Page 51 of Mafia Heiress
Lining us up, he thrusts inside of me, giving me all he has. I let out a breath, adjusting to the fullness between my legs. He doesn't let me do it long because before I realize, he's moving.
"God, you feel so fucking good."
"Faster...harder. All of it...now."
My words are jumbled, clipped and full of want. He pumps in and out of me, making me clench around him, not an orgasm, but enough to urge him on. His movements become faster and powerful.
He throws my legs over his shoulder, tightening my hole and causing delicious friction. The walls of my pussy, holding on tight as his thrusts make me call out his name into the night.
"You continue looking at me like that and I'm going to blow my load already."
"Ugh, your dirty talk is everything."
He lowers my legs and flips me on my stomach, picking my ass up in the air and plunging his fingers inside of me, abusing my soaking hole. I grab onto the end of the mattress so I don't fall off.
"You're ass is so perfect. I can't wait to get inside of it, making you cum while I fuck your pussy with a dildo."
I explode around him for the fourth time, trying to contain some of myself, but I think my soul leaves my body prepared for the afterlife.
The chill of the air hits me as he replaces his fingers with his cock. Grabbing my hips he smacks my ass and fucks me until I see stars. Bending over me, he grabs my hair and pulls me to look at him.
Fierce eyes stare back at me, a smirk on his face knowing what he's doing to me. If he leaves after this I don't know what I'll do. A chasm of something opens up and a connection forms, one I didn't think capable. Something that shouldn't be.
The sound of skin slapping bounces off the walls, driving me further. He releases my hair and puts a finger between my ass cheeks, rubbing at my puckered hole. His other hand claws into my hip, the exact spot Dante left a bruise and I wince, but take the pain like a good girl.
"I'm going to come, Jack. Inside or outside?"
"Inside, oh Gods, inside."
A finger invades my ass and he moves one more time before exploding his seed in me. The thought of him coating me drives me to my next release. Nothing or no one has fucked me like this before.
We collapse on the bed and he pulls me to his chest, a broad smile on his face.
"Better than I've imagined all these years. I don't know how I'm going to let you go," he says, turning his head away from me.
Emotion bubbles up to the surface. I didn't think I'd ever have these types of feelings for them. This was all supposed to be a business transaction and not an emotional one.
I get on my knees and pull his head to mine, leaning in until I'm inches from his face.
"Don't go. Try, for me. I promise you that I will always keep your best interests at heart. I can't do this without you."
He closes his eyes for a moment, before gently stroking my cheeks. "I need to think about it."
"That's fair. I want to make you see that it won't be as bad as you're thinking."
He kisses me deeply before leaving the room. I hear the shower turn on, but I'm too lost in my sorrow to follow him. I fall into a deep sleep where my life is a novel and all my problems are solved.
Chapter Fourteen
Ana’s planned a party. A bachelorette party, something I didn’t need or want, but was then reminded that not all women get to go out with friends every weekend and dress up, so here I am at my bachelorette party.
“This place is amazing,” Lucia screams into my ear.
I smile and try not to punch her for abusing my eardrums. Apparently, a party consists of more than just Ana and I, so my cousins were also invited.
“Yeah, really great. I’m glad you like it.”
She nods, standing up to bounce to the music. The large club in Manhattan’s West Side is supposed to be the premier place. The decor is top notch, crystal chandeliers, and girls dressed as pinups dance on stages.
