Page 85 of Claimed By the Possessive Mafia Prince
I rub her clit harder, faster, watching as the pleasure pours out of her perfect curvy body. Her eyes glitter gorgeously as her legs fall apart in exhaustion.
I slide my hand lower…
Oh. Fuck.
Drenched.
Dripping
Slick.
Fucking…argh.The precome won’t stop flowing out of me.
“You’re ready for me,” I growl.
Standing, I grip my shorts and my briefs by the waistband and pull them down. My dick springs up. Siena gasps, leaning up on her arms, staring at me.
“You’re… glistening,” she mutters.
I look down. She’s right. My staff is shiny with precome.
“I need yours,” I snarl. “Now.”
“Do you have…”
I smirk, lean down, and grab the condom from my pocket. “I told you I’d be ready. I haven’t stopped carrying this since the first time. I’m too damn hungry for you. Now–show me your body. All of it.”
She stands, turns away from me. At first, I don’t know what she’s doing. But then I get it–she’s making me lose my mind…
Leaning forward, she draws my attention to the shapeliness of her round ass. She bends over, then looks at me over her shoulder as she slowly pulls her shorts and her underwear down, revealing her creaminess inch by mouthwatering inch.
“Like this?” she whispers. “Hmm, Dario?”
The thing that drives me over the edge is when I see her inner thighs glimmering with her release. My hands tremble as I tear the condom wrapper open, then slickly glide it down my throbbing length.
She props her hands against a palm tree.
“I want you like this,” she murmurs. “I want you to take me… fucking wild, Dario. Because that’s what we are. We’re wild. We don’t make sense. Andhere and now, I love that we don’t make sense.”
She sounds drunk, just like how I feel. Intoxicated with pleasure.
I stumble forward as she steps out of her shorts and arches her back, presenting her slick and hungry pussy, her thick round ass.
When I bring my hand down on her delicious globe in a light spank, she gasps.
“Is that how you want it, Mr. Mafia, huh? Is that how you do it?”
“I don’tdo itlike that. This is how I wantyou, Siena. Just you. I love the way your ass jiggles when I spank you.”
I do it again, staring mesmerized at the shimmering of her body.
“Don’t keep me waiting,” she moans, shifting from side to side.
Slipping one hand into the perfect hold between her stomach and her leg, I squeeze my dick with the other, guiding me to her entrance. She doesn’t break eye contact, letting me see the shocked pleasure on her face, her eyes widening, her lips pouting beautifully.
My dick aches as I glide deeper and deeper, sinking against her, my abs flattening the round orbs of her perfect ass. She gaspsand finally lets her head fall forward, gripping the palm tree two-handed and pushing back against me.
“Fuck,” I growl, staring at myself buried inside of her.
