Sold to the mafia

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As soon as I put the keys on the table, I make a beeline for the door. I need to get to her. She could be lying to me; she could be gearing up for a fight. I don’t fucking know. But right now I want her, and she’s ready to beg for me. I’m giving in. Whether it’s my dark needs and issues or something else causing this impulsive behavior, I don’t give a fuck.

I go straight down to the basement. My steps are loud as fuck. I enter the code and swing open the door just in time to see her falling to her knees and breathing heavily. Her hair’s a mess, like she was sleeping when she heard me coming. I look past her at the bed and I know that’s exactly what happened.

“You want me, kitten?” I walk to her with hard steps. “You still want to prove to me that you’re mine?” I ask her.

“Yes, Anthony,” she responds with a deep need in her eyes. I run my hand down my face, knowing this is stupid as fuck. But I’m going to do it. I’m tired of questioning this shit, and I’m tired of waiting.

I lean down and grab her by her waist, carrying her in my arms.

She snuggles into me and stares at my face as I take her up to my room. I want her there. If she’s really mine, she’ll be mine everywhere. She doesn’t look around; she doesn’t try to squirm away. She grips onto my shirt and kisses the dip in my neck.

I lay her gently on the bed, but she’s quick to pop up on her knees and wait for me.

“You want my dick, kitten?” I ask her.

“Please. Please, Anthony,” she begs me as she pulls the nightgown over her head and lies naked on my bed. She’s desperate for something from me. Anything. This is what I wanted, but right now, I fucking hate myself for it.

Her lust-filled eyes look back at me as she whispers, “I want to prove to you I’m yours.” Fuck, she sounds so sincere.

I nod my head slightly and kick my pants off. If that’s what she wants, then she’s going to get it. She’s going to earn it.

“Fuck yourself on my dick,” I command.

I climb on the bed and stay on my knees stroking my cock. Precum’s already leaking out and I use it to lube up the head.

She’s quick to get on all fours and look back at me over her shoulder. She’s too fucking sexy for her own good. She lowers her breasts to the bed and lays her head to the side, keeping her eyes on my dick as she backs her ass up.

I put a hand on her hip to steady her and let her take me in. My breath comes in short pants but I make sure they’re low so she can’t hear how much I need this. Her ass looks so fucking good. I give it a loud smack. She jumps, and I slip out of her.

“Uh-uh, kitten. You’re going to take it. This is your cock right now. Lean back and take it.” Her mouth stays parted as she reaches between her legs for my dick. Her small hand strokes the head and I almost cum right there.

Smack! I hit her ass to keep from cumming as she slips the tip inside of her welcoming heat and moves back, stretching her walls slowly around my dick. I watch my cock slowly disappear. So fucking slowly. It’s almost too much to take. I ball my hands tightly into fists and fight the urge to just let go. I want to collapse on top of her and bury my head into her neck. I want to bite down on her and fuck her ruthlessly and let my savage beast out. But I need control. I thrive with control. And this is for her, not for me.

She rocks on her knees to get more of me inside her tight little pussy. Fuck, it feels like heaven. I place my hand on the small of her back, but I don’t take control. This is for her own needs, not for my pleasure. There’s a difference.

I grip her hips, but she’s still in control. She slides easily on and off my dick. Her sweet sounds fill the air. That’s when it really hits me, she really has given herself to me. I’ve broken her down to this. She wants this. She wants me. She’s doing this to please me. What more could she possibly give me? My heart clenches in my chest, and I can’t fucking stand it.

Not now. I can’t think about this shit right now.

She moans as she slides back deeper and my dick fills her cunt. I can’t help the groan that slips past my lips. She feels so fucking good. She rocks forward and I watch as her cream coats my dick. It’s the sexiest fucking sight I’ve ever seen. I want to push deep into her and pound her pussy so fucking hard her body collapses. But not yet.

She fucks herself on my cock, searching for her release, but she’s so far from getting that highest high that I can give her. I tilt my hips and thrust back as she impales herself onto my dick. I’m rewarded with a sweet strangled cry of pleasure. “Yes!” she screams out. The sound of her panting and smacking her wet pussy against me is everything I ever dreamed of.

“Please, Anthony!” she cries out as she fucks herself faster and harder. “Please,” she begs me.

“Please what?” I ask her. I just want to hear her tell me how much she needs me.

“Please, Anthony,” she begs again.

“You want me to make you cum?” I ask her.

“Yes!” she answers.

“You want to cum all over my cock to please me, is that it?” I smack her ass again and again.

“Yes!” she cries out, and it’s the last straw. I give in and lose what little self-control I have left.

“Coat my dick with your cum,” I growl into her ear as I push her shoulders down and hammer into her. My other hand moves to her slick clit and I strum it until she screaming into the sheets.

Her pussy latches onto my dick and starts milking it with her release. I pump into her harder and faster, and with each thrust her cunt holds onto me tighter, trying to suck me in deep. I nip her earlobe. I bite, kiss and suck all over her neck. Her pussy pulses around me and her body trembles beneath me. She cries out my name, and it’s what takes me over the edge. I cum deep inside her. I groan in the crook of her neck, loving that I gave her more than she could give herself.

I slowly release her and her body falls forward and I slip out of her, our combined cum leaking from her pussy.

She lays on the bed panting and curling on her side as I leave her to get a shirt from the hamper to wipe up with. She hums softly in appreciation as I clean her off. She looks so weak and tired as she slips her nightgown back on. I love the sight of my cum leaking out of her tight little pussy, but I need to clean her up before bed. And she’s obviously fucking exhausted.

I watch her as I climb in next to her. I expect her to plead with me to stay. I expect her to ask me for something. But she doesn’t. She scoots her body against mine and rests her cheek on my shoulder. She cuddles with me. She holds me.

I feel my guard lower from her comforting touch. I should put her back in her room, but I need this as much as she does. I don’t think I’ve ever felt someone hold me with such need and adoration. She rubs her body against mine and I relax into the mattress.

I kiss her hair and pet her back as she nestles into my chest.

“Sleep, kitten,” I whisper into her ear.

She looks up at me through her lashes with a small smile. “Good night, Anthony.” And she plants a kiss on my lips. I can still feel it as she lies back down and gets comfortable in my arms.

I watch her for hours before I can finally sleep. It never once occurs to me that in the morning she won’t be there.

Because I know she will.