Page 156 of Mafia Kings: Dario

“Standing up,” he growled.

I gasped as he reached under my dress and pulled my panties down to my ankles. That still left my stockings and garter belt.

I quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, which was only halfway hard…

But I felt his manhood grow thicker and longer in my hand by the second.

The feeling was indescribably sexy…

And I luxuriated in stroking him to full hardness as we kissed.

I couldn’t stand the anticipation for much longer.

“I need you inside me,” I whispered.

“And Ineedto be inside you,” he murmured in my ear.

He gathered up the bunches of my wedding dress…

And lifted me effortlessly into the air with one hand under my bare ass and the other around my waist.

I moaned as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He pressed me up against the wall…

And kissed me as he slowly eased the swollen head of his cock into my pussy.

I moaned as he entered an inch, then pulled back.

With his shaft now wet with my juices, he slid in a little bit more and withdrew.

Inch by inch, he sank deeper and deeper inside me…

Until he filled me up completely.

We had never done it standing up, with him lifting me in the air so easily –

And certainly not in a wedding dress and tux.

We French-kissed as he rocked in and out of me.

Pleasure slowly built inside of me with every stroke.

He had a way of grinding his pelvis against me that rubbed deliciously against my clit…

All while his cock moved deep inside me.

And he wassooothick…

I was moaning, getting closer and closer to an orgasm, when he pulled back enough to look at me.

“How close are you?” he asked as rocked back and forth inside me.

My eyes wanted to roll back in my head, but I forced myself to look at him.

“So close,” I moaned.

“Don’t come yet.”

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