Page 73 of Mafia King's Forbidden Vows

A feral grunt escapes his throat amidst the loud slap of his balls against my pussy. “Love what, baby?”

“This hard…and fast…” I moan as my center starts to contract until my midsection nearly erupts with orgasm.

“Don’t cum yet,” he orders, as if I can control myself.

He slides out of me, completely ignoring the sounds of protests tumbling off my lips.

“A little deprivation will do you good. You’re going on blindfolds now, you naughty girl.” Everything seems to be happening at the same time, but the weird uniformity of it is glorious. He turns me onto my back before covering my eyes with a silky blindfold, which given its shape and size, I can guess it’s his necktie.

“What do you say,Bellissima?You want the blindfold or not?” Complete darkness envelopes the room as he ties a knot behind my head.

“I…I don’t know.” Something within me wants to keep my eyes open, but the adventurous part of me wants to trust Elio and say a big yes to this.

“That doesn’t encompass any of the answers I want from you.”

Another smack.

This time, the sting is nearly unbearable. That horrible yelp must have ripped from my throat.

“It’s either a ‘yes’ or a ‘no’!”

“S…Sì, di più.”

Shit!As soon as I realize I did not give the correct answer again, I feel another smack stinging my butt cheeks. Now, it seems like my butt is on fire. “Fuck! Elio.”

He purrs a low rumble that resonates through my pussy before his tongue swipes tenderly on my clit.

“Ahhhh… Lord!”

There’s no controlling the explosion from my pussy as warm liquid bursts out.

Surprisingly, he chuckles, spreading the squirt all over my pussy, then slides in again. This time he angles my leg and rams in with ravaging hunger, releasing heavy grunts as he pins my waist down.

“Damn! Your tight pussy is made for sin!” he grunts, digging his thumbs deeper into the sides of my waist. My hands fly to his back as my thighs begin to tremble again until a heavy knot curls in my stomach.

“Elio!” I scream as another orgasm wracks my senses. I’m barely down from my high when he stiffens inside me and quickly pulls out to spill on my stomach with a loud growl.

Did I just orgasm twice in the stretch of a few minutes?

We remain like this for a moment until he loosens up the knot at the back of my head and tears slip from the corners of my eyes. I’ve only ever heard that good sex can bring you to tears…

My arms instinctively wrap themselves around his neck when he unclasps the buckle on my wrists and secures my waist tightly with his strong arms.

We both collapse to the bed, his sheets wet with our sweat, his cum, my juices and everything in between. My lids flutter open to look at him. He’s looking at me, too, dark eyes piercing as if directly into my soul.

There’s no denying it now.

Elio Donatelli has stolen my heart, and I’m not sure I want it back.

Chapter twenty-three

Elio

Two knocks at the door of my office tell me Cortez is at the door.

“Entra(Enter)!”

He walks in hastily, the constant rustling of papers in his hands making me tilt my head up towards him. Cortez places the papers on the desk before me, eyes wide with trepidation.

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