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I slide back down under the covers and turn to give him my back. There’s no way I want him to see my flushed face or my soaked panties.
I can’t speak because I might confess that I want him inside my drenched, untouched hole. The man has a filthy mouth and he wants to dirty up my mouth too. Damn it, I’m tempted to let him.
Closing my eyes, I try to rest, but it takes forever for sleep to come.
****
When I wake up, morning light beams through the windows and I find myself wrapped around the big brute. At first I’m confused, but then I remembered what happened. So I examine the situation ever so slowly. One of my legs is over his hip, my pussy snuggled right against his massive hard-on. Damn, is that thing huge just like the rest of him?
My entire upper body rests on his broad chest while his fingers splay along my ass, his other hand in my hair that’s now out of its braid. When did that happen? Not the braid, but our bodies so intertwined. It’s like we’ve been holding each other all our lives and it feels so damn right.
I don’t know why I didn’t try to run away last night, but I found myself trapped in his embrace, loving his arms around me all night. For the first time in my life, I didn’t care what his motives were as long as I was with him. Enrico has a hold on me that is unexplained.
It feels so damn good to have his body under my smaller one. The pull to relieve the ache is too hard to resist, so I rub my wet pussy on his cock, up and down. “I told you about massaging me.”
“I’m massaging myself,” I answer, grinding on him a little harder. Forgetting everything, but my need and the way this man makes me feel.
“Oh yeah,” he whispers. He reaches down between us, sliding my panties to the side and slipping a finger into my wet folds. “You need a massage?”
“Yes,” I whimper, feeling his thick finger stretching my untouched hole.
“You’re so fucking wet for me this morning.” He crooks his finger, pumping in and out of my pussy.
“Enrico. Oh.” I press my lips on his chest. He growls and flips me onto my back.
“Woman, you’re playing a dangerous game with a dangerous man.”
“Would you hurt me?” I ask.
“Never.” I believe him, even though I know that’s foolish to trust a mobster.
“Then you’re not so dangerous.”
“I want to fill you up, keep you for the rest of our days, and destroy any man who dares to take you away from me. I’d consider that very dangerous.”
Trust is hard for me, but he makes it simple. “I like those motives.”
“When it comes to you, my motives are pure.”
“Pure?” I challenge him, knowing he’s planning to take my purity away. Divest me of the last bit of innocence and it’s the one piece I’d gladly give away.
“Purely to make you mine…forever.” He crushes his mouth to mine, slipping his tongue inside, delving in and claiming me in a kiss that needs no clarification. My captor’s intentions are selfish, and so are mine.
I run my hands through his short, thick hair, eliciting a moan from him. He bites down on my lip, thrusting his finger into my pussy a little more.
“Baby, I’m hungry for breakfast. Are you going to feed me?”
“Do I look like your wife? Feed yourself,” I tease, daring him to take control.
“Gladly,” he grunts, dragging his face away and down to my chest where he bites through my shirt, nipping my right breast. Unsatisfied with that, he lifts up my top and sucks my nipple into his large mouth, sending my back bowing off the bed.
Wow, I’ve played with my breasts before and never felt anything like that. His mouth, the heat, his tongue, they send a tingling vibration straight to my core. I cry out, wanting, pleading for more. “More. Brute, give me more.”
He slaps my left breast before taking it into his lips, sliding his tongue around my stiffened nipple while he rubs my pussy. I’m about to come undone. “I’m starving, woman.”
“Enrico,” I whisper as my pussy clenches, aching for his mouth to go south. Sinking lower, his eyes still focus on me, his mouth hovering over my partially covered pussy. With a quick tug, he tears my panties.
“Hey, I liked those ones.”
“Should have served me.” He dives into my core, swiping up my juices with his devilish tongue. I grip the sheets in this mediocre room, wondering how in the world I’ve succumbed to him when I told myself I wouldn’t, but there’s nothing to be said for it because I know that he’s got me right where he wants me, and he’s right where I want him too.
