Page 22 of Mistletoe in the Mafia

“I’ll fuck the attitude out of you later,” I inform her. “But first…”

She gasps when I push her onto her back. I slide her panties down her legs to reveal her pale, pink glistening pussy. She gasps again when my tongue darts against her clit. I slowly thrust into her opening, devouring her pussy like I’ve wanted to all night.

“Oh God,” Madelyn groans throatily.

She shamelessly rides my face, rocking back and forth. Her hand is in my hair, gripping and pulling on the strands. Her moans fill the air, and it doesn’t take long before her release coats my tongue. She comes with a strangled scream beforefalling back onto the bed. I rise, licking her arousal from the corners of my mouth.

Hmm. She tastes like an aphrodisiac.

Madelyn watches me, her expression spent and sated, from her position on the bed. And yet I can still see desire brewing in the depths of her eyes. She’s staring at my cock, which is still hard.

“Patience, beautiful. I’ll fuck you in a minute,” I assure her.

I kneel on the bed, straddling her thighs. My hands move from her thick dark hair to her delicate neck. She helps me take off her bra, allowing her full breasts to fill my hand. Her peaked nipples rise with each breath. They grow harder when I rub my thumb over them, twisting and toying with each rosy bud.

“Fuck,” she breathes when I lean down and bite down on one hard nipple.

I suck away the sting immediately, repeating the process with her other breast. Her fingers are still threaded into my hair, her nails running over my scalp. I brace myself on my elbows, leaning back so I don’t crush her. Her hands find my neck, and she brings my mouth to hers. I lick the seam of her lips, coaxing her open with my tongue, allowing her to taste her arousal.

“Fuck me, Dominic,” she pleads against my lips in that breathless, raspy voice.

I sit up to reach into my nightstand, grabbing a condom packet. I make quick work of tearing the wrapper and rolling it onto my cock.

“Last chance to back out?” I throw out.

She simply rolls her eyes in reply. I smile before bending her knees and lifting her calves, separating them so I’m kneeling between her thighs. I grip my cock, leisurely stroking it in my fist. She watches with eager eyes as it slides between her inner lips and over her swollen nub, drawing a soft moan from her.I grasp her hip in one hand and nudge at her entrance before slowly sinking into her until she’s filled with every inch of me.

My heart thuds in my chest as our gazes meet and it’s too intimate. Then her eyes moves downward, resting on a pale thin scar right above my heart. I grit my teeth, pulling out of her. She squeals when I whirl her around so she’s on her front. It’s much better that way. I don’t need to see the questions in her eyes and I especially don’t need to be looking into them.

“Ass up, sweetheart,” I prompt.

As soon as she lifts her ass in the air, I drive into her. She screams, and I pull out before drilling back into her with long strokes, repeating the motion several times.

“Fuck, you’re so deep,” she exhales.

“And you’re taking every inch so well.” She clenches around me and I groan. “Go on, come for me, baby.”

I plunge into her over and over again until she gasps, crying out as she comes. Her entire body shudders with her release. I continue thrusting into her from behind, reveling in the way her pussy grips my cock like a vise. The crack of my hand on her ass fills the room, and she grits her teeth and turns behind her to shoot me a look, daring me to do it again.

I give her a look of my own before slapping her ass again. “I told you I’d spank you, Madelyn.”

Her pussy is still taking my slow, unhurried strokes. I can feel my orgasm building inside of me, rushing through me like a freight train. I slap her ass one more time, drawing a moan from her, and then the room is filled with the sounds of flesh hitting flesh as I increase the speed of my fucking. My movements are more erratic as I grab her hips and hammer into her, chasing my release.

I watch until she detonates around my cock one more time before I stiffen. My eyes fall shut as I come with a loud groan. Breathing hard, I slowly pull out of her and lean away so I don’tcrush her with my weight. She practically collapses as soon as I’m out of her, falling onto the bed. She slowly turns around so she’s facing me.

I watch her curiously, waiting for my heart rate to return to normal. She’s staring at me like she can’t comprehend what just happened.

“That was…” She trails off, blowing out a breath.

I climb out of the bed, running a hand through my hair. She continues to lie there, naked, her skin glistening with sweat. And somehow, she still looks fucking beautiful.

I swallow. “You should take a shower.”

She shakes her head. “No, thanks. I’m good.”

I arch an eyebrow. She’s probably sore as hell right now after all that, but I need to get out of this room before I do something I’ll regret. Like fuck her again. Especially when I know she can’t take it.

“Well, I’m going to take a shower,” I tell her, walking toward the black door in my room without waiting for her acknowledgment.

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