Page 61 of Beautiful Devil

Pulling his hand away completely now, he lowers to his knees and starts to wash my legs and feet, leaving kisses and bites on my ass and backs of my thighs before standing back up.

“All done, gattina,” he whispers against my mouth after spinning me around and slamming his mouth against mine.

I open up, allowing his tongue to collide with mine as he deepens the kiss. I throw my arms around his neck as he grabs my ass to pull me closer. I can feel his hard dick pressing against my stomach, so I adjust myself and grind up against him.

“Fuck,gattina. You make me so fucking crazy.”

His hands move from my ass to behind my thighs as he lifts me and slams my back against the cold shower tiles. My legs automatically wrap around his hips and his lips are back on mine in a hot, hungry kiss. My arms resume their place behind his neck and my hands find their way in his dark hair and gripping tight.

Fabi’s hands are all over me, grabbing and pinching as we grind against one another, never breaking from our frenzied kiss. Removing one of my hands from his hair, I reach down between our bodies and grab onto his long, thick dick to begin stroking it.

Wetness seeps out of me at the same time a moan escapes from him and into my mouth. Not being able to take it anymore, I tug on his cock and try to line him up with my entrance, but he pulls back, stopping me just before his tip enters me.

“Fabi, please.”

I don’t care if I have to beg, I need him to fuck me.Right. Now. A smirk plays on his handsome face as he takes over stroking himself.

“Is this what you want,gattina? Is your greedy pussy hungry for more?”

“Yes,” I moan.

He pumps his dick a couple more times and lines himself up, stopping again, right before pushing inside.

I swear I’ll kill him if he doesn’t stick his dick in me within the next thirty seconds.

“Fabi—” I whine, but he cuts me off, impaling me in one hard push thrust, filling me to the hilt.

Fuck!

“Hold on tight,dolcezza. This is going to be quick and rough.”

God, does it feel good. He’s so fucking deep and he’s hitting my G-spot with each thrust. He starts kissing and biting the sensitive area on my neck, and my hands reach up on their own holding his head in place.

“Yes, right there. Fabi, I'm so close. Don’t stop.”

Another hard thrust and bite at my neck has me coming all over him.

“Fabi!”I moan his name over and over as he continues to pump inside me, prolonging my orgasm.

My entire body feels alive. My orgasm lasts forever, and just as I’m coming down from my high, he pulls out and paints my stomach and breasts with his hot cum. I don’t know what comes over me when I reach down and drag my finger through it, making a mess as I smear it around. Bringing my finger to my mouth, I hold his gaze as I close my mouth around my finger and suck off his release.

“Mmm, you taste so good.”

His lips are on me, tasting himself on my tongue as he kisses me passionately. Pulling back, he rests his forehead against mine as we both try to catch our breath again. He closes his eyes as he speaks through ragged breaths.

“Fuck,gattina, you make me so fucking hard. Come on, we need to get out of here before I have the chance to get you dirty again.”

He swivels his hips a little bit, and sure enough, I can feel his cock starting to twitch to life again. Placing a kiss to my forehead, Fabi turns the shower off and steps out, holding a towel open for me to step into. He wraps the towel around my body, drying me off in the process.

How can this tough strong mafia don, who’s an asshole most of the time, also act so sweet and caring?

Wrapping a towel around his waist, he exits the bathroom. I’m still standing there, shocked by the different side Fabi has shown me just now, when he walks back in, stopping at the doorway. He’s wearing nothing except for a tight pair of black boxer briefs that show off his deliciously sexy body and I want to lick every inch of. I’m ready for another round at the mere sight of him.

“Something wrong,dolcezza? I’m beat and was hoping we could go to bed.”

We?

Who is this man and what has he done with the asshole, Mafia Don Fabrizio Moretti, that I married? Trying to find my words and making sure I’m not drooling when I speak next, I shake my head and stammer out my next words.

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