A Night With The Ruthless Mafia Don

In the dimly lit room, a profound silence descended, blanketing Marisa and Alejandro in an atmosphere thick with tension and desire. Marisa reclined on the bed, her heart racing in eager anticipation, while Alejandro, standing at the bed’s edge, fixed his gaze upon her with an intensity that bordered on primal longing.

With a calculated and sensuous grace, Alejandro began to lean in closer, his fingertips grazing delicately over Marisa’s exposed skin, setting off an electrifying cascade of sensations that left her breathless and wanting.

His attention then shifted to the exquisite black gown that had clung to her like a second skin. With an expert touch, Alejandro’s hands found the zipper of her gown, the metallic sound resonating through the room as he slowly, tantalizingly, lowered it. The dress gracefully slid from her shoulders, pooling at her feet, revealing the alluring lingerie she had chosen for this very night.

Under the intensity of Alejandro’s gaze, Marisa couldn’t help but feel exposed, vulnerable, yet the magnetic chemistry between them was undeniable. Her pulse raced as Alejandro carelessly tossed her gown onto the tiled floor and methodically slid her panties down her legs, rendering her completely bare before him.

Alejandro’s eyes smoldered with raw desire as they roamed over her naked, flawless form. Marisa’s cheeks flushed crimson, and she instinctively covered her face with her trembling hands, overwhelmed by her own bashfulness.

A sly, knowing grin tugged at Alejandro’s lips as he gently removed Marisa’s hands from her face, his voice a seductive purr as he spoke, “Don’t be shy, sweetheart. Look into daddy’s eyes.”

Marisa’s shyness was palpable, her apprehension evident as she hesitated to meet his gaze. This marked her first time exposed so intimately before a man. She was shy, nervous and scared at the same time because this would be her first time having sex ever since she had amnesia.

Alejandro reveled in her innocence, and he slowly descending from the bed. His shirt was shed with an urgency born of desire, and his fingers worked swiftly to unbuckle his belt. As his trousers descended, Marisa instinctively closed her eyes, her cheeks aflame with modesty.

Alejandro’s lips curled into a wicked smirk as he rid himself of his underwear, standing before her completely nude, his masculinity unapologetically on display.

“Open your eyes, sweetheart,” Alejandro commanded, his voice rich with authority and desire.

Marisa’s eyelids fluttered open, and a sharp gasp escaped her as she beheld the impressive sight before her. She couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw the size and length of his cock. It was big and long. It’d be about eight inches or more.

She gulped nervously as he started walking towards her, his hard cock dangling as he took each step till he got to the bed, then he lowered his head to her neatly shaved pùssy. Lust darkened his eyes and he couldn’t resist the urge to eat her up. Not when her raw honey scent flooded his nose, he had never smelled something so nice as her honeypot.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

He held her legs apart, and her limbs ached at the tightness, but it all became past tense when his tongue touched her wet s*x. He began teasing, running his tongue in circles on her cl*t as his warm ticklish breath hit her p*ssy.

Marisa gasped loudly and her hands instinctively gripped the sheets as a new feeling surged throughout her entire body. She had never felt this amount of pleasure in her entire life. Her chest rose and fell, and she started gasping for breath at the torture she was receiving from the devil himself.

Alejandro continued teasing her by running his tongue in circles on her clitoris, and his warm ticklish breath hit her pussy, making her body shiver. Her pussy started dripping as she couldn’t endure the teasing he was giving her.

She wanted more. She wanted to feel his tongue inside her honeypot, but he wasn’t doing that. He was teasing her instead, and she could no longer endure it.

“Please!” This word flew out of her lips, breathlessly.

“Please what?” Alejandro raised his head to give her a smirky look.

“Please lick my folds,” she begged cutely.

“Call me daddy!” He commanded.

“Please daddy, lick my folds!” she begged desperately, and in the next minute, his tongue entered her clit, and she gasped as he started tonguing her like a devil. His tongue was not moving rhythmically this time, he wad licking her in and out, kissing and sucking on her cl*t, almost eating her up. She was just too sweet down there.

“Oh! Yesssss!!!” She moaned softly and shut her eyes in pleasure before diving her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.

“Deeper Daddy! I want it deeper!” She moaned senselessly as she was enjoying every bit of it even though it was all new to her.

He shoved two fingers in at once, his tongue was still working on her though, and her body started shaking on the bed as his fingers and mouth worked on her at the same time. She started inching, closer and closer as the fingering and tonguing went wilder.

“Fuck!, Daddy I’m going to pee!!!!” She screamed.

He smirked at her words and increased the movements of his fingers. He knew she was about to cum so he tripled the speed of his fingers, and her eyes widened as she grabbed the sheets.

“Ohhhh!!! Gosh!!! Daddy yes! Yes daddy… da… DDY YES!!!!!” She screamed in pleasure.

“C*m for daddy” he finally said, and she finally exploded and rained orgasm on his fingers which he licked up cleanly. Her legs were still shaking, but she surprisingly craved for more, more and more.

Alejandro stared at her face, wearing a devilish smirk. Marisa suddenly grew shy, avoiding his gaze, attempting to hide her face with her palms. However, he held her hands firmly and gently placed her arms around his neck.

Before she could even blink her eyes, he leaned in, closing the distance between them, and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Marisa’s eyes went wide as Alejandro kissed her. She didn’t reciprocate the kiss at first, but she remembered that her job was to satisfy him sexually, so she shut her eyes and started kissing him back.

Alejandro’s right hand found it’s way to her honeypot, and he inserted two fingers into it, making her moan into the kiss. He started fingering her slowly as they engaged in an intense kiss. Although, Marisa wasn’t a good kisser, but she managed to kiss him well.

Alejandro broke the kiss a minute later, and he squeezed her gently, like a delicate flower, as he enjoyed the feel of her bréasts against his chest. The softness of her laps on his cóck filled him with a séxual urge. To make love to her, to fúck her.

“Oh god, daddy,” she exclaimed after the kiss ended, “I need you. I need your big cóck.” She wasn’t herself anymore. She was just too horny, and she couldn’t think of anything else apart from sex.

Alejandro didn’t know why but he broke into a big smile. He wasn’t himself anymore. He was suddenly possessed. Possessed by an unforeseen force called lust.

His hands explored Marisa’s sexy body from her tight, firm àss to her smooth pússy then up to her big bréasts. He then opened her legs, and his cóck protruded high above her legs. Marisa gave hus cóck one last squeeze. He could tell she was measuring the length of my cóck, wondering if she could take it all in.

“My god, you’re so big, daddy!” She exclaimed as she stared at his erection. “You’d be gentle with me, won’t you?!”

Alejandro smirked and leaned closer. “I’m gonna fúck you like I want to kill you,” He whispered gravely into her ear. “And I won’t be nice.”

Marisa stiffened instantly. One look at his face told her she was done for.

“Wait!” She placed her hands on his chest and tried to stop him, but he didn’t wait. He grabbed her by the throat and push her backwards on the bed. Marisa’s eyes flash wide open, and her red lips part to scream. But he choked on her throat, stopping the scream from escaping.

Guiding his cóck with his hand, Alejandro pressed the tip of his cock to her frothing slit, and pushed all the way in without warning. Marisa dug the back of her head into the bed. An exerted growl flew from her lips, and she flexed her vaginal muscles around him.

“Oh my f*cking goodness!” She shrieked immediately, and her walls started tightening around him as he started fucking her.

“Please stop!” She begged as he was too big for her tight honeypot to contain. She was just too tight because she had never gotten intimate with any man ever since she lost her memories.

“You’re so f*cking tight, sweetheart, and I love it.” Alejandro groaned, taking turns to suck on her light red n*pples. He then took a moment to savor the wet, tight heat of her pússy clenching about his cóck. She was so warm and sweet around his dick.

He then grabbed her hips, pulled out to the tip, and rammed all the way into her. He released her throat, and this time, she cried out, but that didn’t stop him either. He squeezed one of her bréasts in retaliation. The supple flesh protruded around his fingers, and the nípple stood firm against his thumb.

She began moaning as he guided his thumb and finger to pinch her. He twisted her nípple and pulled it from her body, and she squealed a muffled tone of approval. He thrusted again, and again and again, always pulling out to the head, and then driving until his balls slapped against her fat àss.

Her body lurched back and forth across the bed, her breasts jiggles to the beat of his drives, her thighs rippled with the impact of his lust. Her eyes bore nothing but submissive desire, and he stared into them with his domineering possessiveness. She’s his, his toy. He’d ravish her.

He sneered at her as her voice rose higher and higher around his head. Marisa cried something out from her mouth but he just squeezed her cheeks. He grinned as she screamed out in pleasure from his rapidly-driving cock.

As he continued banging her harder, he also sucked on her nipples simultaneously. Her nipples were already swollen red in the next minute, then he kissed her cleavage, collarbones and neck. He continued trailing kisses till he reached her earlobe, then her face.

He then pulled out half of his dick, but he slammed into her pussy completely again, and her head spun.

“Fuck, Daddy! I love this!!!” She screamed out in pleasure. He then claimed her lips, and their mouths started eating up each other as their s*xes met.

He was screwing her so fast that her common sense evacuated her body that period, her brain refused to work with her mind, and her honeypot was feeling hot and warm at the same time, but she kept widening her legs for him, wanting more.

He kissed her lips for three minutes straight, so her moans halted, but the moment he broke the kiss, he held up her legs and started moving crazily inside her. Like it was his harem, like it wss his kingdom, his empire where he could do and undo. His hips were so fast, almost as fast as the speed of light, and she was getting indescribable pleasure from it.

“I love this so much Daddy!, Please don’t go slow daddy! Fuck me harder, daddy!!!” She moaned senselessly as his cock moved in and out of her at a very fast pace.

Pleasure was released into her bloodstream in folds, and when she couldn’t control it, she started saying rubbish, saying strings of incoherent curse words as she felt herself reaching climax.

Alejandro covered her mouth with his hand, and he doubled his speed, going deeper and deeper till he felt the tip of his dịck hitting her womb.

Marisa’s eyes were starting to roll back in her head, and her jaw was slackening. Alejandro took his hand off her mouth and listened to the sweet chorus of her desperate, moaning breaths. They were growing faster and shorter, until they were nothing but pants mixing with squeals.

He grabbed her other bréasts and pinched the free nipple, fúcking her faster and faster, harder and harder, until their pelvises were smacking together in fury of slapping blasts. It was crazy. The bed was shaking dangerously.

Alejandro growled and plowed into her harder and harder, not caring if he was hurting her, but hoping he was. His cóck drove through her tight wetness; parting her inner resistances and breaking her in. She was thrashing now. Her screams were rough and exerted, as though she was in the midst of great physical strain. Then he thrusted one last time.

Her entire body contorted, her back arching dramatically away from the bed, her shoulders forced back, and her thighs tightly ensnared around his hips. A singular, almost inaudible gasp escaped her parted lips, followed by a moment of intense release as she reached the peak of ecstasy, squirting all over him.

Simultaneously, he unleashed his passion, letting out a deep, guttural roar of satisfaction as he released himself within her. As the waves of pleasure subsided, he slumped down upon her, spent and tired, while she finally recovered her voice.

They lay together on the bed, their breaths labored, in a moment of profound intimacy before locking eyes. Alejandro, wearing a mischievous smirk, gently traced Marisa’s perspiring face with his thumb and posed a question.

“Do you love the sex, sweetheart?” he inquired.

Marisa, thoroughly exhausted, found herself unable to muster the energy for words. Instead, she offered a simple nod before drifting off into a deep slumber.

Alejandro’s smirk deepened as he fixated on her tranquil visage. Tenderly, he ran his fingers through her hair, his eyes never wavering from her face. He then spoke with an undertone of possessiveness that would send a shiver down anyone’s spine.

“You belong to me now, sweetheart, solely mine. Any man who dares to lay claim to you will incur my relentless fury. No one will take you away from me. Not even God himself.”