Page 65 of Mafia King


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“Stop teasing me and fuck me already.”

“I thought you wanted a chase. Isn’t that what you wanted? To show me that you could be defiant. That you don’t obey.”

Yes!

I don’t verbalize my thoughts. For some reason, I wanted him to know that if I did what he said, it would be my choice.

He flips me over and positions me to straddle his lap. He reaches over and grabs the condom before handing it to me.

“Put it on me.”

This is one man who is dominating and part of me wants to let go and let him dominate me. The other part is still struggling to remain in control. That part wants to snark him.

“I know what you are thinking. Do you really want to delay your own pleasure to maintain your sense of control? You will eventually give in and I will make it well worth your while.”

He trails his hands up my sides to my breasts. He squeezes them lightly before rolling each nipple between his fingers.

I throw my head back and moan.

“I can make you feel better than you have ever felt. Just give in Tesoro. I promise I will only ever do what you need to feel good.” He murmurs while trailing kisses down my neck.

My hands start to open the condom on its own accord. I look down and grab his cock. I stroke him once then twice and watch as his face contorts into one of pure pleasure. Not once does he take his eyes from mine.

I roll the condom onto his cock then position myself over him.

“Take what you want, Tesoro. Show me what you desire.”

I slowly lower myself over him and feel myself stretching to accommodate him.

“Take me slow, baby.”

His words sound strangled as his hands come to my hips. I rise back up and lower again, taking more of his length in me. Two more times and he is finally buried to the hilt. I gasp as I feel myself clenching around him, getting used to having him there.

“Fuck, Sofia. You are tight as hell.”

I take a couple of deep breaths to calm myself. After a minute or so, I start to rotate my hips. I hear Bash hiss and look up to find him watching me take him over and over again.

“You are pure torture, Tesoro.”

He looks up and cups my face with his hand before he presses his lips to mine. When he lets me go, his hand slides down to massage my clit.

It only takes moments before I feel myself building again. My breaths are coming quicker as my body starts to move faster.

“That’s right. Take it. Take what you want.”

His hands find my hips again as he takes over the rhythm by slamming me down as he lifts his hips up to meet mine. The slapping of skin along with the small sounds he is making pushes me over the edge. I cry out as the first wave hits me. I feel my lips moving, but I am so high I can’t make out my words.

Bash slows the pace as I come down. Before I completely come down, he flips us over without leaving me. He pins my hands above my head with one hand as his other arm pushes my leg up over my shoulder allowing him to hit a spot deep within that I didn’t even know I had.

“Oh my god! Bash!”

He mashes his lips to mine and tangles his tongue in my mouth. His hips piston into mine and I feel myself on the edge again.

I hear Bash mutter something that sounds like Heaven, but I can’t focus on his words anymore. This man is going to break me in the most delicious and wonderful way. I am on the verge of falling over the edge when he whispers in my ear.

“Let go Tesoro. Come all over my cock.”

At his words, I bite into his shoulder as I do exactly as he commanded.