Mafia King

I have one mission tonight. I’m going to fuck her, sober or not.

My lips travelled down towards her neck. Her scent making me go crazy as I bit, sucked and licked her neck, shoulder and collar. Her breasts were peeking out. I devoured it, succumbing to the temptation. When I lifted my head, her torso was already bare. Her two succulent globes so bare, served in a silver platter just for me. My eyes travelled back to her face. She was so high with alcohol and lust. I’ve never been so proud of what I’ve done.

I then kissed her lips and whispered in between. “Amore, let me taste you.” She moaned.

“Is that a yes, my love?” Her tongue suddenly dived into my mouth. I groaned at the unexpected aggression. I didn’t realize I was already leaning towards the couch, my back was almost pressed against the soft material. My beautiful succubus was hovering me, straddling my waist while dancing her hips seductively.

Fuck. I can’t take this anymore.

“I will fuck you, amore.” I said again with conviction. “I will fuck you.”

I flipped us both, making sure that I was on top this time. I didn’t know how she managed to be on top a second ago. I loved it but I don’t think I can give up being the dominant one in sex. I always love the sight of women squirming under me with pleasure and ecstasy. It boosts my ego to know that I have the power to do that and this woman is no exception. I’ll show her that dead lover boy is no match for me.

She moaned when I spread her legs wider. I hooked a finger in her black lacy underwear and slowly dragged it down, throwing it on the floor, soon be followed with the rest of her clothing. The scent of her sex wafted against my nostril, making my dick go insane. A breath stuck in my throat as I leaned in and licked the taste of her juice.

Fuck.

“Dante.” She moaned.

Double fuck.

My heart beat so loud against the silence of the penthouse. I looked up and glanced at her blushing face. I crawled towards her, lining my face to hers; my plan to devour her pussy long forgotten. I kissed her with glee.

I’m so stupid to feel happy that she moaned my name. She knew it was me. Despite being drunk, she knew it. I kissed her with passion and roughness. I started to feel impatient and just bury myself in her right away. I’ll savor her later after finally feeling her wrapped around my manhood.

“Amore… Hailynn…” Whispering her name against our kisses. My other hand started to unbuckle my belt while the other feasting her body with desperation. Once my erection was out from his leash, I immediately let him snog against her wet slit. We both groaned at the contact.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Dan… te…” Our hooded eyes met, so intoxicated from our lust.

Her fingers brushed my hair. Fuck. I’m beginning to love that. It feels so good.

“I want you.” I whispered. “Let me make love to you, amore.”

“Hmmn.” She closed her eyes when I started to push. She’s so fucking wet. Wet yet so tight. She’s gripping the head so tightly that it was making me dizzy from so much ecstasy.

“Look at me. Look at me as I put it in. Look at me until I’m all the way to the hilt.”

She giggled. “You’re so obsessed with me.”

“I am.” I started rocking my hips slowly. She was so tight. Even when she’s fully lubricated, I still can’t easily slide in.

“Why?” Her eyes rolled, her breaths getting heavier as I felt myself halfway in.

“I don’t know.”

“Why?” Her voice like a whine and moan altogether. She sounded so fucking sexy. It’s making me lose my fucking mind. “Dante… why?” Her pitch was getting higher.

I grunted. “I don’t know.”

“Ugh.” I didn’t realize I was already hitting her cervix. Her pussy squeezing my cock. It felt like it was forcing me to milk it even though it wasn’t time.

“You’re so fucking tight, amore.” My thrusts became harder and faster. I could feel the couch moving and shaking like an earthquake. The slapping of our skin echoed in the entire room along with our grunts and moans.

As I kept on pounding her, I sucked her tits, making sure each of them were paid enough attention. The twins bounced as my dick kept kissing her all the way to the hilt. My arms went around her waist, holding her tightly like a fucking python to his prey. I carry out a strong thrust and bury my nose to her chest. My body shook as Hailynn milked the living daylight of my cock with a strong grip of her cunt.

We both came together. I could feel my seed spilling out of her mixed with her cream. When I finally felt our muscles relax, I started kissing her chest all the way to her neck until I reached her lips. Her head was laying languidly on the armrest. When she realized I was kissing her, she responded.

Her lips then went down to my jaw and then to my neck. I could feel her licking it and sucking it. There was a slight pain but it felt so good. I looked at her and realized my cock was still inside her. Instead of pulling it out, I stood while she was still wrapped around me. Her legs enveloped my waist so tightly. Her arms automatically circled around my neck. Her dress pooled around her waist. Her breasts jiggled at our movement. But what I love the most was her cute squeal when I carried her.

I walked towards my bedroom, all energized for another endless rounds of sex. I placed her down on my bed. I slowly pulled out of her, taking my cock his time. I could hear a squelching sound when I pulled out of her, more cream spilled out from her core. Would she freak out when she knows that this long thick hard wood managed to come inside her? I let myself get distracted by it before undressing the rest of her clothing which is her dress and her heels. The thought of us having sex while she was still wearing her high heels made my cock hardened even more. But this time, I want us fully naked.

After getting rid of our clothes, I nestled back between her legs and kissed her hastily. I never stopped making love to her that night and mostly fucking her brains out until she could no longer move. I fucked her senseless in all the corners of my room, bathroom included.

I felt satiated and at the same time not. I realized I could never get enough of her. My ruthless self wanted to fuck her sober until she realized that what she signed up for when she let her guard down and inebriated. And she did realize when she woke up the next morning, regretting what she did.

I touched my neck. My hand rubbing a specific spot that reminded me of her and the earth shattering sex we had. My anger and disappointment resurfaced. I heard a crack and the sound of something breaking. The pen in my hand was split in half. I threw it against the wall, smashing it into pieces.

But my anger did not dissipate.