“I’m not considering it,” I said carefully. “I already made up my mind. I’ll keep my name. I’m sorry, Maddox.”
Maddox pulled away and began pacing the room. “One of the main things about marriage is to adopt the same name to show you and I belong together.”
“I don’t think we need to share the same name to belong together, and everyone will know about our marriage. It’ll be all over the press, so no need to rub it in even more by using the same name.”
He gave me a disbelieving look. “Rub it in even more? I want every single fucker on this planet to know that we’re together.”
“I want that as well,” I said, touching his chest.
“If we don’t use the same name, people will only speculate that you don’t really mean this marriage, that you have doubts.”
“I thought you don’t care what other people think?” I asked teasingly but Maddox only glowered.
“And I don’t have doubts. If I had doubts about you, I wouldn’t have fought Dad for so long to accept you and I definitely wouldn’t have risked the social backlash I’ve been getting. You are my man, a name won’t change that.”
Maddox smiled bitterly. “So we won’t have the same name.”
I bit my lip. “You could—”
Maddox’s eyes flashed with anger. “Don’t say it. Don’t fucking suggest I could adopt the name Vitiello. Do you want me to cut off my balls and hand them to your father on a silver platter as well?”
I rolled my eyes. “Adopting my name doesn’t have anything to do with my father or your manliness. Why would you be less of a man if you adopted your wife’s name, especially if that would make her life in the Famiglia much easier?”
He gripped my shoulders and pressed me against the wall, glaring down at me.
“I want everyone to know that you’re mine, Snow White,” he growled, looking furious but at the same time incredibly sexy. This less controlled side of Maddox turned me on. “I want every fucker to know that those lips are mine.” He nipped my lower lip hard before plunging his tongue into my mouth and kissing me harshly, his grip on my neck almost painful. My core tightened. “That those tits are mine.” He jerked my straps down, revealing my breasts. He squeezed one breast and sucked my nipple into his mouth so hard I winced, only to have wetness pool between my legs.
“Say it,” he ordered, sucking harder. “Say that those tits are mine.”
“My tits are yours,” I murmured.
He tugged at my jumpsuit, ignoring the ripping sounds, until it finally slid down to my knees, leaving me only my thong. He hooked his index finger in the soaked material and jerked it to the side, revealing my swollen pussy lips.
“I want them to know,” he rasped against my lips. “That this pussy is mine.” He shoved his knee between my legs and pressed his palm against me. “…and mine alone.” He pushed two fingers into me and began to thrust into me, the heel of his hand slamming against my clit every time. “Mine alone.”
“My pussy is yours,” I pressed out. I clung to his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin. My entire body was on fire, every muscle tightened to the max, and my lust covered Maddox’s hand.
Maddox’s mouth swallowed my cry of release as I desperately rode his fingers, wanting them even deeper and faster. Maddox suddenly removed his hand. I gripped his wrist, wanting to keep him in place. “I wasn’t done,” I protested.
“I know,” he said with a hard smile. “You always get your will, don’t you? Not today, princess.” I shuddered as a new wave of arousal hit me.
Maddox’s eyes flared with hunger. “Get down on your knees. I’m going to fuck your mouth.”
“Are you?” I challenged, almost going crazy from the friction of my thong against my uber-sensitive clit.
Maddox cupped my chin, his thumb stroking along my lower lip before it plunged into my mouth. His finger tasted of me. “Down on your knees, Snow White. That mouth is mine, remember?”
With a challenging smile, I sank down on my knees before Maddox. He opened his jeans and it sank down to his knees, revealing his swollen, glistening cock. A droplet of precum had gathered on his piercing. My tongue darted out, flicking the metal piece and licking it off. Maddox tangled his fingers in my hair, fixing my head so I couldn’t move.
Maddox looked down at me with pure desire. “Squat on your heels and spread your legs.”
I pushed down my jumpsuit and stepped out of it before I squatted so low my ass cheeks almost touched my heels. Then I opened my knees wide and looked up to Maddox. His cock looked ready to burst. My own need was pulsing madly between my legs.
Maddox guided my head toward his cock and I parted my lips for him as he claimed my mouth inch by inch. I gagged, my eyes tearing up when he was sheathed almost completely in me, his tip pressing to the back of my throat and his shaft pressing down on my tongue. Maddox held me in place, neither moving back nor forth. “Your mouth is mine, Snow White. Only my cock will ever claim it, and my cum is the only one you’re ever going to swallow.”
He slid out slowly only to thrust into me hard and then he slammed into my mouth so fast and hard, I almost lost my balance. I grabbed his ass for balance, clinging desperately to him as he took my mouth. I breathed heavily through my nose as I watched Maddox. His eyes were on me, his lips parted as he panted and groaned. My own arousal was slowly dripping down my thighs.
I’d never been more turned on, which said a lot, considering every sexual encounter with Maddox made me come several times.
Maddox glared. “You are mine Marcella, with or without my name.” He tensed and released into my mouth with a suppressed moan. He kept pumping slowly, still not allowing me to pull back, even if it was difficult to swallow with him inside of me.
When he finally stilled, I was close to release just from giving him pleasure. Maddox stepped back, slowly sliding out of my mouth. I stayed on my heels with spread knees. His gaze dipped down to my dripping center.
“Fuck,” he muttered, his voice raw. “Stand up right this fucking moment.”
I stood on shaking legs. Maddox dropped to his knees, gripped my thigh in a painful grip and swung my leg over his shoulder, parting me wide before he plunged his tongue into me. I bit down on my lower lip to stifle my cry as I came hard, my pussy pulsating around Maddox’s tongue. He didn’t ease his ministrations even when my orgasm waned, instead he made me come with his tongue two more times. My head rested against the wall, my leg hung limply on Maddox’s strong shoulder and I stroked his head as his lips gently took care of me after my third release.
“We’ve been up in my room for too long already,” I said in a rough voice.
“We have a lot to discuss,” Maddox murmured, “And I’m not done.”
“Maddox,” I said but he pushed to his feet and silenced me with a hard kiss.