Page 43 of Nanny's Baby for the Italian Mafia Boss

“That’s a good girl,” I praise her again and before I say another word, I slowly ease in, claiming her virginity, taking what’s rightfully mine.

Nothis.

“Oh fuck, Matias!” she squeezes her eyes shut and her nails sink into my shoulders until I feel the skin break.

I don’t move, wanting her to get used to the size of me. I can’t imagine how uncomfortable she must feel right now, but it will get better.

I tremble, my control slipping.

“You’re cold?” she turns my chin, so I have to look at her and her breath hitches in her throat. “What’s wrong?”

I suck her bottom lip into my mouth, then wipe away a tear dripping down her cheek from the pain. “You feel so good, I’m about to lose control. I’m not cold, I’m burning up for you.” I suck my thumb into my mouth, tasting the salty liquid burst across my tongue. “Controlling myself is almost impossible when I have you under me at last.”

She bites my bottom lip, then licks it. “I’m ready.”

A victorious groan fills the room as I slide out, only to slowly thrust in to test my boundaries. “Oh, my fucking god, Sophie.” I throw my head back when I’m as far as I can go. She’s taking every inch of me. “Baby,” I murmur breathlessly, my hand wrapping around the back of her neck to lift her to me so I can kiss her once more.

I don’t go faster. I don’t go harder. I keep the pace slow and steady until I know she’s okay. First times can be horrible for a woman, and I won’t be that for her. I refuse.

“You feel so good. I knew you would.” Our tongues duel, the kiss turning messy, and as the desire burns brighter, my movements become faster, naturally.

“More, Matias. More. Give me more.”

“I’ll give you anything you want, Sweet Girl.” I grab the headboard with one hand and squeeze her hip with the other, leveraging myself.

Lifting up, I can see her body, and my control snaps. Her tits bounce with every hard thrust.

I drive in.

Wanting to see where we’re connected, I release the headboard and let it smack against the wall. I spread her legs, keeping a tight grip on her thighs, in hopes that bruises will be there tomorrow, where I grabbed and fucked her.

“Look at that. Look at you taking me. You’re all breathless and moaning for this cock, aren’t you? I wish you could see what I see. Your pussy is stretched to the max. You have no idea what it does to me to see hints of your virginity coating my cock. It’s making me fucking feral, Sophie.”

“You feel so good. I never thought it would feel like this.”

I slide out and flip her onto her stomach easily, snagging her by her hair to keep her head lifted.

“Matias,” she gasps.

“It doesn’t feel like this. It’s only because it’s us. Do you understand that? Don’t even think about giving my pussy away to some other man that will never fuck you like I will.” I lie over her, thrusting inside her cunt without issue.

No barrier to stop me.

“Yes! Aaah, fuck, Matias. Yes!” she keens.

“Tell me,” I demand while I pound into her.

“No one else. No one. Yours only.”

“That’s right, Sweet Girl.” I force her onto her hands and knees, grabbing her hips while I ram into her, hard and fast.

“Fuck... Oh god, Matias. You…You… I feel like…” she buries her face into the mattress and grips the edge for dear life, while I relentlessly fuck her the way I’ve been wanting to.

Our skin slaps together and her round ass shakes with every thrust. Lifting my hand, I slap it, and she turns her cheek into the bed, trying to look at me.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” I spank her again and she becomes wetter. I chuckle. “Naughty girl. I knew you were made for me.” I wrap her hair around my fist and pull her against my chest. I squeeze one of her breasts, holding onto her, pulling her as close as possible. Her skin slides against mine. Her hair tickles my chest. The sweet scent of her shampoo infiltrates my nose while I bury my face against the back of her head.

“Ah, Sophie. Damn it.” Moans of every sound spill from us, echoing from the walls.

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