Blackmailed by the Mafia Boss

Avery was also healthy. The doctor had tried to offer her a diet regimen, but she’d shut him down, and Gino had done the same. This wasn’t about a lifestyle change. This was just so the two of them could go and fuck.

“Can’t you just pick one?” Avery asked, cutting into his thoughts.

He’d taken her clothes shopping. For their date to the charity gala in a few days, she needed to look the part, and well, he needed a date. It was a win-win for him.

She held the curtain open. The dress she wore molded to every curve, but the peach color did nothing for her.

“Not that one.”

“I’ve tried on ten dresses, and you haven’t liked any of them. Can’t you pick one?”

“When I find the right one.”

“I’m supposed to be your plaything. The kind of thing you put on a shelf and only play with when you want. Why am I having to dress up?”

“I will it. I’m starting to think I need to put you over my knee and remind you who is boss.”

She rolled her eyes, and he got to his feet. She stepped back, and he moved right in front of her, trapping her against the corner of the stall and his body.

“You can’t do anything in here,” she said.

“Oh, Avery, I can do whatever the hell I want.” He reached behind her, flicking the catch and helping her out of the dress. It was worth thousands of dollars, but he let it drop to the floor.

She wore matching white lace, and his cock went hard.

“We’ve had our test results back, Avery, and I don’t have to wait anymore.” He cupped her hip, sliding his hand down to draw her leg up over his hip, moving so she was in no doubt of how big his cock was or what he wanted to do to her. “You feel that? I want to fuck you so badly.”

She moaned, her teeth sinking into her lip in an attempt to try to stem the sound. He wasn’t having any of that. Letting her leg go, he cupped her pussy, feeling how wet she was for him already.

Sliding his fingers beneath the fabric of the panties, he stroked over her wet flesh before going deep inside her. She cried his name, and he swallowed he sound as he claimed her lips. He wanted to fuck her so badly.

No one would disturb him as he’d demanded complete privacy.

Removing his fingers from her creamy cunt, he placed them on her lips, demanding she suck them.

He pushed his fingers into her mouth, and she licked them clean, sucking on each one. He wanted so badly to shove his cock in her mouth, but he’d waited long enough to feel her tight pussy. He wasn’t going to wait any longer.

Tugging on his belt and zipper, he released his cock and picked her up again. Using the wall and his body, he moved his cock to her wet pussy, and slid inside. She was so tight, just as he knew she would be.

Avery wrapped her arms around him, and he slammed in deep, wishing he was on a bed or anywhere else. He couldn’t stop though.

Pulling out of her tight heat, he slammed in again, over and over, pounding inside her. He made her take in every single inch of him, not giving her a chance to get accustomed to his length.

He stared down, seeing how wet she was. Her cream covered his length as he slid in deep once more.

Keeping his grip on her ass, he reached between them, getting her clit and working it. He stroked her, making her cry his name, begging for him.

The moment she came, he was in heaven. He didn’t think her pussy could ever feel so wonderful, but it was. So much, and he couldn’t believe he’d waited this long to be inside her. He wasn’t going to make that mistake again.

When her orgasm subsided, he held her against him, fucking her harder, feeling his own release begin to build. He didn’t stop, until with a final thrust, he filled her tight cunt with his cum.

She milked him dry, her hungry pussy squeezing him with each pulse.

Pressing his head against her shoulder, he caught his breath.

“Now, I think you should try on the black one,” he said.

“You do?”

“Yes.”

He pulled out of her, zipped his pants, and put her panties back into place. His cum spilling out was caught by the lace of her panties.

He dropped a quick kiss to her lips and grabbed the dress.

“You’re standing on one of the dresses.”

He ignored her and helped her into the black dress.

It was perfect.

The dress wasn’t overly revealing, and when it came to Avery, he didn’t want to risk drawing attention to her.

It screamed class and elegance without drawing the eye.