Page 29 of Mafia Redeemer


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“Open for me.”

“Mmm.”

I do as he says, and his hand slides down my pussy. It moves up and down, and I wait for his fingers to finally enter me. But they don’t. The heel of his hand rubs just below my clit, teasing me with no relief. His fingers run along the outside of my pussy lips and almost to my ass. He does it over and over, and all I can concentrate on is that hand and what it is and isn’t doing to me. Eventually, his fingers move closer and in between my pussy lips, but they never dip into where I need them. My hips undulate as I try to get him to touch me where I need it.

“What’s wrong,piccolina? Don’t you like this?”

“You know I do. You know what I need.”

He leans forward and kisses my neck just above where it meets my shoulder.

“I know exactly what you need,cuore. I’m giving it to you.”

Does that mean we’ll have sex before the four dates? Please, yes.

His fingers move to my left inner thigh, the back of them trailing up my leg, to the joint with my hip, and over my mound to cup it. He does the same thing with other leg, alternating and teasing me three more times on each side. Then he’s rubbing that spot again just below my clit. The ache is turning into a burn. He knows it and presses more soft kisses to my neck and shoulder.

“Shh,piccolina. Not yet. Soon.”

“Enzo.”

I moan this name, and that rewards me with the tip of his ring finger pressing into me. But only the fleshy part of his finger, no more. I tilt my hips, inviting him to take more. His free hand has been caressing my belly up to my throat throughout this. He turns his head and licks my right nipple. I arch my back, pressing my hips into the mattress. That only pulls me away from that single, torturous finger. When I lower my back to lift my hips, that pulls my nipple from his mouth. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me. Driving me insensate with need.

“Enzo, please. It’s almost too much.”

“Use your safe word.”

I shake my head. I don’t want it to stop. I want way more. I want all of it. I want to risk defying him and reach for his shirt. I want him not to stop me when I unbutton it. Even if I could, I know he wouldn’t strop his ministrations to take it off. I long to trail my hand over his chest to his abs, but the tie restraining me prevents that.

“Do you wish your hands were free to touch me like I’m touching you?”

“Yes. No. I don’t know. Both.”

I want to feel him, but I also love that I can’t. What’s wrong with me?

He alternates sucking one nipple then the other. His tongue flicks them before suckling. I can’t concentrate on that as he continues to massage my pussy, but it adds to the bevy of sensations and emotions ricocheting through me. He lifts my left breast and sucks hard as his fingers finally enter me. He strokes the inside of my pussy, continuing the massage. He doesn’t thrust and withdraw. He caresses until he finds my g spot.

Holy fuck me.

“Do you need me to take care of you,piccolina?”

“Yes.”

“Do you need me to make you come?”

“Yes.”

“Do you need—”

“I need it all. Please, Enzo.”

My voice trembles, and I fear I’m close to tears.

“Shh, little one. I’m here. You know I’ll take care of everything you need.”

“I do. And I need you so much right now.”

He kisses up my neck, along my jaw and to my mouth. I open for him and pour every ounce of longing into my kiss. When he pulls away, I yank on my restraint. My instinct is to wrap my arms around him and not let him go. When his hand leaves my pussy, I wail. But he soon climbs onto the bed between my thighs. I watch as he lowers himself and positions my legs over his shoulders.

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