Page 207 of The Mob 2: Shio Cuppacio

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“Sh… Sh… Shioooo.”

His mouth was full, and the way his jaws moved as he looked up at me while consuming me made the feeling ten times more euphoric. He squeezed his arms around my thighs, pulling me further into his mouth. His lips were so warm—so wet, so soft. I shuddered all over as suckling sounds filled the room. I could feel my stomach caving in and cramping as I began to quake. I had seen Shio a few ways, but this way? This was my favorite way to view him. I didn’t care about my breasts hanging or my body being exposed. All I cared about was that he continued to make me feel this good.

“I’m. I’m?—”

“Come,” he commanded.

My legs went stiff, my stomach completely caved in, and it felt as if I had just snorted a line with the way my eyes were crossed. My body shook uncontrollably. My nails were deeply embedded in the skin of his neck as he latched onto my bud.

“Ahhhhhh!”

I went limp in his arms, falling over his head as if I’d lost consciousness. His laughs shook my body as I tried to steady my breathing. He filled both of his hands with my ass cheeks, squeezing them together and then pulling them apart before biting down on the inside of my left thigh.

“Ummmm.” I could do nothing but hum from the sensational feeling that came with releasing.

“You tapped out?”

I nodded once, even being upside down, forehead resting against his back.

“Too bad.”

He stood, flipped me around, and placed my back against the bed. This man’s strength needed to be studied, but I expected nothing less from a person who was addicted to training his body.

“Solana?”

My eyes shot open. Shio was standing between my legs. He looked down at my hands that were covering my mound. I didn’t know I was shielding myself; it was just a natural reaction, I assumed.

“I can eat your pussy all night, if that’s what you want, ma.”

“Why does it sound like there is another option?” I asked, chest still heaving.

“’Cause there is.” He rubbed his hand down his face before grazing his top teeth with his bottom lip. “I can put us both out of our misery. But you should save yourself. You waited all this time.”

“But you have already made me come. Multiple times.”

“Yeah. With my mouth. With my words. But I ain’t made you come with my dick.”

I shuddered again at just the thought of being that close to Shio. “I am sure it is the same thing.”

“Oh, baby, trust me. It’s not the same thing.” He chuckled.

Shio grabbed my leg, stretched it out, and took my foot into his hands. My hands still covered myself, now feeling more exposed at the idea of having sex. He massaged my right foot, holding eye contact before swiping his tongue across the arch.

“Ahhh!”

I slightly lifted from the bed, but he didn’t let up. Maintaining eye contact, he snaked his slimy tongue between my toes. Using his free hand, he knocked my hand away from my mound and placed his thumb between my lower lips, directly on my bud.

The combination of his hand and tongue sent shock waves through my body. All of my hair, including the ones on my head, stood at attention, or at least that is what it felt like. As this man sucked my toes and fingered my hardened bud, I could do nothing but moan and slowly move my hips in rhythm with his. This may have felt just as good as him using his mouth to please me, or even better—I was not sure. Maybe everything Shio did to me physically felt good. Maybe it was just because it was Shio, and he was my taboo, and I liked him so much that everything felt good.

My bud became a rock, and that feeling returned to the pit of my stomach. He let my foot go but gave the opposite one the same treatment.My skin tickled, and my breathing became heavy with me inhaling and exhaling the same air. I dropped my chin into my chest with a sigh of pleasure before closing my eyes shut. I couldn’t look at him. Looking at him doing these things to my body made the building pressure intensify.

“Come, baby.”

“Goooood! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

I snatched my foot from his mouth, and at the same time, he dropped down, keeping his thumb moving but covering my box with his mouth. My legs clamped shut, closing his head in, and although I felt bad, I was jerking too wildly to care.

Laughing prompted me to open my eyes. Peeling my thighs apart, Shio was still in position, but instead of his mouth still on my now sensitive vagina, he was simply gazing at it.