Page 13 of Hard Irish Mobster


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Each time he thrust in, my pussy grips his cock. His biceps flex and the abs I’ll have my tongue on again soon enough ripple from coiled pressure building. I know because I feel it too.

This is hot, wet and wicked, and nothing of how I saw my morning going. A little over three hours ago I would have guessed I’d be waking up right about now, showering and putting on that ugly mustard uniform for the millionth time. Not taking my pleasure wrapped around a filthy-minded mobster.

Just seeing his glistening cock slip from my body sticky and wet with my juices has me close to the edge.

I’m not the only one who likes the view. His gaze is locked on where our bodies are united, and I clench the velvety walls around him.

“You’re the angel that’s going to be my death. That’s it, take what you want.” His voice is a smoky, rough baritone with hints of his Irish roots coming through.

“Sy, I’m close, so close.” The warmth of his body molds me to him, and he leaves a teasing trail of kisses along my exposed shoulder.

“Fuck, Kat, you’re milking my cock. I can’t hold on much longer. Come for me, mo chroí, give me your release now!”

“Oh my god, don’t stop. Do it again!” I beg, throwing an arm around his neck and bracing the other against the thick window.

He shoves into me one last time and throws his head back. “Come now, Katriona!” he bellows, and I can see the lines around his mouth grow tight with concentration.

Jets of hot cum spill into me, and I can feel every single rope as he shoots his load off.

“I feel you,” I scream, and I don’t care who can hear me at this point. I’m panting so hard I can barely speak, and I can’t hold in what I’m feeling.

“I’m…coming…Syyyyy.” The feel of his dick jerking off inside me hurls me into my own release. Pure blissful white-hot ecstasy steals my breath and vision as my head falls back, and I fall into my release. The walls of my pussy spasm around his thick cock.

Hot. Fucking. Bliss.

His heavy breaths come hard and fast against my shoulder. His eyes are the first thing I see as I lean back in his arms. We’re a mess and our joined releases are spilling down our thighs, but the look of happiness in his eyes is all that I can focus on.

I nuzzle into his neck and sigh with a contentment so foreign I wonder if I’ll ever feel this happy in my life again. “So that’s what dirty office sex is like.”

“Wait until I have you in my bed. Like I said, this is only a taste.”

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