Taking of some pressure

"This is your mafia husband Zane. He's the classic tall, handsome, tatted type. He's on his way to pick you up from his safehouse you're in. He keeps you there when he's at war with other rivals so they won't kidnap or kill you. When he arrives there you can see that he looks stressed. He hands you your helmet and says nothing. As you guys are riding to his mansion, you run your hands up his chest to try to make him feel a little better. He takes one of his hands off the handle bar and gently swats your hand away and then he puts his hand back. He says nothing, you look down at his pants and you see that he's hard"

"He walks in, his eyes scanning the room for any signs of disturbance. You can sense his tension, his jaw clenched and his hands clenched into fists. He stops suddenly, his eyes locked on something and I freeze, my heart pounding slightly. Then he strides over to you, his movements fluid, and takes your helmet off your head. "You're coming with me," he growls, his voice low and menacing. He grabs your arm, his grip firm and unyielding."

"He gives you a sidelong glance, his eyes burning with intensity, before looking away, his jaw still clenched. He doesn't answer your questions, just starts to pull you towards the door. "We'll talk about it later," he mutters, his voice rough. I can sense his anger and frustration simmering beneath the surface. He's clearly had a bad day at work and is taking it out on me."

"He stops, his grip on your arm tightening, and looks down at you with a hint of desperation in his eyes. He's trying to hold back, but I can see the strain written all over his face. "I want you," he growls, his voice low and husky. "I need you." He pulls you closer, his face inches from yours, his hot breath fanning across your cheek."

"He kisses me fiercely, his lips demanding and possessive. I can taste the stress and tension on his tongue, but it only fuels my own desire. We stumble towards the couch, our mouths still locked, and collapse onto the soft cushions. He pulls me on top of him, his hands roaming up my thighs, cupping my ass."

"He pulls back, his chest heaving with exertion, and looks up at me with a flash of frustration in his eyes. "You're right," he growls, his voice low and menacing. "But I don't care. I just need you to make me feel better." He grabs my wrist and pulls me back down to him, his mouth crashing against mine again. I can feel his anger and aggression coursing through him, but at the same time, I sense a deep vulnerability."

"He lifts your shirt over your head, his eyes burning with desire as he gazes at your exposed breasts. He takes a deep breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly, as he buries his face in your cleavage. You can feel the tension in his body slowly dissipating, replaced by a sense of relief and relaxation. He's still rock-hard beneath you, but his grip on me is gentle, almost reverent."

"He hooks his fingers into the waistband of your pants and slowly pulls them down, revealing your bare skin to him. He gazes at you with a mixture of adoration and desire, his eyes drinking in every inch of you. He takes a step back, his eyes never leaving yours, and pulls off his own clothes, his pants hitting the floor with a soft thud. He's still hard, his cock bobbing slightly as he moves. He doesn't say a word, just looks at me with a hungry gaze, his chest rising and falling with anticipation."

"He pushes his fingers deep inside you, his thumb brushing against your G-spot. You feel a rush of pleasure as he starts to move them in and out, slow and deliberate. His eyes never leave yours, burning with intensity as he watches you respond to his touch. He's completely focused on you, his entire being centered on making you feel good. As you start to squirm and moan, he leans in, his mouth capturing yours in a kiss that's just as intense."

"He slowly removes his fingers from inside you and replaces them with his cock, the head of it bumping against your sensitive flesh. He doesn't thrust in immediately, just sits there for a moment, his cock pulsing with anticipation. I can feel his heartbeat racing against mine, his breath ragged as he struggles to maintain control. Then, without warning, he sinks deep inside you, his cock burying itself in your body. He freezes, his eyes locked on yours, his face twisted in a mixture of pleasure and savagery."

"He pounds into me with reckless abandon, his cock pistoning in and out of my body at a furious pace. I'm slammed against the couch, my arms and legs flailing wildly as I try to cope with the intensity of his movements. He's completely lost control, his eyes blazing with a primal passion as he drives himself deeper and deeper into me. I'm screaming, my voice hoarse from the effort, but it only seems to fuel him further."

"As I shudder through my release, he groans loudly, his body tensing as he builds up to his own climax. His cock bucks inside me once, twice, and then he comes, filling me with a torrent of hot semen. He collapses on top of me, his weight pressing me into the couch as we both ride out the waves of our pleasure. I'm still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm, but he's got me pinned beneath him, his chest heaving against mine."

"He carefully pulls out of me, his cock still half-hard, and rolls off the couch to find our clothes. He's quiet for a moment, just breathing heavily as he looks around the room, his eyes lingering on the mess we've made. Then, he picks up his phone and hands it to me. "You're going to love what I got you," he says, a sly smile spreading across his face. "I went shopping while I was out and got you some new lingerie." He heads towards the bedroom, not looking back at me, but his words leave me feeling warm and excited."

"He drops the box onto the bed, a mischievous glint in his eye. "What'd you think I was gonna do with my black card?" he asks, a smirk spreading across his face. He opens the box, revealing a selection of lacy lingerie in various colors and styles. "I figured it was time for a little surprise," he says, picking up a delicate pink bra and holding it up. "What do you think?" He's clearly pleased with himself, and I can't help but be charmed by his excitement."

"He laughs, wrapping his arms around me tightly as he spins me around in a circle. "I'm glad you like them," he says, his voice muffled against my hair. "You deserve it, baby." He sets me back down on my feet, his hands still wrapped around me. "And don't worry about being sore," he says, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "It's just a sign that we're really living life to the fullest, yeah?" He winks at me, his fingers trailing down my back to rest on my hips."

"He wraps his arms around me, holding me close as he inhales deeply, savoring the scent of us and the intimacy of the moment. He tilts his head, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispers, "You're so beautiful when you come, baby." His breath sends shivers down my spine as he leans in closer, his body pressed against mine, his hardness still evident beneath his pants. I can feel his heart beating rapidly against mine, and I know he's just as turned on as I am."

"His eyes light up with excitement, and he nods vigorously, his lips curving into a wicked smile. "Oh, yeah," he says, his voice low and husky. "I think that's a great idea." He swoops in, claiming my mouth in a scorching kiss as he spins me around, leading me towards the stairs."

"He laughs, his body tense as he tries to maintain his balance and speed up his pace. "Hold on tight, baby," he says, his voice husky with desire. He staggers slightly, almost losing his footing, but I wrap my legs tighter around him, digging my heels into his hips. We burst through the bedroom door, and he slams it shut behind us, his eyes burning with intensity."

"He groans in approval, his mouth closing around my flesh as he begins to suck and lick me with increasing urgency. His fingers spread my labia apart, his tongue darting inside me with a possessive gentleness that sends shivers down my spine. I can feel his hardness pressed against the bed beside me, his body tense with restraint, as if he's holding back from diving in."

"He growls in approval, his mouth moving faster and more intensely as he devours me. His hair is tangled between my fingers, his scalp burning as I hold on to him, urging him deeper. His tongue laps at me, sending me spiraling towards an explosive climax."

"He pauses, his chest heaving with exertion, his eyes locked on mine with a fierce intensity. The tip of his cock teases my entrance, leaving me breathless and wanting more. His fingers dig into my hips, holding me in place as if daring me to move, to take what he's offering. My inner walls pulse with anticipation, aching to be filled by him."

"He groans, his eyes flashing with triumph as he slowly sinks into me, his cock filling me to the hilt. He pauses for a moment, his body tense, then begins to move, pumping in and out of me with slow, deliberate strokes. His face is inches from mine, his eyes burning with passion, as he whispers sweet nothings in my ear."

"His hands leave bruises on my thighs, hips, and breasts as he holds me in place, his fingers digging deep as he pounds into me. I cry out, overwhelmed by the sensation, but he doesn't relent, his rhythm unbroken as he claims me as his own."

"His teeth leave a trail of love bites on my neck, each one a testament to his possession. I feel myself exploding, my orgasm ripping through me like a wave. I scream, the sound lost in his ear as he continues to claim me, his hips pumping harder and faster, driven by his own release."

"He growls, his body shuddering as he empties himself inside me, his cock pulsing with release. He collapses on top of me, his weight pinning me to the bed, as he wraps his arms around me, holding me close."

*He chuckles, his chest rising and falling with exhaustion, his face buried in the crook of my neck. "Anytime, baby," he murmurs, his voice husky with satisfaction. "I love making you scream." He pauses, his breathing slowing as he holds me close. "You're so beautiful, even when you're covered in sweat and marks." He lingers, his lips tracing the trail of love bites on my neck.

*He chuckles, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Ah, baby, you're so worried about covering up your marks? You know I love seeing them on you. It's like a badge of honor, a reminder that I've claimed you as mine." He runs a gentle finger over the bruises, his touch sending shivers down my spine. "Besides, who cares what anyone thinks? You're mine, and I don't care who knows it." He pulls me closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "And if they don't like it, they can kiss my ass."

*He smiles back, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Yeah, that's what I like to see," he says, his voice low and husky. He kisses me, his lips soft and gentle, but with a hint of possession. "You know you're mine, baby. And I'm not letting anyone take that away from me."

*His expression turns grim, his eyes clouding over. He gets off me, leaving me feeling bereft and a little lost. "Work's been a nightmare," he growls, his voice low and angry. "Those idiots at the club are still trying to stab us in the back, and I've got to deal with it." He runs a hand through his hair, his tension radiating off him like heat. "I'm going to have to make some calls, clear up some things. You're safe, baby. You stay here, okay?"

*He pauses, his eyes softening slightly as he looks at me. "Fine, fine," he says, his voice a little gentler. "I'll order some food. But you need to stay here, okay? I don't want you out of my sight until this is all settled." He pulls out his phone and dials a number, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Yeah, listen, get me the usual. And add an extra order of sushi. Yeah, that's right. And make sure it's delivered to my safehouse, not my main residence. Got it?" He hangs up the phone and looks at me. "Food will be here soon, baby. Just stay here and try to relax, okay?"

"He nods, his eyes searching mine for a moment before he gives me a small smile. "I'll be back as soon as I can, baby," he says, his voice a little softer. "You stay here, don't leave, no matter what. You hear me?" He takes my hand, his grip firm but gentle. "I'll be back soon, and we'll get through this together." With that, he turns and walks out of the room, leaving me alone once again."

"I snuggle deeper into the covers, feeling the softness of the bed envelop me. I try to focus on the sounds of the safehouse, the hum of the air conditioning, the distant murmur of the TV in the other room. But my eyelids start to droop, and before I know it, I'm drifting off to sleep. I'm vaguely aware of the sound of the door opening, but it's too late, I'm already gone."

"I wrap my arms around the warmth, feeling a sense of comfort and security wash over me. I snuggle in closer, recognizing the familiar scent of Zane's cologne and the soft rustle of his clothes. As I drift back to consciousness, I feel his hand gently stroking my hair, his fingers tangling in the strands as he whispers softly into my ear."

"I hold you close, my arms wrapped tightly around you as I gaze down at your peaceful face. My fingers continue to stroke your hair, the gentle motion calming my own racing thoughts. I breathe in deeply, taking in the scent of your shampoo and the softness of your skin. For a moment, I forget about the stress and tension of the day, and just focus on being with you."

"I'm suddenly aware of a noise in the kitchen, and my eyes snap open. I sit up straight, my hand instinctively reaching for my gun before I realize it's just you getting out of bed. I watch as you make your way to the kitchen, my eyes narrowing slightly as I take in your movements. My desire to protect you is still strong, even in the dead of night."

"I blink slowly, my eyes adjusting to the dim light of the room. I'm momentarily disoriented, but as I take in your apologetic expression, my tension eases. I rub a hand over my face, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. "Hey, it's okay," I say softly, my voice low and rough from sleep. I swing my legs over the side of the bed, my eyes fixed on you. "You hungry?""

"I nod, my eyes never leaving yours. "Okay, let me take care of it," I say, standing up and walking towards you. My movements are slow and deliberate, my gaze fixed on your face as if trying to commit every detail to memory. As I approach you, I can smell the scent of fresh food wafting from the kitchen, and my stomach growls in response."

"I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering across my face. "You want sushi at 2 am?" I ask, my voice dripping with incredulity. But then my expression softens, and I nod. "Actually, I think that's a great idea. I've been craving it all day. Let me get some for us." I take a step back, pulling out my phone to place the order."

"I walk back into the bedroom, a large platter of sushi in my arms. I set it down on the bedside table, my eyes fixed on you as you glance up at me. "Got our favorite spot," I say, smiling, and begin to arrange the sushi pieces on the platter. As I work, I notice how comfortable you look, and my desire to be close to you grows. I pick up a piece of salmon sashimi and hold it out to you, my gaze never leaving yours."

"I watch as you savor the sushi, my eyes never leaving your face. The way you moan in pleasure, the way your eyes close in ecstasy, it's all so goddamn sexy. I take a step closer, my hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear. "You like that, baby?" I whisper, my voice low and husky with desire. As I speak, I notice how your nipples are perked up, and my cock twitches in response."

"I don't move, just let my hand hover over the sheet, as if hesitating. I'm not going to stop you from getting another piece, but I want to be close to you. As you reach over me, your arm brushing against mine, I feel a spark of electricity run through me. I grab your wrist, holding it in place for a moment, my fingers wrapping around your slender arm. "You know, I think I'll join you," I say, my voice low and gravelly, my eyes locked on yours."

"I take a deep breath, my eyes never leaving yours, as I open my mouth to accept the sushi. The moment it touches my tongue, I close my eyes in appreciation, the flavors and textures exploding on my palate. As I chew, I subtly move my head, allowing you to feed me, our lips almost touching as I take another bite. The sensation sends a shiver down my spine, and I can feel my hardness growing."

"I gasp slightly as you wrap your hands around my neck, the sensation sending a thrill through me. As you climb onto my lap, I feel my cock twitching with anticipation. When you take another piece of sushi and offer it to me, I accept it with a nod, my eyes locked on yours. The moment our lips touch, I release a soft moan, the gentle pressure and warmth sending shivers down my spine. I pull you in closer, our bodies pressed together as I savor the taste of the sushi and the kiss."

*I watch you devour the sushi, my eyes fixed on the way your lips curl around the pieces. As I notice the juices from the fish start to glisten on your mouth, I feel my chest constrict with desire. When you turn to me with your mouth full, I chuckle low in my throat, my gaze lingering on the tantalizing sight. "Oh, yeah," I say, my voice husky with amusement. "You've got a little something on your face." I reach out, my finger hovering over your lip as I ask, "Can I help you with that?"

"I lean in, my lips meeting yours in a slow, sensual kiss. As I taste the sweetness of the sushi on your lips, my tongue explores the contours of your mouth, deepening the kiss. My hand cradles the back of your head, holding you in place as I feast on your lips. The caress is gentle at first, but as the kiss grows more intense, my lips begin to demand more, pulling you closer and tasting the hunger that's building between us."

"I feel a pang of disappointment as you break the kiss, but my eyes light up with amusement at your sudden desire for another piece of sushi. I watch as you grab another piece and pop it into your mouth, my gaze lingering on the way your lips curl around the fish. "You're so adorable," I whisper, my voice low and husky. As I speak, my hand reaches out, gently brushing against your cheek as I ask, "Want me to help with that too?""

"I chuckle low in my throat, my eyes never leaving yours. I bring my hand closer, my fingers hovering just above your mouth as I wait for your response. As you nod, I gently slide my hand inside, my finger tracing the shape of your lips as I guide the piece of sushi further into your mouth. My gaze holds yours, my eyes burning with a hunger that has nothing to do with food."

"I feel a shiver run down my spine as you start to lick my fingers, the sensation sending sparks of pleasure through me. My eyes never leave yours, and I can see the desire burning in them mirroring my own. As I continue to push my fingers deeper into your mouth, I can feel your tongue wrapped around them, sucking gently. The intimacy of the moment is almost overwhelming, and I can feel myself getting harder by the second."

"I moan softly as you climb on top of me, your lips crashing into mine in a passionate kiss. As you speak, your words are interrupted by our gasping breaths and the soft groans that escape us. I nod slightly, my eyes locked on yours, and I whisper against your mouth, "You have no idea how hard I am just from looking at you." My hips flex subtly, grinding against you as I speak, and I can feel my cock straining against my jeans."

"I feel a surge of excitement as you undo my belt and lower my jeans. As you wrap your hand around my cock, I release a low groan, my body tensing in anticipation. My eyes flutter closed as you start to stroke me, the sensation sending shivers through my entire body. I'm so hard now that I can barely think straight, and all I can focus on is the pleasure you're giving me."

"I arch my back, pushing my hips upwards as you take me into your mouth. I can feel my cock swelling even more, the warmth of your mouth enveloping me like a vice. As you start to suck and stroke, I let out a low growl, my eyes rolling back in my head. The sensation is almost too much to handle, and I'm grateful for the sweet release you're giving me."