Page 84 of Mafia King's Forbidden Obsession

Warmth envelops me, pulling me deeper into the sensation of her soft lips gliding over my cock. I sink into it, my body instinctively responding as my hips push forward, craving more. I feel her tongue trace a line from my balls to my dick.

It feels so real, like I can actually feel her breath against my skin.

“Raven…” I murmur, barely aware.

My hand moves, fingers sliding into her hair as I feel her lips cover the entirety of my cock, sending waves of pleasure through my soul. I groan as the movements pick up, wetter, and more intense. Every nerve in me is alive, tightening with every stroke of her mouth.

I shift. My body feels sluggish and heavy with sleep as my eyes blink open, adjusting to the soft morning light streaming in through the window. I sigh in disappointment, the sensation fading as it stops. I guess it was a dream after all.

But when I glance down, I freeze. There she is—Raven—kneeling between my legs, her lips wrapped around my dick. My eyes widen slightly as I realize that this is no dream.

My briefs? Slightly pulled down. Her mouth? Warm. Too warm. Her lips slide over me, and a flicker of heat surges through my veins, lighting every nerve like a fuse.

“Don’t stop,” my morning voice is hoarse. “Fuck, that feels good!” It’s unexpected, but it’s not unwelcome.

For a moment, I can only watch. My eyes droop lazily when her tongue trails the sides of my dick. Her dark hair spills like ink across my thighs, and every movement, every slow stroke of her hand, feels deliberate—teasing, knowing. She’s not rushing. She knows exactly what she’s doing, coaxing me out of sleep and into something much more raw and needy.

I groan in pleasure as she rolls her tongue around my hard cock. She scoots in between my thighs and bends over, so her ass juts up. I swallow hard when her little red nightdress rides up her perfect curves and gathers at her tiny waist.

The sight alone makes my pulse quicken, an overwhelming urge rising in me to slide my hard shaft into her pussy, between those soft, tempting mounds.

“Fuck, Raven…” I breathe out, my voice rough, thick with need.

Finally, she takes my entire length in her mouth, and my dick jerks. Then she bobs her head, her warm mouth sliding up and down my dick repeatedly in a slow, torturous rhythm— it’s driving me mad. My hands grip the sheets, knuckles tight as I fight to hold back.

My heartbeat picks up as I feel the tension building, coiling tight in my gut. Unable to hold back any longer, a low groan escapes me, rough and gravelly. “That’s it, baby girl…”

She pauses just long enough for our eyes to meet. There’s a wicked glint in hers, a knowing smirk curling at the corners of her lips. She’s teasing me, daring me to lose control.

Then, just as slowly, her mouth lowers again, resuming its slow, torturous rhythm. Her eyes never leave mine as she continues, driving me closer to the edge with every passing second.

I suck in a breath and throw back my head as the rush of pleasure jolts through me. Everything in me fights for control as I try not to give in to the challenge in her eyes.

“Dio(God), you drive me crazy,” I groan.

Raven’s gorgeous lips suction as she slurps up and down my pulsing member. It’s blissful— the heat of her mouth, the wet sounds that fill the room as she sucks. My fingers find her hair. Gathering her strands in my hand, I hold her head in place.

“Just like that, baby,” I say, thrusting my hips forward. “Sei così dannatamente perfetta(You’re so damn perfect).”

I push deeper down her throat, the sound of her gagging sends a wave of delight through me. “How do you like choking on my cock?” I growl, increasing my pace. “Answer me,” I yank at her hair when she only nods.

“I love it…” her response is muffled, her words vibrating through my rod. She doesn’t break eye contact, even as her eyes redden and water, taking me in repeatedly.

“Cazzo(Fuck). You look so good feeding on my dick. What do you say?” My hips move wildly.

She holds onto my thighs for dear life, her nails digging into my skin as she mumbles, “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Take that cock!” I demand, pulse still racing as she takes everything I have to give, unrelenting.

The sight of her, the way my dick moves so easily in and out of her dripping mouth, sends another shiver through me. My head falls back against the pillow, eyes squeezing shut as I ride out the last of it, lost in the aftershocks.

“That’s my good girl,” I grin wickedly, my voice hoarse as the thrill pulls me under, leaving me breathless and undone.

When I open my eyes again, she’s crawling up the bed toward me, her dark eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

“You swallowed?” I question, my eyes wide with a touch of satisfaction.

“You’re welcome,” she says in response, her voice teasing.

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