Page 17 of Ruthless Mafia Daddy

Leaning down, he flicks his tongue over my right nipple.

I cry out, arching into his touch, aching for more.

It’s like this man can read my mind. He takes my breast into his mouth and sucks, running his tongue back and forth over my nipple.

I’m writhing beneath him. “Please, Andre.”

And now I’m fucking begging.

“I’m not sure if I’m done torturing you yet.” His breath tickles my nipple, but then he moves his hips, and the tip of his cock teases my entrance. “There’s so much more I could do…”

“I…I…need…” I’m barely able to get the words out.

“I know, baby.” He cups my cheek. “But before I go further, I need to ask?—”

“I’m on birth control.”

“Do you still want me to wear a condom?”

Fuck, why is he so considerate too? He’s making it so hard for me to stay detached. “I’m fine with not using one, I’m clean.”

“Me too.”

“Thank fuck because I need to feel every fucking inch of you,” I grit out, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him closer.

Wrapping an arm around me, Andre pulls me flush against him as he slowly starts to thrust his hips.

I wince a little as he stretches me, and he responds by kissing me so tenderly that my body relaxes.

“You’re taking me so well, Lila.”

Burying my face in his neck, I run my hands through his hair as he enters me inch by inch until he’s fully buried inside me.

I gasp at the fullness, my hips instantly moving against him, and my eyes roll at the sensation.

“Fuck,” he groans as my body adjusts to his size.

He doesn’t wait long until he pulls out, almost to the tip, before slowly thrusting back in.

We both gasp, and I pull away to watch Andre’s face as he pulls out once more.

His teeth are gritted as if he’s holding back, and when he thrusts into me again, his eyes widen as I clench around him.

“Lila,” he hisses.

“I’m so full,” I moan, arching against the pillows.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he grits out. “It’s going to be so hard not to fucking blow my load too soon.”

“No better than gamer boy, then” I tease as I circle my hips, whimpering at the feel of him inside me.

“We’ll see about that,” Andre murmurs before kissing me.

I instantly part my lips, letting his tongue explore my mouth as he starts to move inside me once more, a little faster now.

“You feel like fucking silk, Lila,” he moans against my lips. “I need more.”

“Take whatever you want.”

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