The Mafia’s Curvy Woman

She tensed up as he held her arms. His lips brushed across her neck.

“I’ve never been able to trust anyone in my life, Pet. With you, I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing. I want to be the kind of man you deserve.”

She looked at the mirror, staring at him. “What kind of man do I deserve?”

“One who can give you everything.”

“You can’t?”

“There will always be limits. You’ll never be able to go to work, or have a regular life. Walks in the park won’t come without consequences. There will always be people around us, watching us. Waiting for me to fail. You will always be at risk.”

“Getting on a bus comes with risks. Walking down a street comes with risks. Even getting on a plane. There are risks all over the place. I could die without any of your enemies or friends raising a hand. It’s the world, Marco.”

“I will protect you.”

His arms wrapped around her.

Resting her hand on top of his arms, she took a deep breath. This man. This crazy, intense, insane man, had a way of making her feel so torn on everything.

She leaned back against him, and his lips danced across her skin.

Love was a feeling she wasn’t used to.

Marco was the man she’d been falling for. There’s no way she could love him already, was there?

“Are you hungry?” he asked.

Her stomach answered for her, letting out a growl.

He laughed against her skin. “I’ll take that as a yes. It has never been my intention to hurt you, Pet. I’m used to not having anyone. You’re above everyone else. You’re the one person who could destroy me without doing anything.”

“I would never rat.”

“If you were to die, that would destroy me.”

“Oh.”

“Yes. I want you for the rest of my days, Pet. Not just to satisfy my hunger.” He kissed her cheek. “That’s enough for today. It’s time we headed back outside. I want to feed you before you get too hungry.” He grabbed some tissues and dabbed under her eyes. “No more crying for me. Please. I can’t stand to see your tears.”

****

Biting Petal’s ass, Marco heard her cry out. He spread the cheeks of her ass, staring at her glistening cunt and tight, puckered hole. He’d already come deep inside her pussy, and their combined releases were dripping out onto the bed.

Sliding his fingers through her slit, he touched her clit, and she pushed back against him, losing all of her inhibitions.

“Yes.”

“You want my dick again?”

“Yes, please.”

“Tell me what you want,” he asked.

“Fuck me, Marco, please, fuck me.”

He loved it when she talked dirty. It didn’t matter how many times he took Petal; each time was always better than the last.

She didn’t hold back. Her passions matched his own, and especially as she didn’t feel any pain like their first time, anything he wanted she was more than willing to give.

He slid his cock back inside her. Even though he’d fucked her twice already and she was full of his cum, it was still a tight fit. He gripped her hips, watching her pussy suck his cock inside.

They were a perfect fit.

Slamming to the hilt, he held himself deep, feeling her tighten around him, before easing out until only the tip remained inside. She whimpered his name, and he fucked her, pounding hard and deep, making her take all of it, before slowing down.

She released a growl, and the sound was beautiful music as he teased her.

Her puckered little asshole was calling to him, begging to be touched. He spat down on that tight hole and moved his fingers over her forbidden entrance.

She tensed up, and he held himself still within her.

“What are you doing?”

“You’ve read all of those dirty books. You know exactly what I’m doing and what I want to keep on doing to you.” He slid his fingers over her asshole, teasing her, getting her excited and comfortable at his touch.

Finally, he pushed against that tight entrance, and the muscles kept him out. Nothing ever told him no, and certainly not muscles.

Pressing forward, he sank the tip of his finger into her anus and heard her gasp. The sound was sweet music, but he wasn’t even done yet. He kept moving his finger in and out, making sure she took more of him until the entire finger was in her ass.

He added a second finger, stretching her.

“It’s too much!”

“Is it? Touch your pussy. Let’s see if you have a problem then.”

She started to rock back against the finger in her ass the instant she touched her clit. He worked his two fingers, stretching her, getting her ready for his dick.

When he couldn’t take anymore, he slid his fingers from her ass and eased his cock out of her dripping pussy. He loved seeing her full of his cock, the white streams falling from her hole.