Page 19 of My Mafia Daddy

“That I’ll be forced to punish any disrespect.”

My body betrays me, but that only makes me feel so much braver.

I rise up and stare into his eyes, determined to stoke those flames. The air bursting out of my mouth tickles his lips, which I can see rocketing through him.

“Oh yeah?” I cock my head to one side, challenging him. “What are you going to do about it?”

SIX

OWEN

She’s made me lose my mind.

It’s official.

Sitting in front of me in just a robe, looking hot as hell while she roasts me…

Yeah, I guess that shit does it for me. Who would have thought?

“Pineapple,” I hiss as my fingers curl around her throat. “That’s the safe word.”

She swallows hard, her body throbbing, screaming for me.

I don’t know if this is something that she has ever done before, but I can sense she wants it now.

Thank fuck, because I don’t think I can stop.

She thinks I have a small manhood? Well, I’m about to show her otherwise.

I tear the robe from her, not asking anymore. Her pert breasts bounce for me while she lies back down on the couch, staring at me expectantly.

Can she see the way I’m trembling all over with need?

“Do you want this?” I ask her. “Because nothing about it will be gentle.”

“I know.” Her lips curl up into a half smile. “You’re punishing me, right?”

I press my finger to her lips. “For that damn mouth of yours, yes.”

When my hand returns to her throat, she juts her chin, giving me more access to her.

“Is that all you got?” she demands, playing a very dangerous game with me.

I squeeze her a little tighter, trying to keep myself strong so I don’t completely lose control. “You don’t want to stoke that fire, Emma. You have no idea what I can do.”

“Then show me, old man.”

The barb is too much for me. My cock strains so hard against my sweat pants I don’t know how long I can contain it. The beast needs to be set free.

“Come with me,” I moan desperately. “Now.”

I grab her roughly and she loops her legs around me. I can feel her soaking wet pussy pressing up against me. All I want to do is fuck her hard, screw her until she’s unable to talk any longer, but this is an opportunity to show her just what I can do.

She thinks an ‘old man’ like me can’t please a woman?

She’s about to find out that couldn’t be further from the truth.

I let her grip me so tight her nails are digging into my back as I carry her to the bedroom. She might even be drawing blood, but since I’m a sick fuck, I like it. I can’t get enough. I can’t get her into the bedroom fast enough.

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