Page 125 of Dirty Mafia Sinner

“Oh,” she utters, suddenly keyed in on what I’m about.

I shift my hips, poking at her, teasing her, daring her to say no, but never breaching her. Not yet.

“Should I come all over this luscious ass and mark you as mine?” I cup a breast, and my dick hardens as if by magic. “Or spread my seed over your breasts?” I love seeing her covered in my come.

I love a lot of things about Riley.

She arches back toward me, and my tip connects with her dripping pussy.

“Your choice, baby. But I’m taking your ass first.”

Her body trembles beneath mine, then that needy little voice I love so much rings out. “Please, Alessandro.”

I smack her ass. Once. Twice. A third time. For hiding from me. For making me regret involving her in my business.For looking at me with large, horrified eyes. I warned her this world’s vicious. Now, there’s no going back.

I carry her to my bed and toss her onto the mattress. She bounces three times, then scurries backward.

Still running.

The idea makes me even harder.

I grab her ankles and yank her forward. Her eyes widen as I drop to my knees, part her thighs with my shoulders, and push my face into her pussy. She cries out as my tongue penetrates deep. I eat her out like a man obsessed. In and out, long licks followed by short, my nose brushing her clitoris and sending shivers up her entire body.

The things I want to do to her. The lessons I’d get off on teaching her. Every day, she becomes more addictive. I’ll never grow bored of her taste.

She told me she was in.

And today, she’ll kiss the last of her innocence goodbye.

I raise her bottom and run my tongue along her landing strip to rest at her backside.

Her skin warms beneath me.

“Tell me what you need,” I grind out.

“Your tongue inside my pussy and your finger…”

My girl’s completely, utterly corrupted.

“I’ll give you what you need, greedy girl. Don’t worry.”

I go to town on her pussy and offer her encouragement as her orgasm builds. “You’ll come so hard. Let me feel your juices all over my face.”

She cries out as she peaks. “Alessandro!”

While she’s still shaking, I pluck her up and roll her back flat, and then straddle her chest. “Suck.”

Her lips wrap around me, and I hiss. I let her suck me off until I’m ready to explode but push her off me, anticipating mynext move. “My greedy girl gets a reward. You’re in charge of your pussy.”

She searches my face, disbelieving a control freak like me would give her this. Then I hit her with part two. “But I’m in charge of your tight ass. Capisci?”

“Not completely.”

“You will. That I can promise you.” I roll, then position her on top. “Now, straddle me, wrap your fingers around my cock, and bring me to you.”

She hesitates, then jumps when my palm connects with her ass. I curve my palm over it, feeling the heat.

With a grunt, she folds her fingers around my girth and strokes me a few times before positioning me at her entrance.