Page 12 of A Mafia's Treasure

I can’t seem to do anything but take what he’s giving me, and I feel my legs start to shake.

I pull his head away from my breasts and take his mouth with mine. He pulls my lip with his, and I moan into his mouth as I come all over his cock.

He continues to kiss me through it, my heart beating wildly as my pussy tingles with aftershocks.

Rolling over, he pulls away and makes his way down my body with his tongue, stopping at my breasts and smiling. I raise my brow in question, but he ignores it and continues, still rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

His head lifts as he mindlessly toys with my body, building me back up from the orgasm I just had.

He leans forward rubbing his cock against my slit, coating his cock in my juices as he leans down and sucks at my breasts.

I reach for his head as I move my hips in time with him, and he knows I’m close again when legs start to shake.

Pulling back, he sits on his knees and jerks his hard length, stopping to circle my bundle of nerves.

“Please, I need to come. I want to feel you come inside me,” I tell him, my voice needy.

I watch as his jaw clenches, and I can tell he’s tempted.

His movements become jerky as a roar leaves him, coating my pussy in his warm, sticky seed.

I exhale loudly, almost as if I’m annoyed that this is over. I mean, I need to come again but he’s finished, so I guess I will have to finish myself off … no change there, I think to myself.

My hand snakes down my body as he snatches it and puts it by my side.

“What are you doing?” His voice is hoarse and sounds sexy as fuck.

“I-I thought we were finished,” I stutter slightly.

“Not quite.” He smiles.

When he bends, his head reaching my thigh, I jump. No way … no fucking way is he going to do what I think he’s going to do…

I look down and place my hand on his head, as if to move him, only he gives me a look I can’t decipher, so I drop my hand to the bed as he laps at my pussy.

I feel his tongue mixing with our juices, and at this moment, I don’t care. I move my hips upward to meet his lips, and he doesn’t move away but takes every single drop.

“Il mio tesoro, we taste so good together,” he states as he lifts his head and kisses me fiercely. “See,” he says as he pulls back.

“Mmm,” is all I can say in agreement before he is back on my lips, our tongues tangling once again.

I gasp when he slaps my pussy, once … twice, then runs his fingers quickly down my slit and shoves two of his big fat fingers inside my pussy.

“Ah fuck!” I pull away from his lips as I feel the intrusion and moan into his neck as he moves his fingers relentlessly.

It feels like seconds before I start to come all over his hand.

“Oh my god,” I pant as he slides his fingers from my throbbing center.

Leaning down he kisses the side of my head, then gets off the bed and walks over to the bathtub. Turning on the taps, he fills it with some soak from the side.

“Come, this will help ease your muscles.” He doesn’t look at me when he talks this time, which I find odd.

As I get in the bath he starts to dress, then comes over to me, rubs my shoulders and hands me some cream.

“When you’ve finished, make sure you put this on your ass, it’ll help ease the stinging.” He smiles and reaches for my face, rubbing my cheek and tracing his thumb over my lip.

“What’s your name?” His eyes furrow.

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