Page 9 of Her Mafia Enforcer

The contrast of cold air, and the heat radiating between her legs made me bite back a moan. She shuddered at the muffled sound, one I felt radiate through my own fingers as I pushed the head of my cock against her entrance. I’d spread her nice and wide to make this easier for her. My cock was big, and my baby girl didn’t need to hurt because of it.

Her thighs quivered the closer I got, and I couldn’t suppress the dark chuckle rumbling from my chest.

“Look at you,” I murmured, firmly shunting through her wet folds. Even after all my preparation, her cunt was tighter than it should’ve been—her pussy fighting me the entire time, clenching over the tip and making me groan. “Your body’s primed and ready for me, isn’t it, Lina?”

“Yes,” she murmured, stretching further, her head tipping back to let those gorgeous dark-brown locks dance along her spine. “I’m ready for you, Adrian. I’m so fucking ready.”

“Are you, baby?” I crooned, thrusting slowly, deliberately, and watching as her lips parted in a silent gasp. She shuddered violently, her hands braced against the desk as her hips tilted forward, rocking onto me. The sight was enough to make my pulse quicken, but I kept my movements measured. Every thrust was calculated, designed to push her further into submission. “Are you ready for me to take this pretty pussy? You want me to fill it up with my cum, until you’re nice and swollen with me?”

“Yes, Adrian, please.” Her whimpers filled the room, a symphony of surrender and resistance.

“Deeper, Lina,” I said, my voice dark and taunting. “Spread your legs wider and take all of me. I know you can. I know you want to.”

“Yes.” She did, moaning low in her throat, and pushing back onto my cock, her pretty cunt clenching rhythmically around me. It felt like fucking heaven.

Groaning low in my throat, I palmed the cheeks of her ass, bowed lower, and thrust… until, oh fuck—my eyelashes fluttered as my baby girl screamed—as something deep inside her gave way.

My cock shoved through tight muscle to the core of her pussy and Lena was still shouting, the panic in her voice pulling me from the lust-driven fog I’d been in.

Liquid seeped along my dick, and I paused, a sick feeling entering my stomach. Frown on my face, my body stiffened as my mind stilled and one word played in repeat in my head. Virgin.

No. Please don’t tell me she’s a fucking virgin.

The tension in her frame told me everything I needed to know. I withdrew slowly, my glistening cock catching the light, wet from her slick… and blood. My breath hitched as I noticed the streak of blood smeared across my dick. Blood. I made her bleed.

My heart stopped, the realization cutting through my control like a knife.

“You fucking fool,” I muttered, the words meant for me, but I knew she’d misread what I’d said as her shoulders hunched. Fury surged in my veins, for myself, for fucking this up so horribly. “Lina,fuck.”

The weight of what I’d done, what she’d hidden from me, collided with the sharp ache of possessiveness that had been building since the moment she walked into my life. Fucking hell, if I’d known, I would’ve done things so differently—No, I wouldn’t have done a fucking thing at all.

She told me she’d seen dicks before.

I’m sorry, I thought. I didn’t give her a moment to adjust. To feel empty. “I’ll make it feel better,” I promised.

Fuck, why hadn’t I questioned why she was so tight.

I knew why. She felt too fucking good.

She squealed, her body tightening around me as I drove deeper, claiming her fully and leaving my cock between those previously untouched pussy walls.

Her cries were high-pitched, desperate, but I couldn’t stop. She’d driven me to the edge of my restraint, and now there was no going back.

“You pushed me to this,” I growled, my breath hot against her spine. My free hand gripped her hip, holding her in place as I reached for her clit, rocking my hips to catch that spot inside that I knew would make her explode quicker. “You knew what I was, and still, you wanted to play with fire. Why, damn it?”

Her tears streamed down her cheeks, but her body lit up under my movements. Writhing, squirming. As if she couldn’t get enough… I could almost convince myself that was true—but it didn’t make sense with what I’d just found out. With the fact that I’d broken her innocence on my fucking desk,stolen her virginityon my fucking work desk.

I’m so fucking sorry,I thought again and again, kissing her spine while I pressed closer, making sure there was no space between us.

She arched into my touch, her breath hitching as I rubbed her swollen clit faster. She was still wearing clothes for Christ-sake. The line between her pleasure and torment blurred, her cries turning into moans that sent a bolt of satisfaction through me.

“Tell me again, Lina,” I murmured, my tone dripping with remorse. “Is this really what you wanted?”

Her voice was barely a whisper, but it sliced through the tension like a blade.

“Yes,” she said, her words trembling yet resolute. Her head turned, her gaze mine, and in that moment, I saw something I couldn’t fathom—a raw, unyielding need that mirrored my own. “I want you. All of you.”

Her confession sent a shiver down my spine, my control slipping for a fraction of a second. I surged upward, claiming her mouth with mine, swallowing her gasps as my fingers continued their relentless assault. Her taste, her scent, the feel of her trembling beneath me—it consumed me.

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