Page 77 of The Mob Boss' Pet

Epilogue

Stephania kneels atmy feet, the white rabbit tail keeping her from pressing her ass against her heels. Not that she would anyway, it’s forbidden.

And my bunny doesn’t do naughty things when she’s so close to finding her release.

“Please,” she begs prettily.

I rub the vibrator across her clit again, harder this time.

“Are you going to be my good bunny?” I ask again. I’ve kept her on the edge for well over half an hour. Little beads of sweat line her forehead. Her thighs tremble.

Her torture is sweet.

I’m the luckiest son of a bitch in Chicago. I know it, deep in my bones I feel it. This woman could be with anyone, could be anywhere else, but here she is, my wife, my pet, my everything.

“Yes, I’ll be good. So good,” she promises.

I inch closer to the end of the chair. “Then be a good bunny and hop up here.” I pat my thighs.

She doesn’t give it another second; she bounds from the floor and straddles me. Wrapping her hand around my cock, she leads me inside of her as she sinks down onto my lap.

“Ahhh, fuck.” I grab her hip with my left hand. “More of that, pet,” I order and she beings to bounce on me. In and out, my cock disappears into her tight, hot pussy. It’s not long before I’m at the edge with her.

I slip the vibrator between our bodies, delighting in the little squeal she gifts me. The vibrations carry through her body, straight to my cock.

There’s no way I can last now.

“Please, Vincenzo. Please,” she whines. It’s sweet. She still thinks she can sway me with her little whimpers.

“Harder, bunny. Bounce harder,” I say, pulling on her ponytail from behind the ears. She hates the ears.

I make her wear them every time.

“Come for me, Stephania. Come hard for me,” I say, clicking the highest setting on the vibrator.

Her eyes widen and her body erupts around my cock. She screams, but the sound quickly trails off, leaving her silent as the waves of her release carry her away.

She doesn’t stop riding me. I think she needs the power of her movements to drag out her orgasm, but it has a double effect. My teeth clench as my balls tighten.

Electricity dances down my spine.

“Fuck!” I bellow and grab hold of her hips, dropping the vibrator between us. My cock pulses as my orgasm rips through me. She’s going to kill me like this one day, and it will be a happy death.

She slows her movements and leans her head on my shoulder, licking my neck.

“I won’t ever like these,” she huffs and tears off the ears, tossing them to the floor.

I chuckle. She’ll pay for that, but first I need to catch my breath.

With my cock still inside her, I wrap my arms around her and hold her to me. “I love you, pet.”

She plays with the hair at the back of my neck. “I love you, too, sir,” she whispers.

“You have a shift in the morning,” I remind her when she starts moving her hips against me. My cock slips from her, but she doesn’t climb off. I’ll have to have the chair cleaned.

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