Page 56 of Mafia King's Forbidden Vows

At this point, words fail to express what I want and what I don’t want.

“Talk to me,Bellissima (Beautiful).”

“Yes…yes…” I don’t even know what I’m saying yes to. I just don’t want him to stop. A hard, wet substance pushes against my clit, easing my thighs even farther from each other.

“How about this? Do you want this?” The hard substance slides further into me. “Can you take a guess at what’s going into you, Princess? You always claim to be the smartest person in the room.”

I shake my head from side to side frantically. There’s no playing smart with him right now.

“If you don’t guess, you’re getting smacked!” And without warning, his rough palm hits heavily on my ass. “You have one chance left,Principessa(Princess). Daddy’s all ready for you now.”

“May…maybe the paddle?”

“Good girl!” The glee in his voice is unmistakable. He slips it out of me, rubbing at the entrance of my pussy with his thick cock. “Now, what’s this?”

From the size I feel and the tender skin, I can tell it’s his extra-large hard cock.

“That’s you, Daddy. That’s your dick.”

With that, he slides all his glorious length into my aching, wet pussy.

My legs lift higher into the air as he thrusts my hips against his in a maddening motion. Everything is happening so fast, including the shivers running from my spine to my legs.

I can feel the orgasm building up deep inside me, and as he rams faster into me, I cry out with relief. I’m almost in heaven when his rhythm slows down a bit.

As if he heard my disappointment, he commands me, “I want to hear you beg for more, Princess!”

“Ahh…please, Daddy! Please…”

“Tell me… please, what?”

Oh, fuck I can’t get any more words out as I am hanging in there, dying for his cock to finish me. I finally manage to whisper, “Ple…pleaseeee take me… now, Daddy! Please…”

“That’s my baby! I’ll give it to you.” With that, he suddenly turns into a wild animal, thrusting so hard… so fast, as if this was the end of him. His sheer girth and size reach depths of me that I didn’t even know were possible to reach in me, causing a tear to appear in the corner of my eye as I take all of his inches in, fast and hard as they come. But that is a tear of pleasure… a pleasure so heavenly I indeed could have never imagined before.

With his own orgasm approaching, he says, “Fuck. Hang in there for me baby, I’m cumming…” his voice trails off as he doubles over me, gasping with relief as orgasm shakes him to his core.

I lift my arms around his neck, rubbing my tied hands along the back of his head, as best I can, to calm his rapid breathing.

I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but Elio Donatelli brings out something I never knew existed in me and for that, I can throw all caution to the wind and just enjoy him fucking me.

Chapter nineteen

Elio

The dim light from the desk lamp in my study barely illuminates the room. My cold fingers drum against the edge of a whiskey glass I’ve emptied twice already within a couple of minutes.

Aria, my Aria, was just in my arms, moaning in rhythmic melody to the passionate ramming of my cock into her wet tightness. Her naked skin was glowing under the moonlight, her soft, succulent breasts flapping against her torso as I desperately explored her delectable insides.

And then, suddenly, my eyes had caught something; a subtle flicker of movement in the shadows.

I had slowed the pace of my hips, squinting my eyes to decipher who was lurking around in the shadows, and then I spotted the too familiar black suit and shiny pair of shoes. Of course, Ididn’t let Aria’s build-up toward her orgasm get interrupted by the realization; in fact, I used my slowing down to intensify her pleasure by making her beg me in anticipation.

But point in case, one of my men was watching us. Watching her. It felt as if he had ripped away part of her purity! A purity that was only mine to rip away! And that is beyond any betrayal I can imagine. The thought alone makes my blood boil.

My chest tightens as my breathing becomes ragged, and I clench my fists. The audacity. He dared to lay his dirty eyes on what is fucking mine, and mine only? He dared to reduce my woman to something they think they can covet?

My fingers grip the edge of my desk so hard my knuckles whiten. I had turned my head away from him immediately, or else I would have walked out right then and there, with my dick wet and hard, just to crush my fist into his disgusting set of teeth and then empty a bullet between his dirty eyes.

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