Mafia Obsession

The innocent, nervous girl who appeared to me at first is gone. Her inhibitions have been shattered, and she’s left needy and wanton. Exactly how I love my women to be.

I undo the restraints from the bed and yank them, forcing her onto her back. “Keep your head off the bed,” I command.

She does as I say, letting her head rest back over the side. “Open wide, princess.”

Her lips part on my order, and I groan, moving my cock toward her. I let my dick rest an inch away from her lips, and she shifts without my position. The sensation of her tongue on my cock makes me forget her insubordination.

“Suck me, Alicia, fuck,” I groan, letting my cock sink deeper into her mouth.

She sucks on me, swallowing every leaking drop of cum as it spills into her hot, wet mouth. Her tongue swirls around the head, and I groan. “That’s it, baby, suck my cock.”

I watch her lips bobbing up and down my shaft. I want so badly to hold her face and fuck her throat. She’s a virgin, I have to keep reminding myself of that. She is entirely untouched and inexperienced.

She gasps, pulling away from my cock. “Are you going to fuck my throat, sir?”

I swallow hard, gazing down on the virgin who is turning into a fucking sex goddess in front of my eyes.

My eyes narrow. “If you haven’t ever done anything with any other man, how do you know about that?”

Her cheeks deepen even redder. “Porn,” she utters.

I lick my lips, thinking about my horny little virgin watching submissive porn videos and playing with herself. “Damn. Open wide, baby.”

I let my cock slide back into her mouth, forcing it a little way down her throat. She gags instantly, choking on the thickness of me. “Breathe through your nose and relax.” I know it’s easier said than done, deep throat is an art that only experienced women can master, but everyone has to start somewhere.

She nods her head and opens her mouth again, inviting me inside. Her craving for my dominance only adds to the pure sexual chemistry pulsing between us. I go slowly, slipping the length into her throat. This time she accepts my cock without gagging, relaxing her throat like a natural.

After four thrusts, she freezes again, gagging and salivating all over my hard length. It’s so fucking hot watching her. If she’s not careful, I will shoot my load down her throat.

She whimpers as I pull my cock away from her, leaning down to capture her lips.

“You can’t keep sucking me, baby, I’m going to come.” She moans against my mouth. “Fuck me then.”

I move back from her, searching her eyes. “Are you sure you want me to do it?”

She nods her head. “Please, Rick.”

Her begging is that last straw. I grab her by the hips and shift her into the center of the bed. “Do you want the restraints on or off?” This is her first time, and I want her to be as comfortable as possible.

“Whatever you prefer.” She shrugs.

I kiss her again, barely able to believe how perfect this girl is. She’s too fucking innocent and young for a middle-aged criminal like me, but my mind can’t register that right now. All I want is to be inside of her.

My preference is to keep her tied up because I know it will heighten her pleasure. I grab her restraint and clip it to the bed, forcing her arms above her head. “Are you sure about this?” I ask once more, knowing this is a huge thing.

She nods her head. “I’ve never been surer about anything before.”

I groan, lining the head of my cock up with her dripping wet heat. She moans as I let it tease through her lips, rubbing against her clit. “Please fuck me,” she begs.

My cock aches as I nudge at her entrance, sliding an inch inside of her. Her back arches off the bed, and she whimpers as I keep pushing into her slowly. The first man to stretch her open, claim her. She is so tight.

I shouldn’t even be fucking near this girl. She’s my bargaining chip to ensure we don’t start a war. As I sink inside of my enemy’s daughter, I know I might make everything fucking worse, but I can’t find it in me to give a shit.

She moans as I bottom out inside of her, as deep as I can go. I rest still inside of her, sucking her peaked nipples into my mouth.

“Fuck,” she mutters.

I let my cock ease out of her before sliding back in slowly and gently. “Am I hurting you?” I ask, feeling oddly protective over this woman.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

She shakes her head. “No, it feels so good.”

I groan, capturing her lips and increasing the tempo. This is the first time I’ve been anywhere near a naked woman in months. The pressure of my position often makes it impossible to think about sex. I don’t have time.

“Harder,” she moans.

I grunt, letting myself go. My careful control escaping as I fuck her hard and rough. The way she seems to crave. Even though it is her first time, she is a natural submissive. I claw my fingers into her hips as I fuck her harder. The fact I’m the first man inside her drives me wild.

The crazy need to claim her, forcing me to fuck her harder and faster with abandon. I can feel her vise-like pussy fluttering around my cock as she gets close to orgasm. The moment I stop, she groans. “Don’t stop, Rick.”

I kiss her, silencing her pleas. This can’t be over that quick, and she’s already come twice. If I send her over the edge again so soon while we’re fucking, she’ll be exhausted.

She pulls back from my lips. “Please, I need to come,” she moans.

I shake my head, biting her bottom lip with my teeth in warning. “Not yet, princess. I’m not ready for this to stop.”

She tilts her head to the side, groaning. “It doesn’t have to stop.”

I grab her throat, squeezing gently. My cock pulsing deep inside of her. Her eyes are wide as I keep my hand around her throat. “Fuck, you feel so good,” I mutter, moving in and out of her again. “You are so fucking tight.”

She moans and writhes beneath me, as I pick the pace up again. The reasoning over what is happening between us has eluded me. All that matters is the beauty beneath me. All that matters is making her mine.

She’s so tight it feels like she’s pulling me into her, making sure I’ll never leave. Her breathing picks up, and her cheeks flush a deep pink as she teeters on the edge.

“Come for me, princess,” I groan, pressing my lips to her forehead as I force myself to hold on until she’s climaxed.

“Fuck,” she breathes, shuddering beneath me as she tips over the edge of bliss. Her eyes are wide as she gazes into mine. Pupils so far dilated with lust that she looks almost otherworldly. The pressure around my length is like a vise, gripping me so hard I can’t hold on a second longer.

I explode deep inside of her, marking her with my seed. The first and only man to ever be inside of her-I’ll make sure of that. She’s panting and flushed a pretty pink beneath me.

I pull her into my chest, forcing her to lie in my arms. Within seconds of her head hitting my chest, she’s fast asleep. Her chest rises and falls as she falls into slumber. It’s as I expected.

She is a virgin, and I have just made her come three times, it is bound to take its toll on her. The overload of pleasure too much for her to handle.

What the hell was I thinking?

Her attempt to escape me set the flood gates free. It was only a matter of time until this happened, but I’d kept away from her in the hope it would stop the inevitable. After the last experience alone, it was clear my will power is zero around her.

The fact her father hasn’t even responded to the photo we sent him is irritating me. He is keeping absolute radio silence, which means he is trying to play this cleverly.

I’m no genius, but I’m sure taking his daughter’s virginity while she’s my captive will only aggravate relations. The insane thing is that there was nothing that could have stopped me. This pull between us is gravity and common sense defying.

I glance down at the angel sleeping in my arms, wondering what the fuck I will do.

Even now, my cock is hard against her thigh. All I want to do is spend all night fucking her, but she needs to rest. It took all of about a minute for her to fall asleep. She’s pure perfection. An angel in her own right.

All I know is this is a problem. Whatever this is between us, will make the entire situation far more complicated. The thought of ever letting Alicia return to her father makes me hot with possessive rage.

She’s my queen.