Claimed by Her Mafia Man

This man was everything to her. In the back of her mind, she knew that was a problem. He wasn’t hers, not really, but at that very moment, all she wanted was for him to belong to her.

She expected him to rush, to cup her breasts, to spread her legs, maybe not remove the dress, but to spoil it with her virgin blood.

Damon didn’t stop kissing her.

Her lips had to be swollen. He did break from the kiss to trace down to her neck, sucking on her pulse, nipping at her flesh, but he came right back up, kissing her once again.

Putting her hand on his that rested on her stomach, she moved his hand up, now needing his touch.

He cupped her tit, squeezing the flesh. “Do you trust me?” he asked, resting his head against hers.

“Yes.”

“Good.” He got up off the bed and took her hand, helping her to stand.

“I’m not going to rush this. I’m going to take my sweet time and make love to every inch of your body, and then when you don’t think you can stand anymore, you’ll be ready.” He kissed her shoulder, opening each button, loosening the bodice of the dress. She didn’t try to stop it from falling as he got to the final button. At her waist, the dress stopped, but he pushed it past her hips and it slid to the floor. She stood in a corset, a thong, and a garter belt, to which he released a growl.

“Fuck, how am I supposed to think when you look like this?” he asked.

“You just are.”

He slid his hands up, cupping her tits once again. This made her gasp, especially as he dropped the corset to the floor and she hadn’t even heard him start to open it. His hands replaced the corset cups. He pinched at her nipples and the instant hit of pleasure went straight to her clit. She pressed her thighs together but he tutted. “Not happening. Spread them.”

“Damon?”

“Trust me. That’s all you’ve got to do.”

Slowly, she opened her legs.

“Good. Now, I want you to touch yourself.”

She hesitated.

“I want you to enjoy this, Isabella. There is going to come a point when you’re going to feel pain, but until then, I want you to feel nothing but pleasure.” He let go of one of her breasts and took her hand, placing it between her thighs. “This is what I want to see. I want to see you letting go, touching yourself, preparing yourself. It will make me happy for you to be able to find pleasure without me. You know what to do.” He kissed her neck.

Closing her eyes, she slid a finger between her slit, finding just how aroused she was. Slowly, she circled her clit, taking her time to get used to herself. This was one thing she’d never done.

Her father had made her watch those couples, but she’d never touched herself or explored her body.

Her lips were dry but Damon wasn’t done with kissing her. He took her mouth once again and traced across her lips. She moaned his name, melting for more, and he gave it to her. Driving her wild with need. She stroked over her clit, lighting a fire.

She felt him move her and she didn’t open her eyes, giving in to the trust that he’d asked from her.

“Open your eyes,” he said.

She did so to find them both standing in front of the mirror.

“Now that I find sexy. I can’t wait to come home to you, finding you doing this, waiting for me to finish you off.” His hand slid from her tit, going between her legs. His finger moving with hers, as they both played with her. “I never want you to be afraid of this. This is something I want you to do with freedom.” He bit her neck, making her gasp. “But now, I need a taste of your virgin pussy.”

He moved her to the bed and within a matter of seconds, he’d torn the stockings and thong from her body, so she was naked for his viewing pleasure. He released a moan and it echoed through her body.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought about you like this. To have you at my mercy, completely mine.”

She watched as he removed his clothing, revealing his heavily inked, muscular body. She’d seen him in the gym and the few times they’d sparred together. She’d never really allowed herself to watch him too much. The last thing she wanted was for him to believe she actually craved him.

Once he was naked, he moved between her thighs.

“Open them wide. Let me see your pussy.”

She did as he asked without argument and he released a groan.

“I know I shouldn’t care, but knowing I’m the only man you’re ever going to have, it’s fucking driving me crazy. All I want to do is fuck you, but first, I’m going to show you how good it can be for you.”