Page 64 of Bound to the Mafia King

“You are perfect.” He peppered my face with kisses, waiting for me to acclimate to his size. “You okay?”

My walls pulsed around him. The electricity that pulsed through my veins was enough to power a small town. I was not very experienced in sex, but I knew that it didn't get better than this. There was no way. He was just too perfect for me. It was like the heavens had created him just for me.

“You can move.” I rubbed the pad of my thumb against his cheek.

He pulled out of me and plunged back into me with fierce intent. Our moans mixed in with each other, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

We moved, meeting thrust for thrust with passion and lust.

“Fuck, you feel too good, baby.” The words rippled from his mouth. “Fuck.”

The only thing that I could muster as a response was a moan. The man had me speechless. All my brain could comprehend was his dick moving in and out of me with a steady and forceful rhythm.

The breeze blew in from the open balcony door. The sounds of the crashing waves filled our room along with the slapping of our bodies. It was wet, hot, and passionate. Every muscle in my body was tight with tension as I took on his assaults on my pussy. And just when I thought I was about to burst, this man pulled out of me abruptly.

I was about to rip him a new one when he flipped us, so he was now beneath me and I was on his lap. His length sat behind my ass, my lips throbbing from the lack of friction they felt. They needed stimulation.

“Ride me,cielo.”

I didn't need to be told twice. I lifted myself and then eased him back into me.

We didn't waste any time. He jerked his hips upward, enticing me into moving. I lifted off him slightly and then slammed my ass back down. The earth-shattering shock wave that moved through my body was my single undoing. I had never felt anything more glorious than that.

I repeated my actions, working both of our bodies until we were slick with sweat and our chests heaved up and down from the passion.

With taut muscles, we became nothing but puddles of sex and passion. The sound of wet skin against wet skin filled my ears. The moans and grunts created a symphony for the pressure that had been building inside of us.

“Oh, baby…” My breasts bobbed up and down. “I'm so close to coming. Fuck, you feel so…fuck!”

He jerked his hips upward and began to slam into me with relentless force. “Come for me, baby.”

His encouragement made the end reach far sooner than I wanted it to.

I placed my hands on his chest and my hair curled my face as I moved my body meeting him with every ounce of force I could muster.

“Ah, Valerio.” I didn't know how much more I could take.

“Come for me, baby,” he breathed, “I’m right there with you.”

And that was my undoing. My walls collapsed when the orgasm ripped through my entire body violently. I tore in two and found myself free-falling into oblivion.

I heard him roar as he found his own release inside of me. We rode out our orgasms, feeling our two bodies coming together like two stars.

When the thick haze of lust and passion finally died down, I collapsed on top of him and his arms came around me. He pulled out of me and laid us down so that my head rested on his chest, while our legs tangled with each other.

I was spent.

We lay there in silence, the remnants of the passion-filled cloud still lingering in the room.

I could hear the steady beating of his heart from where I laid my ear. His hands moved up and down my spine.

The only word that I could describe this moment with wasperfect. There was nothing that I would change. Not a single thing.

“I love you, Valerio Valdez.”

I felt his lips press against my temple in a tender kiss. “I love you too,cielo. In this life and the next.”

Tonight marked the beginning of our journey together. Day one down… and a lifetime to go.

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