Page 75 of Dark Mafia Vows

“Rosa, where are you? Come to the kitchen,” I call softly into the receiver the moment she answers. “I just bought Ginny a dog, and I need you to look after it for a while.”

Ginny’s eyes narrow into slits as she turns to look at me, but I see the unbridled desire beneath those hazel depths.

I end the call with a beep before stalking dangerously toward my girl. “Can I have your undivided attention now?”

I don’t wait for her to answer before my lips find hers once more, my kiss insistent and claiming. I lift her off the ground, her legs instinctively wrapping around me as I carry her toward the winding staircase. She lets out a small noise of pleasure as my hand slides down under her short dress to caress her soft ass.

I don’t know the exact bedroom I stumble into until the door slams shut behind us. My mouth leaves her lips for a second, and I press her body into the door, grinding against her. She giggles at my impatience, but it quickly turns into a moan when my hand travels under her dress again to pull her panties to the side.

“Wet,” I drawl, one finger slipping inside her. Ginny whimpers, her eyes closed, her fingers digging into my hair. I feel her wetness coating my digits as I slide two of them inside her. “Just how I want you.”

As my movements get deeper, her hips roll against my hand. I kiss her again, slow and deep, my tongue exploring her mouth. She makes a soft whimpering sound as my fingers continue their careful stroking.

“You feel so good, baby,” I whisper, nipping at her jaw and kissing the spot behind her ear. Her skin is smooth and flawless, her hair falling over her shoulder to tickle at my chin. As my lips trail down her neck and collarbone to her breasts, she moans in appreciation. But when I don’t increase the pace of my thrusts, she whines impatiently.

“Please, Dario,” she says breathlessly, tugging on my hair. I let out a low growl as my dick gets even harder. But I don’t increase my pace. I continue to stroke her, wanting to savor every second of this moment. My cock grows even harder, throbbing against the center of her thighs.

The ache makes it hard to think straight, and when I feel Ginny’s hand slide down my stomach, sliding under my waistband, I release a painful hiss.

“Bad girl,” I groan, pulling her hand away and pinning it against the door above her head. Her eyes flash with desire as she stares at me wide-eyed and flushed.

Deciding to put her out of her torture, I add an extra finger inside her, watching as her body clenches around mine. Her breathing becomes even heavier, and her moans becoming louder as I slide in and out of her. I’m still pumping her slowly, but my movements are deliberate. I want to drive her crazy. I want to watch her come apart right here against the door, trembling as I hold her up by her wrists.

“Dario,” she moans again, moving her hips up and down to keep pace with my thrusts.

“Do you want to come, Princess?” I murmur, leaning down to take one earlobe between my teeth.

She nods frantically, her dark curls bouncing off her shoulders. I thrust deeply, curling my fingers inside her. She clenches around me, her hips bucking off the door as her orgasm hits her.

“That’s it, come all over my fingers like the dirty fucking girl you are,” I murmur, pumping into her a few more times before slipping my fingers out of her. When I raise my hand up, I see that I’m coated with her juices.

“Open your mouth,” I order gruffly.

She obeys, moaning softly as I slip three thick fingers into her mouth. Her lips close around them hungrily. I watch carefully as her tongue licks her juices clean, closing her eyes to hum at the taste.

“Good girl,” I rasp, my dick becoming impossibly hard.

If I don’t get inside her soon, I may explode in my pants.

Ginny presses her lips against mine again as I carry her to the bed. We are in her bedroom, her strawberry and vanilla fragrance mixing with the aroma of her arousal. I lay her against the soft mattress, kissing her body as I pull her dress over her head. As usual, she isn’t wearing a bra. She’s only in panties now, a pale pink lace thong.

I run my hands lightly across the bare flesh of her legs, making her squirm beneath me. Her nails claw at my shoulders as I lower myself down her body. When her panties are finally gone, I gently push her legs farther apart. Then I lean down and place kisses along the inside of her thighs.

“Dario...” She gasps from the intense pleasure. She still hasn’t recovered from her last orgasm. I want to give her more orgasms in millions of ways until she can’t take me anymore,but I don’t think I can last a minute longer if I don’t bury myself inside her.

“I want to make love to you, Ginny.”

The words slip out of my mouth before I can stop it. I feel her body freeze slightly, her eyes still on mine. And then, without saying a word, she leans up to kiss me.

Our hands move slowly, taking off every piece of clothing I have on. My suit coat, my tie, my dress shirt—all gone. My body feels hot, my cock throbbing painfully as she runs her hands lightly across my chest. Then she grabs my dick and starts rubbing. I let out a low groan.

She leans back against the soft sheets, wrapping her legs tightly around my waist as I hover over her. Her eyes are on mine, her hands buried in my hair. When I run the tip of my dick over her slick folds, she throws back her head and moans.

“Look at me, Ginny,” I say huskily.

She does, bringing our faces even closer as I slowly slide into her. Our moans mix together in the little space between our bodies. Her arms are around my neck, her legs around my waist as she clings to me like she never wants to let me go.

My grip on her waist tightens as my hips press forward, pushing myself all the way to the hilt. Her face is flushed, her eyes shining with arousal, lust, and something deeper. I roll my hips slowly, and she hums in pleasure.

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