Page 21 of Claimed By The Mafia Prince

My eyes land on her chest, how it rises and falls dramatically with every breath. I want to rip her top open and wrap my mouth around her nipple.

Without meaning to, I nod, and she smiles at me knowingly. “Use your words, Xander.”

I swallow and bite the inside of my cheek. “Yes, Sole, I want you.”

Her fingertips run lightly over my erection, pulling my cock out with drunken eyes as she smiles. “And do you need me, Xander?”

She looks at me through her eyelashes and I fucking shatter, “Cazzo, Sole!” Her tongue flicks over the tip of my cock and I hiss, “Yes, Sole, I fucking need you.”

“Well, that’s all you needed to say, Xander.” Her eyes glimmer with satisfaction as she leans forward, taking my cock between her full lips, sucking lightly before releasing the head with a pop.

“Don’t tease me, Sole,” I growl, and she giggles, her tongue flicking across the sensitive tip. I groan softly, my hands finding their way into her hair. I massage her scalp firmly.

She begins to slowly take me into her mouth, her lips stretching around my throbbing erection, and I have to bite my knuckles to keep from moaning too loud. I thrust forward slightly and Melissa moans, fidgeting as if she is looking for friction. “You like that, Sole?”

I thrust again a little harder this time, and she relaxes around my cock, her moans creating the perfect vibration. “Fuck, mia tenrazione, just like that.” Her warm, wet mouth envelopes me, and her skilled tongue swirls around my shaft, teasing me. Her eyes are closed. She falls into a rhythm taking me a little deeper each time.

I rub my thumb across her chin. “Look at me, Sole.”

I watch as her eyes meet mine, as she starts to stroke me and wiggle her ass a bit. I dig my hands into her hair, pulling on it gently, and she groans.

“You getting wet, Sole?” As I thrust into her mouth and go down her throat, tears prick at the corners of her eyes, but she nods yes, swallowing me deeper. “You want to touch yourself?”

Melissa moans, her eyes pleading with me. I pull out of her mouth, and she takes a deep breath, poking out her bottom lip. “Please, Xander. Please.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely, yes.” Her fingers fly underneath her dress, and I pull the front of her dress down, releasing her plump breasts from the flimsy yellow dress she is wearing.

She mewls against her hands, and I stroke myself while watching her rub her clit frantically. I tap my cock at her lips with a lazy smile. “Open up, Sole.”

She opens her mouth greedily and takes my entire cock down her throat. Her head bobs rhythmically as her lips wrap tightly around my cock, as if she never wants to let go. As she swallows me into her throat, I feel like I’m being consumed by the heat of her mouth, and it drives me insane.

“God, Sole. You’re such a good girl.” My thrusts follow the rhythm she sets by bobbing up and down on my cock.

I don’t know if I can last much longer with the way she is moaning and grinding on her hand. She slides her fingers inside of herself and starts bouncing on her fingers, and I lose my shit. “Sole, I want you to cum with me, baby.”

My voice is strained and heavy, and with each stroke of her mouth, my balls get tighter. Her moans grow louder, only muffled by the stroke of my cock down her throat.

She pulls herself off of my cock, and whimpers, “Fuck, Xander! I’m going to come.”

I am not far behind her, gripping the base of my cock, I stroke myself, my come shooting out in ribbons across her breasts. She throws her head back, raising her hip to meet her own touch, but her eyes never leave mine as she moans my name, “Xander!”

Melissa’s breath catches in her throat as she looks me over again, and my mouth speaks before I can catch up and think, “Stay with me, Sole.” Her eyes widen as she looks around the room like someone will jump from underneath the bed and grab her. “Please, Sole.”

She licks her lips, a small smile on her face. “Of course, Xander.”

After cleaning her up and getting her to wear one of my T-shirts, Melissa falls asleep nuzzled into my chest.

My eyes are wide open staring at the ceiling, and I methodically rub her scalp in the small circles she calls her melatonin. I can’t believe this girl is mine.

Melissa shifts, moving closer to me, and I inhale her vanilla scent. I can’t believe she would crawl into the depths of my darkness and pull me out. I can’t believe I ever thought I could easily let her go, as if she weren’t the air I breathe.

I lean down and kiss her hair, hoping she can hear me through her sleep. “I love you, Sole, and I will never let you go.”

The devil himself could never stop me from chasing her, let alone the mafia. I will tell Father tomorrow. I will embrace the darkness and take the light with me.

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MELISSA

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