Page 105 of Mafia King's Ruthless Obsession

“I think the wolf’s going wild,” she taunts, running her palm down her stomach, and my dick aches for her. “But I’m just getting started.”

As if to prove her point, she slides her hand down until it cups her pussy, massaging her clit. My eyes darken. Jealous. Feral. Lustful.

She moans, her breasts rising and falling with each sharp breath, and my name sounds dirty on her lips. The most sensuous, seductive thing I’ve ever heard. She’s slick with need, her juices dripping onto my thighs. Unable to control myself any longer, I jerk forward, fighting against my restraints.

“Come here,” I growl, dropping into a demanding, bossy tone.

But she doesn’t heed. Instead, she crosses her arms, pushing her breasts upward, teasing me further. “Tell me what you want,” she taunts, and I swear she’s going to pay for this.

“I want to fuck that pretty pussy,” I tell her, raising a brow. “But first I’d love for you to wrap your beautiful mouth around my cock and suck me.”

“Hmm... Maybe I will. Maybe I won’t.”

“Lisichka...”

With a smile on her full, inviting lips, she positions herself on her knees next to me and rubs her breasts against my straining erection. Eyes shining with mischievous glee, she lets her tongue slide against my flesh, flicking her tongue at the tip, taunting me. “How bad do you want to get fucked right now, baby?”

“So bad,” I choke out. “You’ll be sorry if you don’t get on with it.”

I’m desperate now, hips arching up into her, but Galina keeps moving down, forcing her shoulder between my thighs, spreading me apart as she continues lavishing attention on every inch of me. She angles her back and ass in the air, leaving her sex exposed and enticing. An irresistible temptation.

My instincts go wild. Everything disappears except the need to mark her. To claim.

“Galina. Now,” I snap. “Now.”

“Better.”

Swirling her tongue along my throbbing, veiny shaft, her ministrations are driving me absolutely mad with desire. The slow torment seems endless, pleasure bleeding through my veins and drowning me in decadent greed. And then my reward—she wraps her plush lips around my swollen tip, sucking the last drops of precum from the slit. A hungry hum escapes her.

“Come for me,” she whispers, her breath warm against the sensitive flesh. “Let go and come for me.”

Her mouth descends around my cock, her luscious lips wrapping tighter around me, her tongue teasing and sucking. She repeats the motion again and again, her hand guiding theparts of me that her mouth can’t reach. I thrust upward into the heaven of her wetness, moving with her in a smooth rhythm.

I want it all. I want her.

She asked me to come. I’ll obey. I’ll always fucking obey her wishes.

With a roar, I yank my wrists forward, breaking the wooden post. Galina startles, but I’m already on top of her, flipping her over. I press her down, devouring the gasp of surprise she gives. My tongue thrusts inside her mouth as my hips drive into hers. My cock slides through her folds, nudging the entrance, and I nearly lose it then and there.

Groaning against her mouth, I pull back and tease her pussy, sliding the head up and down, but never quite giving her what she craves. Her fingers claw at my arms and the back of my neck, fighting against me for dominance.

“I know what you want, beautiful,” I breathe out against her chest as my teeth close around her nipple, causing her to hiss and arch into me. “Remember, I know.”

“Then give it to me,” she demands, sliding her hands into my hair and tugging, pulling me up to her face. “Don’t you want me to ride you?”

“Wrap those soft, sexy thighs around me and do it, then.” I grab her hair in return and slam my mouth against hers as her legs encircle my waist.

Galina squirms against me, grinding her core against my stiff cock, legs trembling, her breathing erratic.

“I’m going to flip us around,” I warn, aching for her to be on top of me, to take what she wants so badly.

She yelps as I shift our positions, settling her core around the base of my shaft. Slowly, she begins rocking her hips forward and backward, spreading her slick arousal, ready to take the full length of my cock.

“Fuck me before I fuck you,” I hiss out, bucking wildly beneath her.

In one powerful movement, she thrusts her hips forward and releases the tight clasp of her hand around my cock, embedding it fully inside her. Her wet heat glides down my shaft, and I fight not to thrust upward.

“So good.” Her words turn to throaty moans as she adjusts to the stretch.

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