My Mafia Queen novel Chapter 4

There are three assholes banging down my door; one of them better have fucking coffee, "Fuck can't a girl sleep in?"

"Sorry, Kay," Matthew says as he is the first to walk in.

"Morning, gorgeous." Drake jokingly says.

"You better watch your mouth," Anthony warns. "Boss, while feed your tongue to his dog."

"Fuck Ant, that shit is sick," Mathew says.

I look at all three of them standing in front of me, "Which one of you pricks has my coffee."

"Boss is bringing it," Anthony says.

"What. I thought he was not going to come?"

"He changed his mind."

"God, I look like shit."

Mathew looks as he sees Jackson's car pull up outside, "I will keep boss busy while you clean up."

"Thanks, Matt, you make me sound like a whore."

"Better go perk that ass cause he is here."

"Drake, you are really leaning towards a fucking beating."

"Fuck Ant, he did not even hear."

Just then, I hear Jackson walk through the door, "What did I not hear, Drake?"

"Calling Kay's ass perky," Matthew says.

"Drake," Jackson warns. "You are seriously leaning towards a fucking beating."

"Exactly what I said, boss," Anthony says.

"Why are you assholes standing around here?" I hear him ask the three of them. "Get this shit on that truck."

"Where are the movers?" Drakes asks.

"Why do I need movers if I got you, three idiots," Jackson says.

"You need to show us where to put what, boss." I hear poof Matthew say.

"Do I look like a fucking mover to you?" Jackson snaps at him, "Get your ass out of here."

Then Matthew again, "But everything is not in boxes."

"Do I look like a shit ass packer?" Jackson asks him. "Get your ass going."

I hear as Matthews sighs, "But boss, we have not had coffee yet."

"Does it look like I brought you coffee?"

"No, boss, I am just asking."

Then I hear as Jackson starts getting suspicious, "Matt, what the fuck are you up to?"

"Nothing, boss."

"Do not let your shit face lie to me."

"Boss, I am just wondering."

"You are testing my fucking patience."

Shame, I really owe Matt one; Jackson can really be such an ass sometimes

Just then I step outside the room, "Thanks, Matt, you a real honey."

"For fucks sake, baby girl." I watch as Jackson's jaw drop. "You will give a man a hard-on so early in the morning."

"Do you want me to change?"

"Fuck no."

I only but chuckle at Drake when he asks Jackson, "Boss, I will be outside."

"Drake, for your sake, you better not be getting a hard-on from my girl; I will chop it off."

"That is sick, boss," Matthew says.

"Get these fucking boxes on that truck." Jackson shows for the guys to start going.

"Baby, I need to show you which boxes go where in my room."

"Sure, baby girl."

Once we in my room, I kick the door shut and lock it behind us.

"What you doing?"

"You will see."

I push Jackson back onto the bed; I start unbuckling his belt, loosening the button of his pants, and slowly slide the zip down. Taking his underwear by the seams, I pull it down and let his cock pop-out

I lower my head and take his cock gently between my lips. It is soft and warm in my mouth; I hold it still for a moment, tasting him. My tongue flickers and dances around his tip; instantly, I can feel him growing hard for me, his cock filling my mouth more and more with every flick of my tongue. My lips form a tight grip around his tip, and I slowly suck, moving my head back and forth, up and down, taking him deeper and deeper with each stroke.

His hands are tangled in my hair; he starts controlling my head, causing me to take him even deeper, even faster. I pull back slightly as the head of his cock starts to push against the back of my throat, but then I open wider and take all of him inside my mouth again. I hollow my cheeks and suck him hard, moving up and down his shaft. I wrap my palm around the base of his cock, sliding up and down at the same time sucking and twirling his tip, with every stroke speeding up my hand.

Don’t stop, baby, go crazy on the top of my cock; I’m about to cum.

I can feel his legs start to shake and his cock starting to tense up. I suck harder and faster, up and over, until he finally unloads in my mouth.

"You just full of surprises this morning."

"You too." I look at him shyly, "I thought you weren't gonna come?"

"I can't be too long apart from your sweet perky ass."

"Jackson."

"Yes, baby?"

"That is a fucking lame ass cheesy line."