Page 25 of Mafia Fire


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God… that feels so good. If his touch on my thighs feels this good… I want to know what it feels like to have a man touch me… there, to make me come.

I cave. “Please. Touch me.”

I tremble as, for the first time in my life, a man’s fingers stroke my naked pussy. His finger dips into my arousal, then traces downward, the slick pad of his finger circling my clit. “Oh, God.” It’s terrifying and electrifying all at once, overwhelming waves of pleasure tearing through me.

“Before I punish you, I want some answers. The trouble you’re in, is it with the Accardis?”

I take a deep breath, trying to focus on answering his question as his finger continues to swirl around my tight bundle of nerves. More waves of ecstasy shoot through me, making my voice tight as I try to speak. “No. It wasn’t. But now that I didn’t do what they asked, I’m guessing I’m in trouble with them too.”

“I’ll take care of the Accardis. You can let that worry go.”

“Oh… okay?” I hold my breath as he leaves my clit, his finger trailing upward. He pushes a finger into my tight entrance, my skin burning as it stretches. Oh my God. It feels so good to finally have something inside of me, the empty aching now clenching around his thick finger. I’m so wet from all his talk, the dark looks from his captivating eyes, lying over his lap like this, his rumbling voice.

He pushes a second big finger inside me, filling me. “You work for me now.”

“Huh?” My eyes close, my mind hazy, my only focus the feel of his fingers entering me, filling me, pressing into me, then dragging back out only to be thrust further inside. My hips buck against his lap, my fingertips digging into the buttery leather of the padded bench as he strokes me deep inside.

Did he say I work for him? “Come again?” I manage to choke out.

He pumps his finger in and out of my sex, faster. A moan drags up from my gut, deep and animal-like. I try to be ladylike but it’s no use, I’m humping my hips against his thighs, pushing my ass back to let his fingers deeper inside me.

“You took a job here cleaning. Remember, you begged for that job.”

Job. Cleaning. I clean for a job. “Oh, yes. I forgot.”

More, more, more, please! My muscles tighten around his fingers as a spring coils in my belly, growing taut. He moves his finger inside me again. A whine rises in my throat, my fingers clutching the edges of the bench.

I’m getting close to something, I’m reaching for it with my mind, with my body, the promise of tumbling off the edge of the Earth…

He pulls his fingers from me. My empty pussy clenches with need. No, no, no! I try to hide the whimper that settles on my lips but it’s no use. I need those fingers back inside me. I need to reach whatever pinnacle I was climbing toward.

I’m not above begging. “Please, don’t stop!”

“Do you want my fingers inside you, pretty girl?”

My body demands it. “Yes.”

“I’ll put my fingers inside you. But you’ll have to be a good girl to get what you want. You’ll have to be obedient and tell me what I want to know.”

“Um… okay?” Honestly, I would tell him anything right now, just to get those fingers back inside me. I wiggle my hips helplessly against him.

“I’ll start naming families. When I get to the one you’re in trouble with, you don’t even have to tell me. Just squeeze.”

Huh? “Squeeze? With what?”

His fingers are back on me. Thank God. I melt into him at his touch. He strokes my clit with his slick fingers, sending me into space. Stars spark in my vision as delicious tremors travel through me.

“With your pretty pussy,” he says.

Shame fills me at his dirty words.

“Okay. I’ll try.”

His dancing fingers are gone from my clit, his palm offering a sharp slap on my ass.

I ricochet off his lap, the sting spreading across my bare skin. “Ow!”

“Don’t try.” He brings the tips of his fingers to my mouth. “Obey.”

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