Page 99 of Nico (Belles & Mobsters 2)

“Excuse me?” She tried to sound undignified, but her words came out too breathless, her pulse racing with excitement. And her eyes betrayed her. She fucking loved it.

“I want your pouty lips wrapped around my cock,” I murmured, taking her jaw between my fingers. “Bury my dick into your warm mouth.”

Her breaths were little pants, her skin flushed even under the shower water cascading over us. I could talk dirty all day, and she’d let me fuck her all day.

“You want to fuck my mouth?” she rasped, her eyes wide and hazed with lust. God, this woman! How did I get so lucky to get her?

“Yes.” She would bring me to my knees.

She wiggled out of my arms, sliding down my tense body. I watched her every move, the hunger for her body overwhelming all my other senses.

She obeyed and dropped to her knees. My rock-hard cock just about exploded, seeing her like that, on her knees in front of me. It was enough to have me blow my load. Her small hand came to grip the base of my cock, twitching at her touch, and her lips parted, taking me deeply into her warm mouth. My cock between her beautiful red lips was a sight to behold.

Her lips were heaven. A groan left my mouth as she slid my dick to the back of her throat, pumping her soft hand up and down my shaft. I couldn’t tear my eyes off her, memorizing every second of this moment. Her head bobbed back and forth as she licked and sucked my cock.

She fisted me at the base, pulling my skin taut as she moved her mouth up and down, over my erection. I wouldn’t last long with her mouth like this.

My dick slipped wetly from her mouth and her eyes came up, hesitation in her dark gaze. “Am I doing it okay?”

My hand came around her nape and I slid my fingers into her hair. Gently, I tugged on her hair, ensuring she didn’t look away.

“Have you done this before?” I rasped, every single muscle in my body taut. There was no way she had never given a blowjob.

She nibbled on her lip. “Twice,” she murmured. “I-I didn’t do it right.”

My fingers fisted into her hair, and I tugged her face up so she could see the truth in my eyes. Shower droplets fell on me, sheltering her face as she watched me.

“You are doing it perfectly,” I hissed. “Your mouth feels so good; I won’t last long.”

As if encouraged, her hands came to my thighs and I guided my cock back into her mouth. Like a good wife, her lips parted and my cock eased between her beautiful mouth. Her tongue swirled around the tip of it and my hips jerked forward, hitting the back of her throat.

“Fuck, that’s so good.” She made a littlemmmmnoise like she was enjoying it too, and it made it even better for me. “Don’t let up. Don’t fucking stop until I tell you to.”

I grabbed the back of her head, my fingers entwining into her soft, wet mane. I moved her head back and forth to my rhythm and she wilted to my will. Her fingers curled into my skin as I fucked her mouth harder and harder. Her eyes locked on me, her eyes blazing with lust.

“That’s right, Bianca,” I rasped. “Fuck! Yes, take all of me.”

Pleasure shot through my spine and threw my brain into a void of emptiness. I went to slide my dick out of her mouth before I blew my cum all over her tongue and down her throat. Though it was exactly what I wanted to do - mark every single piece of her.

She refused to let my cock slip from her lips, sucking me harder, licking, and my cum shot into her throat. I watched her tongue dart across her lip, taking every drop. I dragged her to her feet and crushed my lips to hers, tasting myself on her mouth.

“Did you like me fucking your pretty mouth?” I asked her harshly against her lips, my breathing labored. She nodded. “Your mouth is heaven. And all mine, Cara Mia. I can’t wait to fuck your mouth and throat again, hear your humming noises…”

She whimpered softly, pressing her thighs together and her body leaning against me.

“I’d like that,” she admitted in a whisper.

The shower still ran and she blinked the droplets of water out of her eyes. My arms held her tight against me. In the back of my mind something warned me that losing this woman would be my undoing, but I ignored it. I would keep her safe. I have found my purpose in keeping this woman and her girls, our girls, safe.

She stepped back and smiled shyly. “We are going to run out of hot water. We better hurry up with the shower.”

I reached out for her shampoo at the same time as her. “Let me do that for you.”

Letting go of the bottle, she turned her back to me and I admired her graceful spine. I squeezed a good amount into my palm, then smoothed it over her wet hair.

Her head tilted back and my cock stirred to life. Would I ever have enough of her? I threaded my fingers through her dark hair and massaged the shampoo into her scalp. I noted a shiver run down her spine.

She closed her eyes, and I continued washing off her hair clean of shampoo. I repeated the same process with her conditioner. Both smelled like her, fresh lilacs.

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