Page 10 of The One Night Match
FIVE
RILEY
This might just be the most reckless thing I’ve ever done.
I know, you’d think a twenty-four-year-old Mafia princess would have pushed the boundaries a little, but I was always afraid of the consequences, of being used by the wrong person to get to my family.
So I was never the risk taker.
My older sister, Cassidy, could put even the biggest of my father’s men on their asses. She took self-defense classes, as well as learning every kind of martial arts she could, and that made her an unstoppable force that no one was dumb enough to fuck with.
My younger sister, Ari, is the most reckless of the three of us, but naturally, as the youngest, she gets away with it.
It also doesn’t hurt that she’s one of the best shooters in our family and carries a gun with her no matter where she goes.
The Mafia gene really missed the mark with me.
But now that I’m here, on my knees for a stranger, staring at his cock like it’s going to bite me, I’m wondering why I never let myself be a little wild.
Tomorrow, I marry a man I’ve never met, and I don’t know that I’ve ever truly lived. I was too scared to do the things thatwould have gotten my blood pumping the way it is now, and this is my last chance to step outside of my comfort zone.
I lean forward, reveling in the way his fingers massage my scalp, before taking the bulbous head of his cock between my lips.
We let out a mutual groan, mine at the taste of his salty precum, and his at the feel of my tongue lapping at the angry red head.
God, I never knew how much power I could wield against a man as huge as him, just by dropping to my knees.
I swirl my tongue around him once more before pressing forward another couple of inches until he nudges the back of my throat, but God, there’s a lot of dick left.
I’ve given my fair share of blowjobs, but this is definitely the biggest I’ve tried to take, and I’m beginning to question my abilities.
A rough chuckle comes from above, and I meet his amused eyes. “You’re looking at my dick like it’s a puzzle to solve.”
I roll my eyes, but my lips tip up despite being stretched around him.
I pull back slightly, using my tongue to lave over the thick veins that run the length of his hardness before pressing forward again, this time taking him deeper.
The urge to gag almost pulls me back, but instead, I swallow around him, and the sound he lets out is so fucking hot my pussy clenches around nothing.
My panties are ruined, and I’ll probably have to ditch them before I head back to the hotel, but for this experience, it’ll absolutely be worth it.
“Jesus, Kitten,” he groans, flexing his hands in my hair and tugging at the strands hard enough I moan around him. “Your mouth is every-fucking-thing and more.”
With renewed confidence, I pull back and press forward again, this time taking him so deep that the soft hairs at the base of his cock brush my nose. I don’t think I’ll be able to take him all, but I’m close enough to call it a win.
I set a steady rhythm that has my mystery man fighting against his need for control, and I’m far too smug about it, every now and then pausing to lap at his head before taking him deep again.
His groans are a symphony as his hips begin to thrust to meet me. “If you keep this up, I’m going to come down your throat, Kitten.”
It’s a warning, but instead of stopping me, I double my efforts, using his thick thighs to steady me as I suck him like he’s my favorite treat. Which, at this point, isn’t far from the case.
He fists my hair and tugs me back, the sharp pain making my pussy drip with desire. Who knew I’d like a little pain with my sex?
The few boyfriends I allowed to get physical were bumbling idiots compared to the guy, and I’m starting to think I should have fucked more strangers in clubs if this is how good things can be.
“As badly as I want to come all over your pretty face, Kitten, I need to feel your hot pussy wrapped around me.”
“Do you have a condom?” I rasp.
