Conquered by the Mafia Boss

Not yet.

“No.”

It’s fun watching her squirm. Desire parts her lips as I continue my slow massage of her shoulder. Her eyes keep lingering on my face-my lips. Blonde hair shifts, obscuring her face from view.

“I-uh-fuck,” she laughs into her hands. “I’m so embarrassed.”

My other hand touches her chin, and she turns back toward me. Warm breath mists over my mouth and for a moment I can’t hear anything but the roaring sound of my blood.

“You shouldn’t be shy.”NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

“Why’s that?”

“Because a girl like you gets whatever she wants. All you have to do is ask.”

“I just-”

I hear her sharp intake of breath just before I close in the few inches between us. My lips touch hers as the hand playing with her shoulder snakes into a tangle of her hair. Heat smolders between us as she kisses me back, hesitant at first and then more forceful. She shoves the jacket from my shoulders and finds the space under my neck to touch my bare skin. Then I’m on fire-my hand falls down her shoulder to grab one of her tits. The fabric is so fucking thin that I can feel the stiff peak of her nipple. My thumb caresses the hard nub and a high, desperate sound leaves her mouth to enter mine.

Jesus Christ.

I want this fucking girl. I want her tits in my mouth and her pussy swallowing my cock, but I only have a half hour before I really have to leave.

Pick up the fucking pace, Jack.

She pulls back and I inwardly groan as she gives a little shake of her head.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“I’m supposed to be somewhere.”

“Me too.” My hand reaches down her back, grabbing the edge of the camisole and dragging it up, over her skin. Her eyes widen like saucers as I lift it over her creamy white globes and all the way up. I fling the camisole away and cover her tits with my hands. Fucking gorgeous tits. “I’ll fuck you really nice and fast-that’s what you want, isn’t it?”

I’m distracted by the feeling of them in my hands, and a low growl issues from my throat when she nods.

“What’s your name?”

Her heartbeat slams into my hand and I just want to rip the rest of her clothes off, but she drags her fingers up and down the back of my neck.

A smile staggers across my face. “It’s Jack.”

“I’m Beatrice.”

“Hello, Beatrice.” My mouth fastens over her nipple and she gasps as I take the other one between my thumb and forefinger, pinching hard as I drag my tongue over her skin and suck. She clutches my neck and digs her fingers, letting out a loud moan that surprises me.

I might as well taste all of her. I did promise to be the best lay she ever had.

“Stand up, sweetheart. Do it now.”

My teeth bite into her wonderful, jiggling tits before I smack her ass. I see the red mark blazing on her white skin as she pulls away to stand up in front of me shyly. Her lips are plump and wet, and the way her hair looks slightly mussed up makes me want to bend her over the coffee table. She sucks in her bottom lip and bites it. My cock throbs, growing along my leg like a steel pipe.

“Take off your clothes. All of them.”

I watch as my command runs through her body. She hesitates, looking over her shoulder at the glass windows.

“Do as I say.”

Her head snaps back as she sucks in a deep breath, hooking her thumbs in the waistband of her jeans and pulling them down with agonizing slowness. They drag over her bony hips, revealing a shaved pussy gleaming with wetness. My mouth waters to see the rest of her creamy thighs and calves. I follow her hands all the way down until her feet step out of her jeans.

“Get that beautiful pussy in my face.”

A thrill hits my chest as she steps forward, following my every command. Damn, she likes taking orders, doesn’t she? It’s hot. My eyes are on the sheen of wetness sticking to her inner thighs. My cock strains against my slacks as she stands on the couch uncertainly. My hand slides up the back of her thigh, right up to her tight ass. I fondle her perfect bubble and then I strike her hard. Her muscles twitch and she lets out a sharp gasp.

“Closer.”

“But I’ve never-”

My hands circle her thighs as she stands up on the couch, bringing me face-to-face with her pussy, which is the exact same shade of pink as her blush. I don’t give a fuck that we’re exposed to the entire club-I can’t waste another second without my tongue inside her. My lips touch her clit and my tongue slides against her sweetness.

“Oh my God!”

She curls her fingers in my hair and yanks hard enough to make me grunt.

I guess she likes it.

I reach back with my tongue all the way and slide along her slippery folds, feeling her rock against my mouth as her body gives in to pleasure. Her pussy drips and I drink her in, enjoying the mild taste as her muscles clench around my tongue. Then I grind against her, shoving myself deep inside her cunt as I massage her soaking clit with my thumb. I feel my briefs getting wet with the pre-cum slipping out of my cock, and I so badly want to rip my pants off and yank her down over me. I kiss her, circling her nub as my fingers slip inside her. Goddamn, she’s so wet for me.

I hammer her cunt with my two fingers, sucking her reddened flesh as she grips my hair and screams something in my ear.

“Kiss me!”

Shit.

I pull her hips down so that she falls to my lap. Soft, round tits smash against my chest as she throws her arms around me and crushes her mouth to mine. My body falls backward and I just manage to catch myself with an arm thrown behind myself. Her voice is raw, panting as she kisses me, sweeping inside my mouth to taste herself. Feeling her wild tongue inside me makes me wonder what it’d feel like to have her swallow my cock, but we’re pressed on time. Fucking hell.

Her nails drag over my skin, scratching me as she rips off my dress shirt. Scattering buttons hit the marble floor. I sit up as she yanks the shirt from my body, my heart pounding hard, driving alcohol from my head.

Heat simmers just below the surface of where she touches me. She runs her fingers over my muscles, her rosebud mouth flushed from kissing me. I grab the back of her head and twist her long hair into a rope, kissing her neck. She gasps.

“Lie down and spread your legs.”

Then my hand slips from her neck and my heart pounds against my skin as she looks up at me, her eyes wide. They’re so blue. She obeys me, her tits spreading over her chest as she lies down. I just want to throttle through and fuck her until the whole club can hear her screams, but the vulnerability in her eyes stops me. I follow her gaze below my belt, to my livid erection pressing absurdly against my slacks. She flinches as I undo my belt and fling it aside. Then I walk right to her head and pull down my slacks and briefs. Veins throb along my cock and a glistening bead of pre-cum hangs precariously as my dick springs free from my pants. I fist the base of it and watch her lick her lips.

“You like it, sweetheart? Want to touch it?”

A grin tightens my face as she reaches up and grabs me with both hands, moving up and down as if she’s never touched a cock before. She cups my balls with one, the other held firmly at the base. My cock jumps in her hands.

“You’re so big.”