Taking the Mafia Princess

“Who told you?”

“Yer Da—yer father.”

“So stop with the Regan bullshit already. I haven’t kissed her the way I kissed ye. Fuck, I haven’t thought of her naked and yet seeing ye naked, feeling yer soft flesh with my hands and my mouth, is all I can think about,” I told her, grabbing the hem of the stolen shirt and lifting it off. “This, ye…” I grazed my fingers along the edge of her satiny bra, touching her large mounds that spilled over the tops. “is all I’ve thought about.” I kissed her lips once again before lowering my head, running my tongue down her neck to her perfect tits. Kissing my way back up, I took her mouth for my own.

“It sounds like it’s getting rougher out there,” I whispered. “Let’s go somewhere safe.” I led her by the hand to the ladder watching as her ass moved with every step. I groaned as my dick stretched my jeans. The loft space was roomier than people would expect. I could stand up in there, but I didn’t plan to stay that way.

She turned back to look at me. “There’s blankets up here.” I heard the implied question.

“I brought them up here yesterday.” I stalked toward her until she fell back onto them. Then I knelt down, my thighs between hers, and kissed her.

“Why?” she asked between our kisses.

“Because I hoped ye’d sneak yer way to me,” I whispered with a growl.

“I’m asking for trouble, aren’t I,” she questioned, pulling my shirt from my jeans.

She ran her small hands over my bared stomach and up my chest. I pulled back and lifted my shirt off so she could feel more of me. Most of my wounds closed and were only covered with small bandages. Her lips pressed around them. “Ye are trouble, princess,” I muttered, tossing my head back and letting her heal me.

“Just the way you like me,” she moaned, looking up into my eyes.

“Nothing but trouble,” I muttered, feeling like I love ye was too much to say even though it was how I felt. I loved her, and there was nothing for it.

“Make love to me, Cowboy.”

“There’s no going back after this, Silvia. Ye’re mine,” I warned her.

She nodded while tugging on my belt. Fuck, she struggled with it and her tiny fingers brushed against the edge of my cock. She gasped while I groaned, aching to come. She pulled her fingers back and slipped them past her lips. “Woman, ye’re going to make me come before I fuck yer pretty pussy.” She blushed and bit the side of her lower lip while undoing her pants. Leaning back on my heels, I watched her lift her hips and push her pants off.

I grabbed her cute, but muddy shoes and pulled them off her little feet along with her wet socks. “Fuck, Silvia, ye’re feet are cold.”

“The rest of me is getting cold, Declan. Make me yours,” she said. Fuck, I hated how fucking good she was at this. I’d never done this before, and she had a fiancé. I shake that bastard from my mind and focus on her.

I took off my clothes as fast as I could, feeling the need to remind her what this was and what it will be. “Ye are mine. He’s never going to touch ye again.”

“Who?” she asked, tilting her head up as my mouth came down on hers.

I reached between us and stroked her fucking soaking wet pussy. I rubbed my hand over her sweet center, hoping to get her as heated as I was. “That’s right. Forget he existed.”

“Only you, Declan,” she said, moaning as I removed my fingers and replaced it with my cock. The tips grazed her tiny slit, making us shiver. “Please,” she begged.

“Mine,” I grunted, thrusting all the way in her and shredding her innocence that I didn’t know was there. I froze and stared at my woman. Something didn’t add up, but I didn’t care either. She was all mine.

She cried out, and her eyes flashed a look of pain before she smiled. I crushed my mouth to hers, kissing her until she wrapped her silky legs around my waist. Suddenly, I didn’t care if her feet were cold on my ass. Fuck, I felt her cunt muscles choke my dick. I had to calm down, or I’d nut in her pussy before I made her scream my name.

I pulled out just to the edge of her tightness, then thrust back in, claiming her core.

“Declan,” she cried out my name over and over again, grinding her hips up and taking every inch of my control away. I pumped faster, latching onto her breasts and sucking her hard. Her back arched and her walls clenched around my cock.

“I’m coming,” she screamed out, digging her nails into my back. Losing all control, I crushed my mouth to hers and thrust until I came deep into her womb.