The Mafia’s Curvy Woman

Petal stepped into his arms, and he kissed her as he wrapped it around her body.

“Are you hungry?” she asked.

“Not just for the food you’ve cooked.” Taking her hand, he led her back into his bedroom.

He stopped them both at his bed.

Gripping her towel, he pulled her close and slammed his lips down on hers. She melted against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and moaning his name as he broke from the kiss. Trailing his lips down, he pulled the towel from her body. He did have every intention of going straight to eat some food, but the bed, Petal … his desires wouldn’t fade. He wanted her, and already denying himself the pleasure of her body for a week was enough to drive him crazy.

Pressing her down onto the edge of the bed, he nudged her back. She moved into position, and he held one of those large tits as he flicked the tip of her nipple with his tongue.

She moaned, and he sucked it into his mouth, loving the gasp and the deeper sounds of pleasure coming from her lips. They were addictive, and he couldn’t get enough of them. He didn’t want to ever have his fill of her. She was fucking incredible.

Sliding between her open thighs, he knew this first time wouldn’t be the best for her, but he could make it perfect.

Petal was going to be addicted to his touch and want to be fucked by him repeatedly.

Chapter Three

Petal gripped the sheets beneath her, trying hard to focus on Marco and not get lost in the sea of pleasure. His mouth felt so good on her nipples. She closed her eyes, opened them again, and watched as he moved to the other breast, licking and sucking.

Marco pressed the mounds together, clearly not in any kind of hurry when it came to her body, and it drove her crazy because she didn’t want him to stop what he was doing. It felt amazing, and she moaned his name, filling the room with her pleasured sounds.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said.

He began to kiss down her stomach, and he spread her thighs. She didn’t fight him as he worked her, holding her open for his touch.

When his hands slid over her pussy, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from him. He stroked across her curls.

Her mother had advised her to completely shave it off, but she couldn’t bring herself to do that.

“Do you want the hair gone?” she asked.

“No. I like this.”

She cried out as he slipped a finger between her slit and touched her clit. That small touch was enough to have her coming off the bed.

Marco pressed a hand down on her stomach, keeping her in place. He moved down to her entrance and slid right back up to her clit, circling the bud.

“How does that feel?”

“Good.”

“Really good?”

“Yes.”

“It’s about to get a whole lot better.”

He moved between her thighs, and she’d read enough books to know what was coming next.

His tongue stroked across her clit, and she cried out, the instant pull of heat shocking her to her core.

She had touched herself many times, the books she’d read arousing her to the point she had no choice but to take care of herself. She was no stranger to an orgasm, but Marco touching her, licking her, it took the sensations to a whole new level, shocking her at just how amazing it felt.

He flicked her clit with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth. She wasn’t going to be able to last much longer.

Her orgasm was already starting to build as he worked her nub like a pro. Marco knew what he was doing, and as she got close, he kept up the same motions of teasing her, drawing her pleasure to the edge, until she was finally thrown over, and it left her breathless.

His name was like a mantra coming from her lips.

Marco wasn’t done. He moved up between her thighs, and she didn’t have time to come down from her orgasm before his cock slid between them, the tip of him bumping her clit.

“This is going to hurt. I’m not going to pretend this won’t be painful, but it will end.”

She nodded.

What could she say to him exactly? There was nothing to be said. Words were useless to her.

His cock went to her entrance, and she had imagined this moment so many times. She didn’t think it would be that painful, but as he slammed to the hilt, she was proven wrong. Marco didn’t take her slowly.

He tore through her virginity, claiming it in one hard thrust that had her screaming. He covered her mouth with his hand, silencing her.

She stared into his eyes as her pussy felt on fire from his deep possession. She couldn’t move. He was so big. It hurt a lot more than she anticipated. She didn’t know what to do.