Page 10 of Her Michigan Mob Boss

With a tenderness I wasn’t usually capable of, I stroked her face, wiping away her tears. While I always made sure a woman I spanked was okay afterward, there was something different about taking care of Annie. I was doing it not from a sense of obligation, but because it felt entirely natural to look after her.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

She sniffed back a tear and nodded. “Yes. It doesn’t even hurt that badly. I’m just….”

“Overwhelmed?” I filled in for her.

“Yes. That was so….” She waved a hand around as she tried to find the right word. “Different.”

I wanted to ask her if she meant that in a good or a bad way, but she didn’t give me the chance. To my surprise, she grabbed my face and kissed me. It was sweet and tender, just as I would expect from her. Too stunned to do anything else, I let her control the kiss for a moment.

As she parted her lips, I took over, plunging my tongue into her mouth. She moaned as I slipped a hand between her thighs to find her pussy drenched. Someone had clearly enjoyed their spanking. Returning my kiss with equal passion, Annie wound her arms around my neck as I played with her clit, flicking my finger lazily back and forth over the swollen nub. As I pushed two fingers into her tight channel, she pulled away. Eyes closed, she dropped her head down, concealing her reactions from me.

“Look at me, sweetheart. I want to see you when you come apart.”

Obediently, she lifted her gaze to mine. Her eyes were dark with desire as I fucked her slowly with my fingers, drawing out her pleasure. Her mouth fell open. Her breaths became faster, sharper, and she clutched my shoulders for support.

“Ciaran!”

“I know, sweetheart.” Shoving my fingers deeper, I circled her clit with my thumb. “Come for me.”

Something about my command spoke to her on some primal level, because she clenched around my fingers. Her hips bucked violently. Her head fell forward onto my chest. Withdrawing my fingers from her quivering pussy, I held her tightly as her tremors subsided.

“That was beautiful, sweetheart.” I’d never seen anything that thrilled me as much as watching this woman in the throes of ecstasy.

Annie pulled back and smiled. Catching me off guard once more, she slid off my lap and dropped to her knees on the floor. She shuffled close, reaching for my belt.

“What are you doing?” I asked, though her intentions were clear.

“I’m returning the favor.” She glanced up at me, a mischievous glint in those big, blue eyes. “Don’t you want me to?”

“Of course I do.” The last thing I’d expected was for Annie to make the next move. “But you don’t have to.”

I must have been insane to not jump at the offer of a blowjob from such a beautiful woman, but I needed her to be sure. If she stood up and walked away from me now, I’d probably implode. My cock was rock-hard and eager for her hot little mouth. Fortunately, she smiled, coyly sinking her teeth into her bottom lip.

“I want to.”

Wrapping her slender fingers around my shaft, she pumped up and down twice, harder than I’d anticipated. It was almost painful, but totally arousing. My eyes rolled back as she took the head of my cock into her mouth and sucked. It was teasing at first, like she was trying to fuel my desperation. Then she applied more pressure, experimenting until my involuntary moans let her know she’d got it right. It was sheer heaven as she pulled me in deeper and swirled her tongue around my length. I didn’t even want to think about how she got to be so good at this.

“Fuck, Annie!” I groaned. “That’s incredible.”

She hummed contentedly, sending a vibration along the length of my cock, straight to my balls. Her lips and tongue teased me until I was close to losing control. When the urge to take over became unbearable, I wrapped her ponytail around my fist and held her in place.

“Tap my leg twice if you need me to stop.” It would take all the effort I could muster, but I would pull out if she needed me to.

Annie gagged as I thrust in deep. I withdrew just enough to let her suck in a breath before plunging in once more until my cock hit the back of her throat. Using my grip on her hair, I tugged her head back, so she was forced to look up at me while I drove my cock back and forth between her lips. Tears ran down her cheeks, but there was a gleam of desire in her eyes she couldn’t hide.

I pumped my hips two more times before I felt a familiar tingle at the base of my spine. My cock swelled in her mouth.

“Fuck, Annie!”

Like a good girl, she swallowed every last drop as I came. I released my grip on her hair, and she rocked back on her heels. For several long seconds, she stared down at the floor. She was silent, but her shoulders shook as she cried. Had I pushed her too hard? She didn’t tap out when I fucked her mouth, but perhaps she forgot my instruction. I watched closely as she wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, got to her feet and then bent to pull up her panties. She offered me a tremulous smile, before turning and walking away.

“Where are you going, sweetheart?” I asked as she headed for the door. She couldn’t get out unless I called the elevator for her, but I didn’t like that she was trying to leave without a word.

She spun around to face me. Her sorrow seemed to have been replaced by anger. “I thought we were done here.”

“Done?” Getting to my feet, I tucked myself back into my clothing.

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