The Mafia King’s Doll

Tori

Angelo lies down on top of me, and his weight pushes me deeper into the mattress. A groan rumbles from him as his breath coasts down my throat before he presses a kiss to my shoulder.

“Fuck, your innocence is intoxicating,” he murmurs, then his teeth scrape over my skin as his mouth moves down to my breast. “I want to devour you.”Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

A sense of fear ghosts through me, and I swallow hard on the nervous ball in my throat.

His right hand skims down my side before it slips between my legs. I squeeze my eyes shut, and my face goes up in flames.

Being touched for the first time, I’m unable to focus on how it feels. My emotions are too chaotic.

As he parts my folds and the pad of his thumb rubs my clit, he murmurs, “Open your eyes.”

When I do as I’m told, I find all his attention is focused on my face.

His thumb strokes the tiny bundle of nerves between my legs, causing anticipation to build in my abdomen.

A wolfish smirk tugs at his mouth, then he moves down my body until his broad shoulders force my thighs to open as wide as possible.

His warm breath ghosts over my sensitive flesh, and I’m so freaking thankful I took another bath.

My thoughts come to a sudden standstill when Angelo’s tongue licks through my folds. A squeak escapes me, and self-conscious as hell, I cover my eyes with my left hand.

He lets out a dark chuckle right before his mouth latches onto my clit with a ferocity that makes my back arch off the mattress.

“God,” I cry, my right hand flying down to grab hold of his hair.

Where I was painfully embarrassed a second ago, I’m now unable to remember my freaking name as Angelo devours me.

He does not hold back one bit. There’s no gentleness and only a ton of lust and desperation – as if he’s starved all his life and he finally has a meal in front of him.

My fingers tighten in his hair, and for a moment, I’m not sure whether I should attempt to push him away or force him closer.

Tendrils of pleasure unfurl between my legs, drawing a moan from me. All my worries take a backseat to what Angelo is doing to me.

The fear I feel for him subsides, and desire takes its place.

My muscles tense as his teeth tug at my clit while his thumb massages my opening. He’s doing things to my body I would never have thought of before him.

When he sucks hard, my head tilts back, and my hips lift off the bed. The pleasure grows and grows, and before I know what’s happening, ecstasy seizes control of my body.

My eyebrows draw together, a whimper escaping me.

Angelo’s palm presses against my clit while he peppers my abdomen with kisses, working his way up until his face hovers above mine.

I can’t keep my hips from swiveling and rub myself against his palm as overwhelming pleasure consumes me.

With his eyes burning on me with uncontrollable hunger, he growls, “Christ, you’re too fucking beautiful when you come on my hand.”

I’m still consumed by ecstasy as he moves back to settle into a kneeling position between my quivering thighs. His finger circles my opening before pushing an inch inside me. He doesn’t go any further but repeats the action of circling my opening, slowly stretching me.

His free hand swallows my breast, and he begins to squeeze and knead my skin before rolling my nipple between his fingers.

Breathless, I’m inundated with all the new sensations I’m experiencing. There’s so much pleasure it’s left me a trembling mess, but still, a need for something more builds inside me.

“I assume you’re not on birth control.” My voice is raspy as I whisper, “No.”

“We’ll have to take care of that because I don’t want you getting pregnant yet.”

My eyebrows draw together as I gasp, “Why?”

I would’ve thought he’d want an heir as soon as possible.

“Besides the fact that we need to get to know each other,” Angelo pulls away from me, and climbing off the bed, he shoves his sweatpants down his muscular thighs, “I want to enjoy your body for a while before we have children.”

My eyes lock on his manhood, and I blink like an idiot. I’ve never seen a man naked before, and I know nothing about size and girth, but damn…

There’s no way he’s going to fit inside me.

While I’m processing the shock of his size and blatantly staring at his body, that looks like a powerful weapon, he grabs a condom from the bedside table.

Using his teeth, he rips the packet open before rolling the protection onto his hard length.

I expect him to lie on top of me again, but instead, he grips my hips, and I’m unceremoniously flipped onto my stomach.

A breath bursts from me, and the next moment Angelo’s teeth sink into my butt cheek. A weird sound escapes me, but then he peppers my back with kisses. His lips knead, his tongue lashes, and his teeth tug at my skin until my body feels like it’s humming with pleasure.

Angelo touches every inch of me before I’m flipped onto my back again. His features are drawn tight with a possessive expression as he rubs his hands up and down my front and sides. His palms move to my arms, then to my hips before coasting down my legs.

Again, my thighs are pushed open, and as he lies down on top of me, his mouth latches onto my throat. His kisses become demanding while he pushes his manhood through my folds.

I grip hold of his shoulders, my breaths nothing but quick puffs over my lips.

I didn’t expect this brutal and unforgiving man to show me so much affection and desire. Honestly, I thought he’d climb on top of me, do the deed, then ignore my existence.

While his mouth lavishes my neck and shoulders with wild kisses, his hardness continues to rub against my clit, and soon my abdomen starts to tighten.

“Angelo,” I whisper, my voice filled with awe because of the pleasure he’s making me feel.

His head snaps up, and his eyes lock on me with a burning passion. “Say my name like that again, and I will fuck you raw.”

What?

I misunderstand, and when fear tightens my features, he quickly frames my face and leans so close I can feel his breath on my lips.

“No kissing!” I shriek just in time.

Angelo presses his forehead to mine, and closing his eyes, he sucks in deep breaths of air.

His voice is hoarse as he admits, “It’s difficult.” “What?”

“Not losing control.”

It’s only then I realize how considerate he is. Angelo is doing so much for me, and I’m stuck in my head.

Wanting to show him how grateful I am that he’s making this experience as pleasurable as possible for me, I lift my head and press a kiss to his cheek.

I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss the side of his neck before saying, “Thank you for giving me so much attention.” Then I suck in a breath for courage and add, “Take my virginity, Angelo. I’m ready.”