Page 69 of Mafia Kingdom

"Whatever happens tomorrow," I murmur against her skin, "remember that everything I do is to keep you safe. To give us a chance at whatever this is becoming."

She pulls back just enough to meet my gaze, her eyes bright with emotion. "Promise me you'll come back."

"I promise," I vow, sealing the words with a kiss.

The kiss begins slow, sensual, and deepens quickly, igniting a fierce hunger within me. My hand slides down her curves, slipping between her legs. Sasha gasps softly against my lips, but instead of pulling away, she grinds closer, silently begging for more.

My fingers tease her gently, feeling her heat through the fabric, until my need grows unbearable, my cock bulging almost painfully against my trousers. I trail my hands upward, cuppingher breasts through her top, feeling her nipples harden beneath my touch. Impatiently, I grab both her wrists and raise her arms in the air. She hasn’t taken her eyes off me as I touch the hem of her jumper and pull her top off in one quick swipe. I toss the jumper aside. Sashareached back and unclipped her bra, the material flowing to the floor. Her breasts bounce free, nipples hard and my cock twitches in my trousers.

Leaning down, I take one hardened nipple into my mouth, sucking deeply as my other hand rolls and pinches its twin.

She arches into me, moaning quietly. My cock throbs painfully again demanding release. Sasha hesitates suddenly, breathless, whispering, "Marco, what if someone comes in?"

I chuckle softly against her neck, planting a line of heated kisses along her throat. "You're the only one daring enough to barge into my office," I reassure her.

Unable to hold back any longer, I guide her gently to my desk, swiftly removing her trousers. Kneeling down in front of her, I hook my fingers into her panties, sliding them slowly down to her ankles. Still on my knees, I press kisses along her thighs until my mouth brushes her wet pussy softly, but the angle limits my access. Frustrated, I rise and sweep everything off my desk onto the floor with one quick motion.

Lifting her by her small waist, I prop her up on the edge of the cleared desk. Kneeling once more between her thighs, I lean in, my tongue sliding along her clit, tasting her arousal deeply. Sasha gasps sharply, her fingers tightening desperately in my hair, encouraging me to continue.

Her taste drives me wild. Gripping her thighs, I push her legs further apart so I can dip my tongue as deep inside her as she will allow. She cries out. Her fingers tightening in my hair, her nails scraping my scalp.

Fuck. She tastes so good. I want to fuck her so bad. I suck the swollen bud, her thighs clamp down either side of my face as I continue to suck and nibble on it.

Unable to wait, I stand abruptly, pulling her down from the desk, her gaze is wide but filled with lust as I spin her around, her ass cocked perfectly in the air as I bend her over my desk. Sasha braces herself as I open the buckle of my belt and drop my trousers and boxers freeing my cock.

I give it two painful strokes before I rise up on the tip of my toes and place it at her entrance. My cock slides in easily with how wet she is. I push into her entrance and thrust deeply, filling her entirely in one swift movement.

She cries out, gripping the desk tightly as I drive into her hard and fast, our bodies moving urgently together. Every thrust becomes more intense, claiming her completely, leaving no doubt that right now, she's mine alone.

She cries out as I drive into her, my movements becoming rough and uncontrolled.

Sasha's pussy tightens around my cock, gripping me intensely, and my balls tighten urgently. Knowing I'm close, I withdraw quickly, turning her around to face me.

"Take it in your mouth," I demand, voice ragged with lust. "I want to see you swallow me."

Sasha sinks immediately to her knees, eyes locked onto mine as I stroke my cock, only needing a few rapid movements before I erupt, my cream spilling across her face and into her waiting mouth. Watching her swallow, seeing my essence on her face, sends a surge of primal satisfaction through me like never before.

With her face still marked by me, I lift her effortlessly and place her back on the desk. She lies back willingly, spreading herself open to me, inviting me in. I plunge into her again,thrusting hard and deep until she cries out, her body shuddering violently as she climaxes around me.

Breathless and spent, we remain still for a moment, panting heavily. With my head against her chest, her heart beats wildly, and it makes me smile.

Slowly, I withdraw, pulling off my shirt and carefully cleaning between her legs and gently wiping the traces from her beautiful face. She takes the shirt that I extend to her in case I’ve missed something. Her cheeks are flushed, and a smile forms on her lips.

“Thank you.”

I pull on my boxers and trousers. “Thank you for the shirt or the mind-blowing sex?” I tease.

She giggles. “For both.”

Hearing her laugh has me pausing, and I step in, placing a kiss to her forehead.

I will protect what's mine. No matter the cost. No matter the consequences.

Even if it means standing against my father himself.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Sasha

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