Taking Care Of The Mobster

“Oh, baby,” I say, seizing her tender lips in a short, smoldering kiss. “The night’s just getting started.”

I capture her mouth one more time in a satisfyingly slow kiss, running my tongue along the contours of her mouth. I like the way she quickly melts into my kisses and angles her head for more.

“I need to be inside of you, Abby,” I murmur against her lips, grinding slowly against her to somehow relieve the throbbing ache in my manhood.

“I want you inside me,” Abby whispers, nibbling my lower lip with her teeth. I like how she can be so timid and audacious all at once. It entices me to no end. “I want you now, Carlos.”

I stretch myself above her, pinning her with my body. I look down into her beautiful eyes, clouded with a consuming lust and touching tenderness.

I can’t hold back anymore, not even if the world was coming to an end would I stop. I’m past the limit of control. Despite that, I have to go slow, even if it kills me to do so... Because it’s her first time.

“Now,” Abby says with an urgency that surprises even me.

I slide slowly into her, immediately surrounded by her blissful warmth. She gasps when my member bridges her virginity. I immediately stop moving, showering soft kisses on her forehead and temple. “Are you okay, baby?”

Abby nods wordlessly. She shifts around, trying to get used to the feel of me inside her. She keeps letting out soft, breathy moans that drive me crazy with the urge to go wild. Her walls widen naturally to accommodate my length. She clenches sporadically, unconsciously pulling me in deeper. A hiss escapes my clenched teeth as desire shoots through me.

“Carlos?” Abby calls. “Move...?”

With one swift move, I slide in completely. Home. My chest rumbles with a low sound at the feel of her tight pussy around me. “God... You feel so good, baby,” I grunt, grinding my hips into her in a slow but steady rhythm. Her moans surround me, tainting my self-control.

“Harder, Carlos,” Abby moans, her grip hard on my shoulders.

I don’t need any further prompting. I slam into her in one powerful thrust, loving the way she cries out my name.

I continue driving into her with deep wild thrusts, nailing her hips to the mattress. I slam into her, taking her hard like I’ve wanted to from the first day I set my eyes on her. Abby wraps her legs around my hips, pushing me impossibly deeper into her. I bury my face in the crook of her neck, holding her in place as I plunge into her hard and fast.

The room is filled with the mingled sounds of our raw, unbridled groans and the sharp claps of our joining bodies. Abby rises to meet every one of my thrusts, twisting her hips in a way that sends blood rushing to my head.

Our skin, hot against each other, glistens with sweat. She clenches even tighter around me, squeezing hard. I know she’s close, I can feel her pulse around me and pick up my pace, breathing hard, almost senseless with pleasure.

I shove one hand beneath her, cupping her sexy plump ass to lift her into my thrusts. I find her pleasure spot, and ensure I keep hitting it. Over and over again, I stroke my member over the aching spot. I don’t stop even when she explodes around me

“Carlos!” Abby screams, quivering violently as wave after wave of her pleasure washes over her.

I throw my head back and clench my teeth tightly, overcome by my own violent orgasm. “Ah, Abby!” I grunt at the height of our mutual climax.

It’s a long time before the last gentle spasm racks my body.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Carlos

I open my eyes to find Abby smiling down at me. She looks gorgeous, bathed in the rays of the early morning sun that is pouring through the open window blinds.

I’m almost blinded by her sheer radiance.

Memories of last night flood my head in a dizzying rush. I haven’t felt this satisfied in a long time, if ever, and it probably explains why I slept through the morning.

I rise on my elbow and plant a possessive kiss on Abby’s tempting lips. “Good morning, beautiful,” I greet with a slow smile.

Abby chuckles softly. “Good morning, Carlos,” she replies.

I squint my eyes suspiciously at her. “Do I have drool on my face? I wake up to you staring at me, and now you’re laughing at some private joke.”

Abby shakes her head with an amused smile. “I was just thinking about how beautiful you look while sleeping.”

I roll over, pinning her beneath me. “How about I teach you some more masculine words,” I say with a gentle tickle to her side.

Abby let out a small squeal of surprise and then burst into contagious laughter. “Stop! Oh...Stop! Okay, I give up! I surrender!”