Page 42 of Ho Ho Mafioso

She nodded, whimpering again.

I smirked as I slipped two fingers inside her and teased her clit with my tongue. It only took a few seconds for her to come undone, her sweetness flooding my fingers and mouth. “Good girl,” I murmured as I licked her clean, sopping up every drop of her luscious nectar.

Her breathing was ragged as I sat up. Our eyes met as she moaned, “More.”

I wanted her more than I’d wanted anyone else, but I still said, “I’m going to ask you one more time. Are you sure? Because once I’m inside you, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”

She nodded. “Yes. I’m sure.”

I took my boxer briefs off and positioned myself between her legs. The tip of my dick grazed her folds. “Last chance, sweetheart. Are you sure?”

“Yes,” she snapped, grabbing my dick and placing it at her opening. “Now shut up and fuck me.”

I let out a gruff laugh. “Yes, ma’am.”

I slowly pushed inside her, both of us groaning with every inch. She was so tight, and I worried I was hurting her so I stilled.

“Don’t stop, oh God, please don’t stop,” Gianina whimpered, gripping my biceps tightly.

I pushed myself the rest of the way in until I was seated inside her. She winced, but she wrapped her legs around my waist and held me in place.

Before I started thrusting, I asked, “Are you okay?”

She nodded. “More.”

I pumped my hips, slow and gentle. Gianina hissed, but she pulled me deeper, arching her back.

Her hands fisted the sheets as she moaned. She felt perfect beneath me, like she was right where she belonged even though she wasn’t mine.

She is mine.

She was mine as long as we were in this cabin, and I was going to take advantage of every goddamn second of it.

My thrusts were slow and steady, bringing both of us to a crescendo. Gianina’s moans became louder and louder and watching her face flow back and forth between pain and pleasure was intoxicating; she was intoxicating.

Leaning down, I captured her mouth with mine as I continued to pump into that sweet pussy. Her nails dug into my back as I increased my pace, feeling my release building.

I kissed her until my lips stung, then tore my mouth from hers. Her lips were swollen, her face flush, and in that moment, she was the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen. “Oh, God, Enzo,” she cried out.

Hearing my name on her lips added more fuel to the fire burning in my veins. After a few more thrusts, I slammed deep into her, stilling as I came with a guttural groan.

My heart was racing, my breaths ragged as I held myself up. Gianina’s half-lidded eyes met mine, and a lazy smile danced across her lips.

I smirked before rolling onto the bed next to her, still catching my breath.

Her hand found mine, and she laced our fingers together. “That was amazing.”

I chuckled. “Yeah. It was.”

“Not bad for my first time, huh?” she teased.

I turned my head to look at her, fighting a laugh. “Yeah, kid, not bad.”

“How does it hurt but feel so good at the same time?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know.”

She snuggled up against me, resting her head where my chest met my shoulder. “We need to do as much of that as we can before we leave here.”