Page 52 of Mafia Target


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“No. And even if I wanted to, your dick would rip me in two.”

“That is what plugs are for.”

I reached around and shoved my hand into his briefs. My fingers found his semi-hard dick. Warm soft skin stretched over thick steel. Madonna, I loved the feel of him. He kept his hair trimmed, as I did, and even his cock was beautiful—long with a slight curve.

“Faster,” he grunted, trying to push up into my grip.

I slowed down, stroking his shaft leisurely. “Still giving me orders?”

“Get me hard. I want to fuck you again.”

My skin heated, now buzzing with need. I wanted that, too. But I couldn’t give in so easily.

Releasing him, I took a step back. “Get on your knees.”

He turned, his mouth tight with irritation. “You are trying to make a point.”

I didn’t say anything, just faced him squarely. Waited.

Giulio pushed off from the sink and closed the distance between us. He dragged a fingertip along my erection—and I shivered. His lips twisted. “You want to be rough with me?”

“Don’t pretend you hate it.”

“Oh, Alessio. You think I can’t top from the bottom?” He sank to the floor, his eyes never leaving mine. I held my breath as he rubbed his nose and face all over my dick. His warm exhales, the moan he couldn’t keep in . . . I had to lock my knees to keep them from buckling.

I expected him to suck me into his mouth, devour me and make me lose my mind. But he didn’t. He peppered the shaft with light kisses, up and down, like he was worshiping my dick. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

Then he used his tongue—and my eyes nearly rolled back in my head.

“Fuck,” I breathed as he licked me like his favorite treat. Sparks raced along my thighs, then up my spine. Each swipe of his wet tongue was better than the last.

Then he looked up at me and sucked the head just past his lips. Heat enveloped me, but he didn’t move. He kept perfectly still, like he was waiting for me to give direction. Those blue eyes burned into my soul and dried out my mouth.

“Take me deep. Into your throat,” I rasped.

He pushed, drawing me in. Wet warmth bathed my dick as the pressure increased. My crown bumped the entrance to his throat and I expected him to pull off. Instead, he shuffled his knees to get lower and tilted his neck back. Then he swallowed.

His throat muscles squeezed around the head of my cock and I saw stars. “Minchia! Do that again.”

He didn’t. He pulled back, dragging his lips and tongue along my shaft, then paused to tongue the slit at the tip. I bit my lip to keep from crying out. This had only started and already I was aching with lust.

Threading my hand through his hair, I pulled on the strands until he gasped. “Faster.”

Still, he moved at his own pace, the asshole. Suddenly, I shoved in until he gagged. I didn’t give him a chance to pull off. I let him recover for a half second and then went deeper, into the muscles of his throat. It was heaven.

Then he started really moving, like he was eager for my come. The sight made me so hot. This beautiful man, taking my cock into his throat again and again.

“Dio, that’s it.” I gave another rock of my hips. My balls were so heavy. “That’s where I want to be. In your throat.” It was where I wanted to stay. I could happily live out the next years of my life with my dick in this man’s mouth.

I wasn’t used to having sex with the same person over and over. In the military our “we like cock” circle had been small, and we were often shipped all over Europe in separate units. Encounters had been fleeting and rare. Which had been fine for me, because I liked women just as much. They were easy, willing, and not hard to find.

But I was becoming addicted to Giulio. This was better than anything I’d experienced before, man or woman.

He moaned and the sound vibrated up my shaft. My back bowed, my thighs shaking.

Large fingers slid behind my balls, up my crease. They found my hole and circled, teasing. Sizzles went all through my lower half and I couldn’t hold back. “No, too soon. Don’t—”

The tip of one finger pushed inside and I couldn’t stop it. The orgasm slammed into me, my body no longer in my control. Pleasure rushed up from my toes, euphoria turning my vision white. With a shout, I poured into his mouth. It went on for what felt like forever, my body emptying into his. Giving him everything.

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