Page 43 of Mafia Heiress
"Feel that? You did it. You made me come for you, explode on your tongue."
He groans and leans down to take one breast into his mouth, sucking hard and biting down on my nipple. I lift myself up and reach between us. The move causes pain to richocht around my body, but I'm not going to complain. I want this. No, I need this.
His cock is velvet soft, with the tip hard enough to cut through glass. I pump him in my hand a few times before teasing myself with the tip. Moving it in circles on my opening. He switches to the other breast, moving his hands all over my back, massaging the muscles.
My back is the only place that sends pleasure signals direct to my pussy. It might be odd, but I'm always turned on after a man gives me a back massage.
I lower myself slowly down onto Dante’s cock, making sure to bring this on slow enough to cause him to go into a frenzy. He grips my hips and tries to slam me down onto him, but I tap his cheek before grabbing at his chin.
"Patience."
He releases my hips and massages my ass cheeks, opening me up wider for him. Once I'm settled all the way to the hilt, I kiss him long and deep.
"I'm going to fuck you now. Don't move."
He nods,leaning back, his head resting on the ledge of the sofa. My hips take up a rhythm of their own, my motions causing little grunts to come out of him. It spurs me on, and before I realize I'm coming all over him. My pleasure is plain to see, as my juices run down his cock, making us stick together.
"My turn," he says, grabbing me under my legs to settle me down on the couch. I hate missionary, but I'm too far gone to fucking care.
He pumps in and out of me, his head bowed looking at our union. The thought of him being so turned on watching his cock moving in and out of me, drives me to new heights. I hook my leg around his arms and stretch myself up.
"You're going to pop a stitch," he says, stopping for a moment.
"But it will be worth it once you feel me squeezing you at this angle."
Staring into my eyes he begins to move again, except this time he doesn't look away. He moves inside of me, all those delicious ridges on his cock moving and tugging against my walls. I reach up and rub his shoulders, scratching my nails down his corded biceps.
"You ready for me to come inside of you?"
"Yes, I want to feel your cock twitch."
He thrusts, harder this time, and I call out as another orgasm ripples through me. The thought of him in as much pleasure as I am takes me to new heights.
He comes with a roar and my pussy squeezes him until it's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard come from a man. He doesn't collapse on me how I'd like, but rather gets straight up and walks away into the bathroom.
A pang of loss hits me, but I shove it down and remind myself no matter what, it’s business, nothing more.
I hear the water running and after a few seconds he comes back out with a warm washcloth to clean me up. It feels amazing on my sensitive skin.
"That was more than I expected," he says, when he's finished helping me pull my leggings back on.
"Yeah...it was...yeah."
I don't have the brain capacity to form real words. He chuckles, leaning down to kiss my chest before looking at my wound. Nothing is wrong, and no blood is to be found, so I take that as a win.
"Want to go lay down and watch TV? We can find something to watch until you fall asleep."
"Bring in some food and you have a deal."
He helps me get up, puts my shirt on, and walks me over to the bedroom. I'm sore in all the right places. My bed is soft enough to cradle my sore muscles, and when Dante settles in next to me, a feeling of calm comes over me.
I won't admit it, but I've been alone too long. I miss having someone with me all the time. The last boyfriend I had was over two years ago. We broke up because he would never be my match. Someone who wasn't in the life could never understand.
I sigh as he scans through the million channels I have, looking for something on the TV. "You okay, not in pain right?"
"I'm a little uncomfortable, but nothing I can't handle. Do you think you could order some food? I want to fill my belly before I pass out."
He nods before getting up to go into the other room. When he returns he's talking in what I assume is Mandarian and ordering us food.
