Page 119 of Mafia King's Forbidden Obsession

Her moan is a blend of frustration and desire. The sound sends a rush of heat through me. I kiss her leg, then move up, my lips trailing over her quivering skin. She squirms, her hands tugging against the cuffs, testing the restraint, but she doesn’t resist.

I step away briefly to undress, my clothes falling away in a heap before I return to the bed. Kneeling between her legs, I press soft kisses along the insides of her thighs, feeling the warmth of her skin. I bite down gently, just enough to make her gasp.

“Ezra…” she breathes out, her voice quaking with need.

Ignoring her plea, I kiss her pussy, letting the sensation linger. I hover above her and spread her thighs apart, the warmth of the vulva flush against my face. Another soft kiss, then another, just enough to drive her wild.

Her body trembles, wanting more, but I don’t rush.

“Stop teasing,” she snaps.

I chuckle softly, lifting my head to take in the sight of her— bound, blindfolded, and breathless. Her skin heats up with arousal, her body straining beneath me.

“So eager,” I say, my voice laced with satisfaction. “Do you want me to touch you?”

“Yes,” she gasps, her back arching slightly, “Please.”

I don’t make her wait any longer. My fingers find her entrance easily, slipping inside her warmth as her soft moans fill the room. I start slow, enjoying every reaction that flickers across her face, each breath that catches in her throat as I thrust deeper.

But just as her moans deepen, I pull my hand away.

“What the hell…”

I silence her with a flick of my tongue, parting her folds gently. Her sharp intake of breath sends a thrill through me as I explore her slowly, savoring her taste. Her hips buck, but I hold her thighs firmly, keeping her in place. My tongue moves faster, teasing, tasting, and she trembles beneath me, her hands pulling at the cuffs.

“Fuck!” Her voice is ragged, desperate.

Sensing she’s close, I pull back, leaving her teetering on the edge. She groans when I slip two fingers deep inside her again, curling them just right. She lets out a strangled moan, her head falling back against the pillow.

“Fuck, Ezra, please…”

“You’re so close, aren’t you?” I ask, my voice low, teasing as I relish in the feeling of her begging.

I quicken the pace, my fingers pumping in and out of her while my thumb brushes lightly against her clit.

“Ezra, I…” Her words are cut off by a sharp inhale, her body tensing as her breath comes in shallow, quick gasps.

I pull out, watching her body tremble, her breath shaky as she tries to gather herself. She groans in frustration, causing me to chuckle.

“You seem to forget,” I murmur, my voice rough with my own lust as I punch my fingers repeatedly into her. “You can only cum when I say so.”

She nods frantically, her hips moving against my hand as I up my pace and apply more pressure.

“Ezra, please!” she cries out, her body trembling.

“Cum for me, baby,” I whisper. The words are barely out of my mouth when she shatters beneath my touch.

Her body arches, waves of pleasure crashing over her as she moans my name, her release drawn out by the steady rhythm of my fingers. I keep thrusting, slower now, savoring the way her body shakes beneath me until, finally, she’s limp, her breath shaky, spent.

My gaze sweeps over her trembling form, breathless and flushed, her body still humming with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her wrists remain bound above her, and the sight of her vulnerable and under my control stokes a fire deep inside me.

I grip her thighs, positioning myself between her legs as her hips lift instinctively toward me. My cock, rock hard, teases her entrance, brushing along her wet folds without entering. Raven moans softly, her need palpable.

“Ezra, I need you inside me,” she breathes, her voice still raw from her cries.

My restraint snaps. I push just the tip of my throbbing hardness inside her, her sharp gasp meeting my ears as I stretch her inch by inch. A tight groan tears through my throat, her tightness pulling a surge of pleasure from me, but I stop halfway, teasing her, sliding out just a little before thrusting back in.

“Do you want me, Raven?” I ask, my voice low, taunting.