Sexual Content Warning.

Maximus

Stella opened her apartment door and flung her purse off her shoulder, the bag dropping loudly in the apartment. Not wasting any time, she headed towards her couch and dropped down with a grunt.

"I miss drinking." She wined from the couch making me chuckle while I close and lock the door to her apartment. "Everyone was getting wasted, all happy for Sebastian and I'm there watching painfully unable to get on their level. At the end felt like I was a child care worker."

Walking to her I slip her shoes off her feet. "I'm sure they will be wishing they were you tomorrow morning."

She hummed and looked to me. "You didn't drink tonight."

I winked. "Solidarity Stella."

She chuckled. "Smart move."

Picking up her legs, I take a seat on the couch beside her and put her legs over my lap. "How are you feeling?

"Like I miss wine." She grumbled with a small pout. "Oh, you mean about the medieval family ceremony."

I snorted. "Medieval?"

Stella gave me an amused look. "You had a guy cut his palm, swear an oath and get branded."

I rolled my eyes. "We are an old and very traditional mafia family, respectable not medieval. I'll go easy on you since you are grumpy over not drinking wine."

She grumbled again. "Red wine, white wine, rosé wine, champagne. All in the same room and none in me."

Chuckling I shook my head at her. "I'll take you to a vineyard for a wine tasting when you can drink again and buy you cases of your favourite wine. Now stop avoiding my question, how are you?"

She let out a tired sigh making me remember its past midnight. "I have no idea. Ask me when I have had longer to process what I did."

I put on a forced smile and nodded. The image of her planting the hot iron on Sebastian's neck coming to mind then her face while she threw up in the bathroom toilet. I know she is strong, but that doesn't mean she has to adjust her definition of strength. Or have her uncomfortable with my family because of our... traditional ways.

"Stop it." She said making me look to her confused, unsure what I had to stop. "This is where you go into your head and give yourself a talk about how you hate that I had to do this, you don't want me betraying who I am and yata yata."

I narrowed my eyes at her from her mindreading. "Oh, is that what I was thinking?"

She hummed. "I can read your faces."

My lip quirked upward. "You know all my faces?"

She shrugged. "Not the one from the bathroom earlier."

Not telling her.

I looked around the place, few boxes scattered around. "When will you be ready to come to my penthouse? The men can move your boxes for you this week and you can be rid of the painful memories here."

Stella puckered her lips. "They can move my boxes if they have time, I have everything I need packed and I'm keeping my apartment so I won't stress about not having stuff. Now stop avoiding my question, what was that face in your bathroom?"

I continued avoiding her eyes, focusing on her packed apartment. "So, are you keeping the apartment in case we don't work out?"

She groaned. "Oh, don't be pouty, I am keeping the apartment because it's my place and it will allow me to sublet to Desimond if she needs a place to stay. Now stop avoiding my question, what was that face in your bathroom."

"That would be a good idea for the girl." I continue on with the apartment talk.

Stella groaned louder. "Maximus! Tell meeeee!"

I picked her legs up and stood up, putting her feet on the couch. "No, I won't."

Stella sat up, her eyes piercing into mine. "Why not?"

I fidget. "Because I won't lie about what that face is and I won't tell you and ruin what we have going on."

"Ooh." Stella stood with a playful smirk. "Now you have to tell me."

"Nope." I turned to walk into her kitchen, taking a glass out for water. Filling it I find Stella now sitting on the counter still with a smirk. "You hungry or want to go to bed."

She reached into a drawer and took out Oreos. "I got it. Now, I wanna know what your hiding from me. You were looking at me, which means I gave you the face and I wanna know what it was. Milk me Underboss."

Chuckling I take milk out from the fridge, pour it into a cup and pass it to her. The Oreo going in as I swiped one from her. "It's not important."

"You were looking at me, does that mean I'm not important." She ate her Oreo, my eyes narrowing at her joke that I was taking personally.

"Of course, your important." I grumbled.

"Then tell me." She dipped another Oreo. "Come on, I branded someone for you today you owe me an explanation."

I took a sip of water shaking my head. "No."

"Look at you squirming and avoiding the question. Come on tell me, tell me, tell me." She chanted snapping my resolve to keep quiet.

I crack my neck. "Stella."

She kept that playful twinkle in her eyes. "The squirming Underboss, I will make you break."

"Fine! It was my 'I'm falling in love with this woman face'." I clamped my mouth shut. I wasn't supposed to say that. "Fuck, forget I said anything, don't over think what I said or feel like we are rushing."

Stella didn't say anything. She put her milk down, finished her cookie and got off the counter. Her eyes soft, an image that pulled at my heart fearing for rejection.

"You are falling in love with me?" Her voice was soft, curious but not giving me any indication of what she is feeling about me.

I straightened my back and gave a tight nod. "I am. You have a gentle heart for others and a strength in you. But you don't need to say anything back."

The room was silent besides the pounding in my chest.

"Well that's a relief to hear." Her calm voice said with a chuckle, her arms coming around my neck. "Because I am falling in love with you too."

"What?"

She snorted. "Think I brand someone for just anyone?"

My hand came around her neck and I slammed my lips against hers. Bending down I picked Stella up, her legs wrapping around my waist while we kissed.

Stepping into her bedroom, I lay her on the bed, not breaking away from the kiss that I had needed for so long.

"Clothes, off." Stella mumbled against my lips. "Now."

Stepping off the bed I begin to strip, Stella doing the same on the bed. Never in my entire life have I gotten clothes off me as fast as I am now.

The second I was free of my clothing I dropped onto the bed, grabbed Stella's ankles and pulled her towards me making her laugh. Picking up her leg I kiss up her skin, stopping at her core.

Stella's hand dug into my hair, her grip pulling at my roots making me dive into her core. Using my nose, I split her folds open for me. My tongue slipping between them letting me lick her wetness, my finger moving to slowly pump into her core.

"Fuck." Stella moaned pushing me deeper into her. "Don't stop."

I move my tongue to her nub; kissing it, biting it, swirling it. Keeping my finger at its slow pace to build her up, I place a second finger in her to raise her higher.

"Fuck Maximus." Her nails dug into my scalp, the pain pushing me harder to give her pleasure. "Don't stop."

When I could tell she was about to come, I pulled away from her.

"Seriously?" Stella cried.

Chuckling I pulled myself up to cover her body, her legs wrapping around my waist. "So impatient."

She gripped my hair and pulled me towards her, my hips thrusting forward at the same time making her bow her back. My hand moved over to her breast, the touch of my hand making her shiver and moan.

"Wait." I stop and look at her wide eyed. "Is this safe?"

Her cheeks were flushed, her teeth biting her lip. "Safe?"

I nod looking at her ample belly where our child is growing. "Yeah, for them. Is it safe to have sex while you're pregnant?"

Her hand gripped my hair again bringing my attention back to her. "Max, sex is completely safe during pregnancy, in fact its healthy. Now are you still worried or will you fuck me?"

"You sure it's safe? It won't affect them?" I say rolling my hips, her core squeezing my cock like a vice.

Fuck I have missed this with her.

Stella bent forward to nip at my neck. "I'm sure." Another nip. "I looked it up." Another nip and roll of my hips. "But if you want to read one of the pregnancy books..."

Nope.

I flip us over, landing on my back and having Stella straddle me. "I am not putting clothes on and I am not squishing our child."

Stella chuckled, both my hands on her breasts to give her the attention and give use to the extra sensitiveness they have. "I like the order you had there. Fuck, don't stop."

Leaning forward I keep squeezing her breast, both thumbs swiping over her nipple. Removing one hand, I replace it with my mouth, kissing and nipping the nipple.

My body burned, my cock felt like it needed to pump in and out of her, but right now I wanted to ensure she was high on pleasure. Give this woman all my affection and make sure she knows I have that love.

"God Stella." I grunt around her breast. "You are fucking perfect and I fucking need you."

"Then I'll give you me." Stella moaned.

I was pushed off her, my back hitting the bed and looking up she gave a playful smile. Bending forward she gripped the bed's headboard, my hands going to her waist.

Stella rolled her hips, the movement bringing friction to my painfully hard cock. I moaned while Stella began to ride me, her pace quickening with each thrust of me.

Watching her, I put one hand to play with her clit, the action making Stella moan and quicken her pace. Needing more friction and needing more release for my cock, my hand gripped tight on her hip. With my grip, I began to thrust upwards, my cock grateful for the slippery warm friction her core was giving.

"Yes." Stella said while I thrusted deeper into her, her hips riding me harder.

Feeling my own rush coming, my thumb over her clit began to work harder, needing her to come before I could.

"Fuck Stella you feel so good, but I need you to come for me." I groaned, her body arching and her core tightening, telling me she was about ready.

With one more flick of her clit, her core gripped me tightly and she came over my cock. My body giving a few more thrust before I came inside her.

Stella collapsed on top of me, my hands staying on her hips to keep her where she is. She moved her head on my chest to look at me. "At the expense of sounding like a very hormonal pregnant lady... I have really missed sex."

Laughing I slapped her ass. "Same and I would gladly spend the entire night making up the sex I have deprived you of."

Stella gave a smirk. "Good thing you got started, you have a lot to make up for."

Kissing her I smiled, all thoughts on her and not on waiting for the shoe to drop.