Mafia Desire (Erotica)

She realized he’d distracted her again and was halfway in. She felt like she might split apart from the massive intruder she was impaled on but the sensation was more fullness than pain. She was really doing it! She was riding Ben! As if to prove this Ben began to lift and drop her on his cock. She felt out of control. She tried to regain it by lifting herself up and down but her muscle control was rapidly diminishing. All she could contribute was a thrust at the end of each drop which forced more of Ben’s heat deeper inside of her. She felt an uncomfortable sensation on the last thrust and Ben immediately lifted her almost all the way off his cock. He slid it back inside with one smooth motion, stopping short of that uncomfortable impact. Then off and back on. Slowly Ben increased the pace until Tina was almost bouncing against him. She couldn’t see. She couldn’t hear or smell. The only sense that continued to function was touch and the only thing Tina felt was Ben’s strong hands holding and squeezing her ass and his steel rod of a cock driving into her. Ben grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled it back so he could see her face. She trembled and whimpered and her actions became frantic with the extra stimulation of his grip on her.

At the top of a stroke he grabbed her head between his hands and kissed her roughly, his tongue sliding into her mouth, demanding hers in return. She was whimpering and moaning continuously now, trying to get him to push his cock back into her. Her need rocketed and her skin felt incredibly sensitive.

When Ben finished his kiss he slammed his cock deep and she screamed silently as her orgasm crashed through her body. He held her tightly against him as he made quick short strokes with a tight grip on her hair. This seemed to be stretching her orgasm or maybe she was just having a string of them one after another.

Tina felt his body tightening up then he groaned as hot jets surged inside her causing her to begin to thrash through an almost painfully intense orgasm. Her voice returned and she cried Ben’s name in a long drawn out wail to accompany the sensations.

Once the surges finished Ben returned to long strokes. She waited for him to soften but he didn’t. This is what Trish had told her about! She was still coming down from her last crest when Ben rolled over, pinning her under his body. The sensations changed entirely. Now there was a direct pressure upon her clit as their bodies met and parted. Ben added a clever little twist to his hips at the end of every down stroke which strummed her clit. He pushed up on his elbow but that just put more pressure on where they connected.

Tina thrashed under his body as his thrusts sped up. Her pleasure was climbing in little spikes now as their bodies slapped together. Her eyes were tightly closed and her mouth was open making little squeaks each time they came together. The slaps on her clit sent shots of pleasure through her in little teasing bite sized portions. She needed more. She needed release and this teasing was driving her mad. Her hands clawed at his hips desperately trying get him grind against her. She needed that to reach the peak of her next orgasm. Her body picked up on his muscles beginning to clench and she screamed in joy as he slammed down a final time and ground against her in little circles, firing jet after jet into her hot, squeezing pussy. She was crying with the power of her release and her arms went around him holding him in place as her release shook her body.

Tina felt gentle kisses on her forehead and stretched up to capture Ben’s lips as they remained connected. He rolled them back onto his back and his hand returned to her ass and hair.

He squeezed her ass roughly, his finger tip sliding across her little rosebud, and tingles shot through her making her gasp. Ben’s other hand was tangled in her hair and he used the grip to bring her mouth to his where he caressed her lips with his. God! She loved how he took his pleasure from her.

Finally he let her slump to his chest where she lay gasping, completely spent. She felt him gradually softening inside her and she relished the sensation. All she could do was lay there. Her muscles had nothing left.

Before she could get a chill Ben lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bathroom. She suddenly had a massive need to go pee and he picked up on her tension. He set her down on the toilet seat and gave her some privacy. When she was done he entered the room again and lifted her against his body. He stepped into the large shower and they rinsed their bodies clean in the hot steamy water.

Then it was the towel ritual and she smiled dreamily as she realized this was one of her most favorite intimate moments with Ben. The feeling of the strength in his hands, the rough rubbing of the towel all over her body, how she gave in to his complete control of her body. She sat on the toilet seat wrapped in the warm towel while he dried himself with his own. Then he carried her back to bed and laid her down. He took the towels and dropped them in the bathroom. Finally he slid under the sheets with her and pulled her up against his body. Sleeping fully naked was a new and delightful sensation.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The night had been perfect. Sleep took them quickly.

The wake-up call Ben had arranged with the front desk was gentle but effective. He realized Tina was still curled up against him and kissed the top of her head. He ordered breakfast for them and quickly took his shower. The robes were ridiculously small on him so he just got dressed.

Ben woke Tina with gentle kisses over her face and shoulders. She needed to be gently scooted into the bathroom to get ready. He soon heard the shower running and little yelps and coos as Tina washed her overly sensitive parts.

Breakfast arrived and Ben set it up on the table by the window.

Tina left the bathroom wrapped in a robe. He held her chair out for her and they sat eating breakfast together.

After a short time Tina looked at Ben a little sadly. He raised an eyebrow.

“You’ve ruined me.” she said quietly.

Ben’s face froze with a look of alarm and his eyes glanced down.

Tina frowned. “No! Not that! Though I am very sore this morning!” she smiled weakly.

Ben felt relieved. “What did you mean then?”

“Last night was perfect! It was everything I dreamed it would be but now I’ll compare everything and everyone to that moment. How could anyone compare against perfection?” she whispered as a tear ran down her cheek.

Ben realized he’d been a complete ass. He’d been trying to get her used to the idea of finding a mate of her own but he’d been so swept up by her beauty and grace last night he didn’t think through what his actions might mean to her. He reached out and wiped the tear away, his heart breaking all over again only this time he was the one doing the breaking.