soul. I cry, but not in despair, just real genuine
heartfelt thanks that he did come back to me, and he is crushing the life out of me with the most meaningful embrace.
I pull back to look at him, so much going off inside me. His pale grey gorgeous eyes scan my face and his finger he trails down
my cheek to wipe the sodden mess away. Looking at me like that ... handsome and gentle, I completely surrender to the joy and
relief coursing through me.
I don’t utter an answer, instead, I kiss him.
I throw in everything and pull his face to mine with determined fingertips, and give my most grateful ‘thank the heavens for
bringing him home’ passionate kiss that I have ever given anyone in my life.
Alexi pauses for a second, stunned by the unexpectedness of it no doubt, and pulls back. Looking me in the eye, seemingly
shocked at what I just did, and then he too moves in and kisses me back without hesitation. Locking his perfect mouth to mine so
that he prizes open my lips, just enough to fully connect in a way that sends explosions through my stomach.
It’s a kiss that rips me apart inside, my heart aching and body crumbling to dust as I’m submerged in the kind of euphoria you
can only ever dream of knowing. My heart hammers through my chest and my whole body turns to explosive bubbles as his soft

lips caress mine and pulls me into complete heaven—He feels divine.
Alexi’s hands slide from around me to cradle my face as he moulds perfectly to my mouth and explores my kiss with a matched
passion. Fuelled by pain from believing I had lost him forever, I give him my all and he meets it in every way. He kisses me like
he means it and it’s a far cry from any way he has ever kissed me before. I can feel the longing in it, and we both become one on
matched movement and sensual teases. Arms sliding around one another as bodies are moulded together sensually. His tongue
grazes mine and he just tastes so good.
Alexi slides one hand under my hair and angles my face to him so he can push against my tongue with his and deepens the kiss
he gives me. Making love to my mouth and tangles us up together in a way that ignites every single piece of fire I possess;
Mouths opening to accommodate the kind of French kissing that melts your body into liquid ecstasy. We cannot get close
enough. There’s a raw hunger being let loose in an unbridled fashion as our fire builds and the kiss sets a crazy need alight - one
that consumes me.
I want him.
He wants me.
He pulls my dress over my head in one sweeping movement that separates us for seconds, startling me with the sudden release
of my mouth and whipping off my clothes past my face. I dive straight back in, locking my mouth back to his and surrender to
another toe-curling snog. I start hauling his hoody over his head, t-shirt following with his help and uncover all that hot smooth
skin calling to be touched. No hesitation at all. Fuelled by animal hunger, all thoughts of anything else momentarily drowned out
by this unyielding need for him to complete me.
Whatever happened tonight, I don’t need to know. I just need to feel him all around me and know he’s safe. It makes me cling to
him all the more in the realisation that something went down, and he might never have returned. I am just relieved he’s not one
of the casualties, and his manner when he came in tells me that neither is Mico. He wouldn’t have been so calm had his cousin
been hurt, or worse.
My men are safe—both of them. I can thank God that he listened to me.
I bite his bottom lip as I latch onto him and gasp when both his hands grab my arse hard and pull me up against his groin
aggressively, showing me how crazily turned on he is too, as his erect penis grinds through his trousers against me. It’s hotter
than hell and I’m aching between my thighs with the knowledge that he wants this too.

The craving for sex with him is almost ripping me in two. Hands turn to claws, I rake down his pecs and abdomen, a surge of
power as I feel him flinch and move under my scratching caress; A groan low in his throat which only pushes me to devour him
all the more. He has always been a lover of rougher handling and I am only too willing to comply.
I’m in black knickers and a lace bra and moulded to him as he stands in just trousers and fast unbuttoning to set him free. Alexi
dips and sucks my neck erotically, trailing nibbles and kisses, small bites, before tilting my head back to trace his tongue
between my breasts and slides my straps off my shoulders smoothly. My inner thighs almost convulse with his touch, and I long
to be free of my underwear and have him all over me and inside of me immediately.
This isn’t sweet, soft, romantic passion between two people. This is primal need because one of us believes they would never
see the other again, and the other is an aggressive hot Italian who knows how to feed a need when faced with unbridled passion.
Alexi is at his best when he is untamed and let loose a little, and I am a girl who likes his special brand of amour.
Alexi picks me up easily and I automatically wrap my legs around his waist. Mouths entwined once more, arms around his strong
neck to get as close as humanly possible and hold me up. I get lost in a kiss that was designed to make women fall apart. He’s a
natural, and whether this is from years of practice or just an ability born within him ... Alexi has ruined me for any other kiss ever
again.
Alexi probes my mouth with his tongue and I feel the bra I am wearing fall loose as he expertly unclips it from behind and lets it
go. I pull my arm out and remove it, followed by the other before I toss it aside carelessly. His one free hand cups my breast
harshly and he breaks away from my mouth to push my nipple up to his teeth, sucking, biting and grinding his teeth across the
sensitive end. I moan out, pushing my fingers into his hair and grip tightly as I yank his head back aggressively and push my
mouth to his once more. He makes me crazy for his lips on mine and I know he can handle a little feisty cat in our sex.
His hand under my backside grips me hard, so that I yelp then giggle against his teeth, pushing my soaring body heat higher. I
gasp when I find myself dropped on a cool satin surface and realise that we are in his room already, on his bed as he follows
quickly to come over me like a panther on his prey. He cages over me, bringing his mouth back to mine as his hands roam down
every curve with a firm possessiveness. Breaking from my mouth to lean down and kiss my throat and breasts, sucking and
nibbling as I arch under him and wrap my legs around him once more. His kisses burn with a passion I feel inside of me and I
could be in heaven right now. I am pretty sure this is what it looks and feels like. If Satan is allowed to run amuck and fuck all the
angels that is.
I pull the waistband of the black trousers he had on with his tux and finish undoing the last buttons, pulling them down and trying
to fight clothes out of my way. My mind on one goal—unveiling that throbbing hot part of him that my body is yearning for and
letting him find his release inside of me. I want it more than air, and I am almost turning inside out with the heat of the fire

coursing through me. I feel like my body is practically tearing in two in desperation to feel him inside of me. Vibrating with a
hunger, the suspense has me squirming and pulling at him to put me out of my misery. I have never known sex could feel this
intense without actually starting yet.
Alexi leans up and helps me, stopping his assault of sucking kisses to push them down and releases himself to full glory, just
enough for me to get my hands around him and it’s clear neither of us are stopping this. Alexi has an erection that shames most
men, he wants me as much as I want him and I slide my knickers down with one hand before he takes over.
He pulls them down the length of my body, stopping to swoop in and kiss me on my inner thigh as he does so, and lifts my legs
with him as he sits up to kneel. He edges them past my feet, near his ears, before he throws them behind him carelessly. Pulling
my ankles apart roughly and bending down to bury his mouth and tongue between my thighs and connects to my throbbing hot
awaiting centre.
I arch with the sudden shock of the unexpected pleasure and grab at the bed sheets in ecstasy. Rolling my head back and
tightening my limbs as his probing tongue enters me and makes me spasm almost instantly. Climax won’t be hard when he has
me this turned on and sensitive, and I moan out again when he probes me more deeply with another stroke of his tongue.
‘Oh my god ... ahhhh.’ I cry out as he sucks my clitoris and feels his way inside me with his finger at the same time, finding me
ready and wet for him—I almost orgasm there and then.
Oral isn’t something I have had a lot of in my life, seeing as most men want the gratification for themselves, and very few return
the favour. Alexi, however, has skills in sucking and probing me so that I lose the ability to do very much else except writhe about
on his sheets and lose my mind in sheer pleasure. The hot wet sensation of him kissing me down there, much like he kissed my
mouth, and I end up almost bent double with the way my spine arches as tingles run up my abdomen.
He never bothered with oral any other time he fucked me, and even though we have had rough sex before, this still feels
different. He seems to care if I am enjoying it as much as him, and this little attention to something he never gave me before is a
glimpse at another change. He isn’t trying to possess me in any way—he’s making this an equal pursuit. Not an Alexi move at
all.
Alexi releases me when my moans reach fever pitch, body tingling and heating from toes to my stomach in pleasurable waves -
a sign I am close to cumming and I gasp in annoyance. Looking back down at that smug gorgeous face as he leaves me
dangling on a precipice so close to it. Crawling up me with that hard body of his and coming to rest over me. Arms caging my
arms as he dips down to run that delicious tongue up my neck and then drops a kiss on my mouth quickly.

‘Why did you stop?’ I frown at him, frustrated, breathless with how close to combustion my body is; Skin hot and goose bumping,
pretty much useless to do anything when I am on the verge of explosion.
‘I want to be inside you when you climax. I want to feel you cum, baby.’ He grinds against me hoarsely, igniting me with the
throbbing sensitivity he has left my clit in. Returning to kissing me again and locks our mouths together as his hand kneads my
breast and his other is used to keep most of his weight off me by palming the bed beside me.
He doesn’t waste time anyway; pulling my hips up to meet him when he releases my tits and slides inside of me slowly, to
connect our bodies in one even sweep that exacts a complete groan from both of us. He always fitted me so perfectly and this
brings back every good memory of how much sex with him has always been mind-blowing when it wasn’t used to hurt me. No
harsh taking, no thrusts to put me in my place. A slow easy move once he worked me into a state of readiness.
‘Ahh, Alexi, fuck.’ I cry out as the wave of pleasure from what he was doing before doubles and intensifies with what he has
instead. I always did like his natural size and girth when it came to my body—we are a perfect match and the heat and soft skin
of a penis is way more satisfying than BOB could ever be.
Fuck my vibrator when the real thing blows the sensations clean out of the water.
I clench my legs around him impulsively when he moves further into me, hands finding his abs, and trailing around his waist and
up his back as he lowers down on top of me. His mouth back on my breast, and then up my throat with licks and nibbles before
he’s back at my lips, and devours me all the more.