Mafia Desire (Erotica)

Gwen was getting close as she focused on the hard muscles of his chest under her hands while she rocked her hips. But something was wrong. He’d stopped moving under her. She looked up to his face and saw a cold look in his eye as he scowled at her. Then she felt it. His erection was shrinking inside her.

“NO! I’M CLOSE! STAY HARD!” she yelled.

“Get off of me,” he growled.

“NO! Please! Just a little more!”

He suddenly heaved his body to the side and she tumbled off to land on the carpet. He quickly stood and glared down at her.

“Get your fucking clothes on and leave. I don’t fucking owe you anything. I told you it was over. It’s over. I never want to see you again. LEAVE!” he yelled.

“But I need you!”

“You can’t HAVE ME! You had your chance but you showed your true colors when you dumped me for another man. Fuck! You just tried to rape me! Can’t you see past your own selfish needs? What the fuck is wrong with you?” He took a deep breath and struggled to calm himself. “You know what? I don’t care what’s wrong with you. That’s your problem. Get out. Get dressed now and leave or I’ll put you out in the hall to get dressed.”

Gwen stared up at him in shock as she grabbed her clothes into her arms. She was stunned once more at how forceful he was being and her need for him just flared.

“Why can’t you see how much I need you?” she moaned.

Kyle confirmed she had her clothes, shoes, and her purse. The extra room key was on the bureau. He moved closer to her and she began to smile until he spun her to face the door. He marched her towards it, opened it, and shoved her outside into the hall.

“Why can’t you understand it’s over? Find someone else to rape. I’m not interested. If I see you again, I’m calling the police!” Kyle growled from the doorway, staring into her shocked eyes.

He suddenly became aware of being watched and looked to his left. An older white haired couple was standing in the hallway watching with expressions of surprised delight. Other guests of the hotel. Seeing him naked. He nodded to them with as much dignity as he could and got broad smiles from them both. The woman wasn’t looking at his face.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

He looked back to Gwen. “Get dressed and leave. Don’t be here when I come out.” He stepped back inside his room, closed the door, and locked it. He needed another shower. He felt… unclean.

Kyle adjusted himself once more in his bike shorts as they rode along the trail painted by the early morning light. He was a little sore ‘down there’ this morning after his night with Kimberly.

After he’d spoken with the chateau management about his ‘stalker incident’, they’d found Gwen hiding out in the bar and escorted her from the property.

He met up with Kimberly and the others and they’d had a lovely dinner which was every bit as delicious as advertised. They’d also enjoyed a bottle of wine or two. The mood after dinner was a little melancholy as they knew it was their last night. Kimberly and Kyle had retired to the bar for another drink and decided mutually that they might enjoy getting to know each other a little better upstairs.

Kyle smiled as he recalled how nervous Kimberly had been the night before.

The Empress Suite was everything the name hinted at. Opulence and excess everywhere he looked.

“This is… too much!” he said with a grin.

She looked at him in mock outrage. “How can you say that? It’s gorgeous!”

He chuckled. “I guess I’m just not channeling my inner Empress like you are.”

“I like feeling like an Empress!” she said with a coy smile.

He moved closer and pulled her to his chest. He could feel her trembling. “Hey Empress, why so nervous?”

She pressed her forehead to his chest in embarrassment as she wrapped her arms around him. “I’m a little out of practice with this. David was the only man I’ve ever been with. You saw how that went.”

He grinned at her. “At least you know how it’s done.” Her smile wobbled a little and his eyebrows went up. “You do know how-”

She snorted and slapped his arm gently. “Yes! It- It just wasn’t always that… pleasant.”

Once more he held her eye. “Pleasant? That’s not a word I usually hear connected to sex.”

She squirmed a little in his arms and he took her face gently between his hands. “Talk to me.”

“David was… big. It… was uncomfortable sometimes. Sometimes it hurt.”

Enlightenment came to Kyle. “Ah! And when you say ‘big’?”

She blushed and made hand gestures to indicate its length and thickness. Kyle was impressed.

“One of the reasons he said you weren’t right for each other?” he asked gently and she nodded after a thoughtful pause. “Ok, he was… significantly big. I’m definitely not that big,” he said with a smile.

Eyes twinkled with mischief. “Can I see?”

He grinned. “Show me yours and I’ll show you mine.”

It became a race to undress and Kimberly won as, with a dress, she had less to take off.

He admired the firm muscles of her slim body and her modest chest. A small tuft of red hair protected her pussy. As he pushed his pants and underwear down he watched her eyes light up in relief when his cock came into view. It was just beginning to swell in anticipation.

She grinned happily and clapped seeing he wasn’t huge like David had been.

“It’s growing!” she chirped.

He grinned back at her. “But it’s not too intimidating, right?”

“No! It’s perfect!” she squealed and he chuckled.

She dropped to her knees and surged forward to take him into her mouth.

Kyle gasped as the head of his cock was forced down the small woman’s throat and she gripped his ass cheeks. She was swallowing against the head then pulled it out and looked up at him.

“Can you grip my hair tight? Can you be… aggressive?” she said looking up at him eagerly.