Page 441 of Sinfully Savage Mafia

And then the realization hits me like a hammer to the temple.

There are so many lies between us.

So much unsaid.

So many questions that can’t be answered.

This whole thing between us is a complete fantasy because none of it is real.

The feelings we have for each other…we don’t even know who the other is!

The hell with what we feel!

How can this work?

How can we possibly think that this chemistry between us won’t ignite and explode like an experiment gone very wrong?

My pulse throbs against my neck as I fall to my knees and take his hard dick deep into my mouth.

I don’t want to think about any of those things right now.

I just want to be here in this moment with him where none of the bullshit can touch us.

We can just exist in this blissfully ignorant little bubble for the foreseeable future, right?

I slide my tongue down the length of his cock, kneading his balls as he tangles his fingers into my hair. I tease his slit with my tongue, tugging and pulling his dick with my lips. I suck and I rub until he gasps, yanking my hair as he thrusts against my mouth. The top of his cock hits the back of my throat, and my gag reflex is about to kick in. I squeeze my eyes shut, focusing only on making him feel as amazing as I did when he tongue-fucked me the other night.

And then he pushes me away, gently, but still. I look up at him, confusion in my gaze. “Didn’t you like that?” I whisper.

“I loved it. But I don’t want to come without you.” He takes my hands and pulls me to my feet. “I want to feel your soft pussy wrapped tight around my cock again. I want to feel you come all over me again. I want you to scream my name, Anya. I want you to tell me that you’ve never been fucked so good in your life, do you understand?”

My nipples stiffen as chills slither down my spine.

I nod. “Yes.”

“Good girl,” he growls. “Now, let’s get that hot ass into the bedroom.”

“Is this the part where you unleash your deviance?” I ask. “Because I am very amenable to that.”

The corners of his lips lift. “Oh, hell yes.” He reaches for me and captures me in his arms, carrying me to the bedroom.

“Was I moving too slowly?” I ask.

“Yeah. And you were talking too much. I need to give you something else to do with that mouth.”

I let out a moan as he gathers me close. I drag my fingernails down the slope of his back, lodging them into his hips as he walks. I rotate my hips slightly against him, making him move even faster. My pussy tingles as the head of his cock teases my slit, and I don’t know how much longer I can wait to feel him inside of me again.

He lays me on the bed, pulling me toward the edge. He dips his head between my legs and plunges his tongue into my pussy, his thumb and forefinger flicking my clit. My body trembles under his erotic spell, my belly clenching tight as ripples of pleasure rush over me.

“Please fuck me again, Dante,” I moan. “Oh my God, please do it now. Don’t make me wait! You’re making me so crazy!”

His hot tongue changes course almost immediately at my request. With one arm snaked around me, he uses the other to lift one of my legs. He slowly thrusts his thick cock into me, long, hard, and so deep, I cry out, lancing his flesh with my nails as he drives me into the cloud of euphoric bliss I so crave.

A gasp slips from my lips as he presses into me, my breathing ragged as he thrusts harder and faster with each passing second.

I clench tight around him, our bodies slick with sweat as we slide against each other.

“You scream for me, baby,” he grunts. “I wanna hear it!”

---