Page 66 of Mafia Kings: Dario

The little button of pleasure between my legs grew hotter and hotter. I felt an incredible need, a terrible urge for something to fill me up – for something to come inside me, deep inside me –

“Please stop!” I sobbed – not with tears, but overwhelmed with pleasure and emotion and feelings I had never even imagined.

“No,” he said in a guttural growl.

His other hand reached up to the front of my dress and found my right nipple, hard and stiff beneath my bra… and he began to stroke it, too.

Between my legs, his finger began to rub faster – harder –

As his other fingers lightly pinched my nipple –

And it felt like my legs might give way beneath me.

I grabbed onto his muscular arms and held on for dear life.

The most pleasurable heat imaginable rolled through me like a wave from my thighs up into my body.

My eyelids fluttered and closed involuntarily – I could no longer keep them open.

“OH GOD!” I cried out as pleasure filled my entire body.

Waves of ecstasy took hold of me. Muscles I didn’t know I had fluttered in my belly.

My legs gave way beneath me, and my ass collapsed back against the desk.

Suddenly his mouth was on mine, his lips pressing hard against mine.

I kissed him desperately as the heat and pleasure inside me reached a crescendo.

My fingers dug into his arms as I pulled away from his kiss and screamed like I was dying.

A few seconds later, his finger began to slow down…

And the pressure began to ease off as he gently circled the tiny pearl of desire between my legs.

Still, wave after wave of pleasure rolled through my body.

Not as powerful… not as intense… more like water lapping on the beach after a giant wave has crashed on the sand.

Finally it was over… but I stayed there, my eyes closed, not wanting it to end.

I felt his hands move away from my thighs and my breast.

Seconds later, Dario pulled me upright and set me on my feet.

My eyes fluttered open and I stood there in a daze.

Dario was staring at me. He looked insane…

Or consumed with maddening hunger…

Like a starving wolf just seconds away from devouring a fawn.

“Get out,” he said hoarsely.

I stared at him, confused. “…what?”

“That was your punishment. Nowget out.”

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