Page 32 of Mafia Angel


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“I could tell.”

“If I spank you, I want it to be so I make you come.”

“And edging? Is that always a punishment?”

“Not always.”

She nods and curls up against me. It’s been a long day for both of us. When we arrive at my place, Afonso pulls into the subterranean garage. I put her back on her seat as gently as I can and make sure she’s presentable. I can’t help the fucking tent pole I have in my pants right now. When I step out, I button my suit coat right away to hide it at least a little. I lead her to the private elevator to my penthouse unit. It’s the only one that goes to that part of the top floor. I prefer having a way to keep the world out.

No one’s getting up here without my security knowing it, since they can watch the fire exit through cameras placed in the stairwell. The people who live in the other penthouse units have their own shared way up. In the elevator, I keep her head tucked against my chest, shielding her from the cameras I know are installed in it. I had them placed there as part of my personal defenses.

Once we step directly into my home, I sweep her into my arms and carry her into my bedroom. We’re already kissing, and once I set her on her feet, we’re tearing off each other’s clothes. Then I’m pressing her back onto the bed. She scoots back, and I prowl after her. But I stop when her head hits the pillows, and my head is at her pussy. I press her legs open and lick.

“Gabriele.”

“Hmm?”

“Please, don’t. I need you.”

I hear the waver in her voice, and it’s not like in the car. This one is sad, and I don’t like it. That’s not how I want her to feel. I shift to hover over her. I press my cock into her, easing in inch by inch until the last couple. I thrust hard, and her back arches off the bed.

“Yes!”

She screams, and I only want to make her do it louder and louder. I pound into her, over and over.

“Come.”

It’s a command as much as it is permission. She grabs my ass, her nails digging in as her pussy clamps around me. I pull out at the last minute, remembering that we didn’t decide earlier. I look down at her, panting. My cum is all over her belly and just beneath her tits. She looks down too. I’ve branded her, and we both know it. She slides her right index finger through it, then licks it. Fuck. I’m ready to go again.

I roll onto my back and bring her with me. I feel my cum, now sticky on my stomach. She’s stretched across me as I run my fingers along her back.

“That spanking hurt like a motherfucker, but you’re so gentle with me now.”

“It was supposed to hurt. I wasn’t gentle just now, but it was vanilla.”

“I know. I liked it.”

That makes me wonder if she’d ever want kink with me. She doesn’t know I know about her BDSM membership. Maybe she doesn’t think— hasn’t guessed —what I’m into.

“Gabriele, I don’t want to fuck and run. But I need to go home.”

“You can stay.”

“I want to, but I can’t. I’m not ready for that.”

That breaks my heart. I want her to move in, and she doesn’t want to spend the night. She bites her bottom lip before she speaks. It’s not what I expect.

“I have that postponed date tomorrow night. I can’t get out of it.”

I don’t know what to say to that. I just look down at her as she pushes herself up to rest on her forearm on my chest. I barely feel it.

“I don’t regret this at all. But you and I both know we shouldn’t have done this. Not yet, at least. And I didn’t want to spend the night with you and then you find out I have a date with someone else. It already feels wrong that I’m going out tomorrow night with someone else after this.”

“It’s fine.”

She can tell it’s not, but she doesn’t argue with me.

“Can I stay a few more minutes, then I’ll go?”

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