The Mafia’s Forbidden Desire

ROSALINDA.

I had never been attracted to anyone the way I was attracted to the man standing before me. Every inch of my skin tingled at his gaze. My entire being burned for him. I wanted him inside me, and that was all I could think about.

I hurriedly stood on my tiptoe, my desperation palpable in the way I smashed my lips against his, kissing him like I wanted to suck his soul out.

He reciprocated my yearnings by quickly lifting me up into his muscular arms and trudging towards the bed in long strides with me in his arms. Our lips never leaving each other.

He finally halted when a barrier blocked him-the bed-and he threw me into it.

As I stared into his lustful eyes, I could tell that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him, and that realisation aroused me even more.

“I want you, Rosa. All of you.” He groaned out his needs, his voice going straight to my core, making it twitch.

“I am all yours.” I breathed out.

Leaning forward, he grabbed my thighs, yanking me to the edge of the bed as my dress folded up to my waist.

He took a hold of my underwear, and his urgency was depicted in the way he roughly slid them down my legs. My core, now free from its barrier, he nestled in, and my clitoris throbbed intensely as his lips connected to my lips down there.

Instinctively, I grabbed his hair, unintentionally pulling hard as he continued performing wonders with his lips and tongue. Heat licked every part of me, making me burn.

“Antonio!” I moaned as his lips began to make rapid circles around my clitoris, the pleasure sending me to the verge of insanity. I might as well be momentarily insane because my brain ceased to function well. All I could think about was him and the pleasure he was gifting me-wrapped in his lips, tongue, and the warmth of his mouth.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Fuck! I wanted more! I wanted him inside me already.

“I want you inside me.” I declared, my breaths gasping in rapid succession. “Please!”

“Not yet, baby.” He suddenly pulled his lips away from my core and climbed onto the bed, his knees planted by my sides.

In a split second, he peeled the dress off my body, leaving me with only a brazier. And even that didn’t remain on my body for a second longer when he expertly unhooked it and flung it across the room, exposing my bare breasts.

He resumed flooding my senses with pleasure, his tongue making circles around my nipples and his palm cupping my other breast, squeezing it as I moaned in delight. Fuck!

He took turns sucking both breasts and kneading them to my satisfaction.

His lips occasionally moved to other parts of my body-my neck, ear, and chest-leaving his pleasing imprints on my skin. My eyes closed tightly, my back arching from the intense thrill I was basking in.

Suddenly, he stopped, and I snapped my eyes open to see him unbuckling his pants. I gulped, and my core tightened in anticipation as he released his steel rod from its prison.

His eyes finding their way back to mine, he asked in a raspy, needy tone. “Can I?”

I was too dazed to talk, and the only thing I could bring myself to do was nod my head keenly.

In a split second, he found his way to the hole, pushing into my warmth with a powerful thrust. I let out a loud grasp, and my eyes rolled at the intensity.

He began to thrust back and forth in a slow, gentle manner. My moans tuned with every thrust. Soon, he went into full beast mode, pumping so rapidly within me that I began to gasp for air.

My body discovered nerves I never knew existed, calling them together to dance to the tune of pleasure.

The pleasure was so intense that, for a moment, I ceased to hear or see, and the only sense my brain could process was that of touch. It felt like I was in another world entirely, and nothing else mattered.

I had never felt this immense pleasure in my twenty-four years on earth. Before now, I thought the sex I had with that stranger that resulted in birthing Carlo was the best I’d ever get. But I was wrong. This one was so intense, soul-pleasing, and so damn good!

“Do you like it?” He groaned as he continued pumping inside me like a beast, sweat trickling down his incredible, sexy, and defined body.

I hadn’t even realised it when he pulled off his shirt.

“Do you like it?” He asked again when he didn’t get my response.

Was he kidding me? I loved it!

I opened my mouth to voice out my thoughts, but instead, what emanated from my throat was a loud, piercing moan. My body vibrated, and I rolled my eyes in pleasure as a milky cream whipped out of my core.

In a swift move, Antonio pulled out of me and splashed his fluid over the bed.

We climaxed at the same time.

He collapsed beside me, our breaths in sync as we panted heavily.

“Are you okay?” He asked me as he turned to look at me. I nodded, smiling in contentment.

“Did you like it?” He asked, and I nodded again.

“I loved it.” My voice was barely audible.

Suddenly, my phone started ringing, and I flicked my gaze around to see it at the far end of the bed, where I had subconsciously flung it. As I strained my eyes to see who the caller was, my heart fell to the pit of my stomach, and I panicked.

“What the fuck!” I exclaimed as I jumped up and hurriedly crawled towards the phone.

Picking it up and holding it to my ear, my father’s voice bellowed from the other end of the line.

“Where are you?!”

I was utterly and completely screwed!