Page 35 of Mafia Kings: Valentino

I leaned forward, too –

Not to kiss him in a romantic way, but aFuck me RIGHT NOW!kind of way.

Right as our lips were about to meet, there was a creaking noise outside the pantry.

“Oh FUCK,” I whispered in absolute terror.

We froze and waited in silence –

But nothing came.

No footsteps, no human sounds, nothing.

Valentino laughed. “It’s an old house. It makes sounds all the time. Don’t worry, nobody’s up yet.”

But fear had thrown cold water all over me. “Yeah, but they’regonnabe! I gotta get dressed!”

He chuckled, lifted me off his still-hard cock, and set me down gently on the floor.

Once he was out of me and I was standing, I felt his cum trickling down the inside of my thigh –

And I wanted to fuck him again.

Even though my pussy was sore from his size, and all the muscles in my belly had gotten the workout of my life from all those orgasms –

I wanted to fuck him again. For HOURS.

I looked down longingly at his wet, shining cock and wished we could keep going.

“Here,” he whispered, bending to the floor. He picked up his shirt and handed it to me. “Use this to clean up.”

“Are you sure?” I asked, shocked.

It was an odd bit of chivalry – but it was still chivalrous all the same.

“Of course.”

I used his shirt to mop between my legs.

It was a good thing I did, because there was alotto clean up.

He shoved his cock back into his pants and buckled up. I was actually sad to see that gorgeous thing disappear from sight.

I stepped back into my sopping-wet thong and remembered my blouse no longer had most of its buttons on it.

“Oh shit!” I hissed. “I’ve got to go back to my room and change.”

“Sorry about that,” Valentino whispered.

“Don’t be – it was fuckinghot,”I purred, and kissed him.

He kissed me back twice as hard, then pulled away and tilted his head towards the door.

“You ready?”

I nodded nervously…

And he opened the pantry door.

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