Page 50 of Mafia Underboss


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She opens her mouth and sucks my fingers in, and damn if I don’t wish it was my cock. Once she’s done, I slide them out and back down to her entrance.

“What else do you like? Tell me.” I use my commanding voice, easing her into my particular tastes. I won’t go too far with her. I can’t show her all my kinks, but she seems to savor when I dominate her. I will only go as far as she’s willing to go. I pause my fingers outside her entrance until she starts to speak.

“I like when the girl is pressed up against the wall and the guy is fucking her hard from behind, pulling her hair or pinching her nipples.”

I reward her with my fingers beginning their assault again. “Anything else?”

She skims her hands down her body and pinches her nipples, but I scold her.

“I didn’t tell you that you could touch yourself,mio piccolo angelo. Stop before I stop.”

Her eyes had fallen closed, but they pop open at my command. Her hands fall away as she looks at me.

“Good girl. Now tell me. Anything else you like to watch?”

She hums. “I like when a girl takes it up the ass. Something about it seems so wrong. Like it isn’t supposed to go there, but the pleasure ringing out always makes me want to know what it feels like to have a throbbing cock up my ass, spilling cum into my body.”

Fuck!

This girl is the single sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life. Sprawled out on my bed with her tank top pushed down under her breasts, putting them on display for me. Her small shorts and white lace underwear pushed to the side with my fingers dipping in and out of her.

“You’re gorgeous, Mia. Perfect.”

I sit up and move down to remove her shorts and underwear in one go.

“Shirt off. Now.”

I watch as she follows my command with lust in her gaze. She doesn’t remove her eyes from mine except for when the shirt obstructs her view.

“What next, sir?”

A chill runs down my body at how easily she slips into the role of a submissive. I don’t need all the BDSM shit to get me off, but fuck if I don’t appreciate a woman who follows commands.

“Lie back down. Open your legs wide. You won’t come until I tell you.”

“Yes, sir.”

She gets into position as I grab the toys and place them by her hip. I take the dildo first and put it up to her lips.

“Get it wet for me.”

She slips it into her mouth easily and takes it all the way down her throat. I hold it there for a moment as her eyes widen. I place my fingers inside her wet, aching hole to find her contracting. Shit, she really does fancy this shit. I pull it out before it cuts off her air supply for too long, and she takes a gasp of air in.

“I’d rather it be your cock, Lo. I love your piercing, by the way.”

She looks at my cock, and he gives her a show, jerking at her gaze. Fuck, this woman is a dream.

My dream woman, made just for me.

“I’m sure you would. Hold on tight, baby.”

I place the dildo at her entrance and count to three before I slowly slide it in, conscious of the fact that this might be her first object this big inside her.

Part of me wonders if this is me taking her virginity since I’m penetrating her, but the other part says no. It’s a toy, not my cock. She’s still untainted by a man.

“Faster, Lo.”

At this point, I’m inserting the dildo a couple of inches before pulling out, easing the length into her.