“Don Lorenzo.”
“Don? What is this, The Godfather? Do people even go by that these days?”
“Yes.”
“Yes to which question?”
“All of them.”
“Let me go!” she said, trying to get off of my shoulder. To stop her from sliding down, I put my hand on one bare ass cheek. “I don’t want to get involved with the mafia or mob, whatever they call it.”
“Too late, beautiful,” I said. “We’re already here.”
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Jessica
Alexis Angel
“Where are we?” she asks. “How are we already here?”
I give her a smirk. “You’re safe here for now,” I say.
She sees the look in my eye. Her face goes red. She realizes that I’ve brought her into an oasis of safety. A lavishly appointed safehouse in the middle of the fucking urban jungle. Paid for by the mob. For situations where we need to hide out.
“What are you going to do to me?” she asks. Her breathing gets heavy. She’s flushed.
My cock is hard. We’re ready.
I place my hands on her hips and, without breaking eye contact, I pull her into me. I lean in, brush my lips against hers, and run the tip of my tongue between her lips.
I feel her warm breath against my mouth, and my cock hardens up in a fraction of a second. My heart starts to drum up a song of lust and desire, and boiling blood rushes down to between my thighs. Fuck, I’m so hard I’m surprised my cock hasn’t torn the fabric of my pants.
“Is this all for me?” She asks, placing one hand on my crotch and flattening the palm of her hands against the bulging shape hiding underneath the fabric. Before I have the time to reply, she goes down on her knees and hooks her fingers on my belt. She unbuckles it fast, and then pulls my zipper down.
She moves fast, tilting her head sideways and pressing her mouth against my cock, over the fabric of my boxer briefs. She gives me one hard suck and then, moving fast again, she pulls my boxers down. My cock springs free in a moment, almost slapping her cheek, and then she just dives into it.
Opening her mouth wide, she rolls her lips down the length of my shaft, only stopping when I feel the tip of my cock against the back of her throat. She starts bobbing her head back and forth, doing it as fast as is humanly possible, and I just place my hands on top of her head and exhale sharply.
Fuck, she’s good.
She keeps on sucking me until I feel ready to explode, and I just force myself to stop. I tangle my fingers in her hair, forcing her to be still, and then she pops my cock out of her mouth and looks up at me, her eyes wide with desire.
“Come here,” I whisper, pulling her up to her feet. Before she has the chance to do anything, I press her against the wall and crush my lips on hers. I slip my tongue past her lips, par
ting them, and both our tongues start a frenzied dance.
Her hands slide down the side of my body, and then she jumps up and into me, crossing her legs around my waist. She draws me in, locking me in place, and I allow instinct to take the steering wheel.
I let my pants drop down my legs, and then I push her dress up to her waist, revealing her black lace thong.
“Let’s get that off,” I groan, hooking my fingers on her thong and pulling it against her outer thigh. I hear the fabric rip, and that’s music to my ears. I brush my fingertips against her pussy, and feeling it wet, I feel a lustful smile taking over my lips.
She’s more than ready.
Now it’s the time to make her mine.
Grabbing her by the hair, I force her to throw her head back and just press my body against hers, the tip of my cock brushing against her wet pussy lips.