Page 84 of Mafia Kings: Dario

But gradually the waves began to subside.

I stopped moaning and wriggling…

And his tongue withdrew from my clit.

I felt a little disappointed –

Until I felt something new.

Somethingamazing.

His tongue was parting my lips…

And moving inside me.

I gasped.

It was wet and hot and incredible…

And it sparked a hunger to takemoreinside me, to feel completely filled up.

His tongue was just teasing me…

I wanted more.Somuch more.

“Dario,” I gasped.

He stopped what he was doing and said, “What?”

I swallowed hard… then said in a tremulous voice, “Can I see it?”

I had a throbbing need – a desperate desire that wouldn’t go away until satisfied.

“I just… want to see it,” I whispered.

He backed away from the bed and stood. “Come and do it yourself, then.”

I felt a mixture of shame and overwhelming desire.

Desire won out.

I scooted to the edge of the bed and put my palms flat against his magnificent abs.

Then I looked up at him.

He smiled down at me. “…well?”

I bit my lower lip… then fumbled with his pants.

I undid the button in the waistband… then I pulled down the zipper.

He wasn’t wearing any underwear.

As soon I saw the thatch of curly dark hair at the bottom of his abs, my mouth began to water.

I slowly tugged his pants down. It was difficult because his cock was at an angle, and I had to get the pants down over it –

But what little I saw made me even hungrier.

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