THE MAFIA DON AND HIS NUN

Alfred was heading to his mansion when Matilda crossed him. She stood in his front with a smile on her face.

“Do you have a minute?” She said, hoping he would say yes.

“No.” Alfred replied with a stony look on his face. He brushed past her, and she held his right hand, making him halt on his tracks.

Alfred turned around, and he glared dangerously at her.

Matilda immediately let go if hus hand.

“I just wanna have a chat with you.” She said.

“I’ve got more important things to do than have a chat with you.” Alfred replied, sternly.

“So, Theresa is more important than me?” She asked with a hurt tone.

“Yeah, she is.” He replied.

“But I’m your childhood friend.” Matilda said in a broken voice like she was about to cry.

Alfred moved closer to her.

“Yeah, I know. And that was the reason why I accepted you into my organization. So, don’t let it be the reason why I’m gonna kill you.” He said, venomously. Then he turned around and he continued walking towards his mansion.

Tears were already rolling down Matilda’s cheeks. Alfred’s words really hurt her a lot.

“I swear, I’ll kill you Theresa and have Alfred all to myself.” She said through gritted teeth, then she walked away.

Alfred’s Mansion

Theresa was just stepping out of the bathroom when walked inside the bedroom.

She was draped in a white towel which stopped at her mid thighs.

A wave of lust rushed through Alfred’s body immediately, and he took slow strides towards her.

He stood before her and he wrapped his hands around her slim waist, pulling her closer to himself.

Theresa’s hands were on his chest and she felt the bulge in his trousers.

Alfred was a feet or two taller than her, so she had ti raise her head up to look at his face.

His eyes were filled with nothing but lust.

Alfred placed his lips on the nape of her neck, and he kissed it softly, earning him a low moan from Theresa.

Theresa suddenly remembered when he called her his sex toy. Those words rang in her head, so she decided not to respond to his touches or kisses.

Alfred’s hands found their way under her towel, then he grabbed her soft butts and gave them a soft squeeze.

Theresa bit her bottom lip to suppress her moan. She was already getting wet down there.

Alfred loosened the towel, and it dropped on the tiled floor.

He then carried her and placed her on the dressing table. He bent his head and kissed her right breast before taking her pink nipple into his mouth, sucking it and rolling his on it.

Theresa bit her bottom lip harder so she wouldn’t moan, but the couldn’t hold it when Alfred pinched her other nipple.

“Ouch!” She moaned softly, throwing her head backward.

Alfred continued sucking her nipple like a baby, then he trailed his hand down to her thighs.

He rubbed it softly, earning him another moan from Theresa.

Alfred teased her by rubbing her entrance with his thumb. She was already dripping wet.

That alone sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout Theresa’s body.

“Fuck!” She moaned, the pleasure hitting her hard.

Alfred rubbed her wet entrance again with two fingers this time.

“Gosh!!!” Theresa moaned loudly. Her folds clenched and unclenched due to the teasing.

Alfred stopped sucking her nipple, then he carried her to the bed and he laid her on it.

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.

She got the fact that he was teasing her again immediately.

Her chest rose and fell, and she started gasping for breath at the torture she was receiving.

He’s a devil who always wants her to beg for it, and she’s willing to do that, she badly needs him right now, even more than the tongue.

“Please my Lord” she said breathlessly.

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

“Please lick my folds. I can’t take it anymore.” she begged cutely, and in the next minute, his tongue entered her cl*t, and she gasped as he started tonguing her like a devil.

His tongue was not moving rhythmically this time, he was licking her in and out, kissing and sucking on her cl*t, almost eating her up.

She was too sweet down there.

She dived her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.

“Deeper Lord!

“Oh my Lord!”

“Yes Lord!!”

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.

“Gawd!, my Lord I’m going to c*m!”

He increased the movements of his fingers, and her eyes widened as she grabbed the sheets.

“Ohhhh my fucking!!! Gosh!!!”

“Yes Lord!”

“Gosh!!!”

“C*m for me!” 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 craved for more, more and more, and he did the worse by teasing her entrance with his killer cock.

“My Lord I want it please” she said, and he teased again.

“F**k!, lord please!” she begged more loudly.

“Where do you want my c*ck?” He asked, still teasing slowly.

“In my wet p*ssy lord” she replied impatiently.

“To do what?”

“To f*ck me mercilessly my Lord” she replied, and he inserted his whole size her at once.

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

She was so warm and sweet around his d**k.

“You’re still tight, Theresa. So fucking tight.” he groaned, taking turns to s*ck on her light red n*pplesConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

As the banging became harder, the sucking hardened too.

Her n*pples were already swollen red in the next minute, then he kissed her cleavage, collarbones and neck.

He continued trailing the kisses till he reached her earlobe, then her face.

He pulled out half of his d**k , but he slammed into her p*ssy completely again, and her head spun.

“Fuck!! That’s the spot!!”

“Please harder! Harder!!!”

He claimed her lips, and their mouths started eating up each other as their s*xes met.

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

He kissed her lips for two minutes straight, so her moans halted, then he broke the to hear the melodious sounds of her moans. He held up her legs and started moving crazily inside her.

Like it’s his harem, like it’s his kingdom, it’s his empire where he can do and undo.

“I love this so much my Lord!!!”

“Keep fucking me harder! Pound me harder my Lord!!!”

“Fuck me harder!!”

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.

“Daddy I’m…

Before she could finish, he tossed them so she’s on top.

“Ride me, Theresa.” he ordered, and she started her rough rides, riding on his orgasm.

At each thrust, he spanked her ass so hard, and she moaned madly, holding his shoulders tighter.

They both inched closer and closer, and closer….

“Wanna c*m with me, Theresa?” He breathed.

“Yes, I badly wanna c*m with you, my Lord.” she replied, and he tilted up, capturing her lips once more, kissing her hard before turning her again, so he’s on top once again.

He almost tore her p*ssy apart as he made the last thrusts

“Oh God, fuck yes, fuck, you’re fucking amazing, fuck me, shit, yes!”

Her mouth kept running till they both came undone at a time, and when he pulled out, he poured all the c*m on her swell before falling on the bed beside her.

Theresa covered her naked body with the duvet, and she gazed at Alfred’s face, breathing heavily.

Her phone chimed twice on the bedstand table.

Alfred was close to it so he sat up, and he stretched his hand, then he picked it up.

It was a text message from Brad.

His eagle eyes mistakenly caught he name of the sender, then he raised a questioning brow at Theresa.

“Who is Brad?” He asked, a frown creasing his forehead.

Theresa swallowed the lump in her throat, thinking of what to tell him.

“I asked you a fucking question, Theresa. Who is Brad?” He repeated with a cold and dangerous look on his face.