Page 68 of Niccolo (Mafia Kings #7)

Niccolo

G ood Lord –

That might have just been the best sex of my life.

Like her kissing, Sofia wasn’t exactly skilled in bed – but she had the sexiest quality a woman could have, and she had it in spades:

Passion.

I’d never been with someone who wanted me as much as she did –

Or who was so exuberant and enthusiastic.

As far as I was concerned, that trumped any skill or technique. It was far, far sexier.

Plus, the way she tasted…

The way she smelled…

The way she sounded when she cried out…

The way her pussy felt around my cock…

The way her eyes opened wide as I thrust inside her…

The way her beautiful face contorted in ecstasy when she came…

I don’t know how to describe it other than hypnotic .

All I knew was that I wanted to make her climax again, and again, and again –

And the sight and sound and feel of her coming was the most pleasurable thing I’d ever experienced.

As I lay there on my back beside her in bed, I looked over –

And saw her playing with my cum on her belly and breasts.

She seemed fascinated by it – trailing her finger through it, seeing how sticky it was.

“So… how was your first time?” I asked.

“AMAZING,” she said with a huge smile. “Now I understand the Trojan War.”

I raised one eyebrow in confusion. “…what?”

“I finally get why Helen would run away with Paris. If the sex was that good, it was worth starting a war over.”

I laughed out loud. “I think that’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.”

“Well, it’s true,” she said as she continued playing with my semen.

“We should get you cleaned up,” I said.

She looked at me with almost innocent confusion. “Why?”

“You’re covered in my cum, that’s why.”

She smiled seductively. “Maybe I like being covered in your cum.”

MaDONN.

My cock – which had been on the way down – suddenly started to stiffen again.

She noticed.

“Ohhhh,” she purred. “You like that, huh?”

“…yes,” I admitted hoarsely.

All the women I’d been with before had treated my cum like toxic waste.

Most of the time, I’d used a condom – which meant they hadn’t had to deal with it at all.

Those who had – as a result of blowjobs, usually – either grimaced in disgust or barely tolerated it.

Sofia, on the other hand, seemed curious about it. Sensual… and sexual.

She swirled a bit of it around her nipple, causing it to grow erect again…

And then put her finger in her mouth as she held eye contact with me.

Fuuuuuuuck.

My cock was fully hard again.

She sucked the dab of cum off her finger and raised her eyes. “Not bad. Salty.”

I wanted her again –

But, to be honest, even I didn’t want to get all sticky.

I guess she was a bit more sexual in some ways than even I was.

“Come on,” I said, grabbing her hand as I got out of bed.

“Where are we going?!”

“To the shower.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m going to fuck you again in there.”

“Oh!” she exclaimed, and jumped out of bed enthusiastically.

The shower was wonderful: a giant glass cube with four separate showerheads that sprayed us from every direction.

I wiped her body clean with a wet washcloth, then began to soap her up.

She followed suit, although 90% of her effort was on soaping up my erect cock.

I didn’t mind at all.

She stared at it as she stroked it softly.

“It’s so big,” she murmured at one point.

Words every man loves to hear.

“I’m glad you like it.”

She looked up at me and gave me a half-smirk. “You like it when women stroke your ego?”

“I like it when you stroke my ego,” I said with a grin.

“Mmmm… well, I like stroking something else, too,” she whispered as she slowly moved her soapy hand up and down my shaft.

I kissed her, and she stood up on her tiptoes to kiss me back.

Her lips were soft, and she immediately opened her mouth and hungrily sought out my tongue.

Hot water sprayed softly down on us…

I rubbed her soaped-up breasts…

And she stroked me even more insistently.

Fuck – I couldn’t wait any longer.

I forcibly turned her around.

“What’re you – oh!” she cried out.

“I’m going to fuck you again,” I growled into her ear.

“Oh…” she murmured.

Then I forced her to bend over so she had to place both hands against the glass wall of the shower.

“Oh!” she said, a huge smile on her face.

And then I took my cock in one hand…

Pressed my head against her pretty little pussy…

And slooowly slid inside her from behind.

She was still extraordinarily tight – but she was also quite wet from our first time, so I entered her with very little problem.

“Ohhhhhhh,” she moaned as she let her head fall hang down, overcome by pleasure.

Once I was all the way inside her, I leaned over, reached around, and grabbed one of her breasts.

God, I loved the way it felt in my hand… dangling down… filling my palm… her hard nipple pressing against my skin…

I gave her breast a light squeeze, then went back fully to standing.

She looked over her shoulder at me expectantly.

I smiled and winked at her…

Then began to slowly move in and out of her.

She frowned in ecstasy as she stared at me, her mouth forming a giant circle. “OH!”

I made sure I was fully slicked down with her juices…

And that it was easy to move inside her…

And then I just began to fucking rail her.

I thrust inside her as hard and fast as I could, my body ramming against her, sending quivering shockwaves through her ass.

“OH!” she screamed in bliss. “OH – OH – OH – OH – ”

The force of my fucking her overcame her arm strength, and the side of her face pressed up against the glass.

“Are you alright?” I asked, easing off.

“YES! DON’T STOP!” she cried out.

So I went back to fucking her as hard as I could –

And she went back to screaming.

“OH! OH! OH OH OH OH OH OH – ”

I loved holding her waist in both my hands and forcing her down on my cock as I drove forward.

I loved watching the impact of my body against her – the jiggle of her ass cheeks.

I loved hearing her cries of pleasure.

And I fucking loved the way she felt.

Her snug little pussy…

Slippery skin against skin…

So wet… so hot… so tight…

And then suddenly, her individual cries became one long, sustained scream.

“OH OH OH AAAAAAAAH!”

It was more than I could take.

I gritted my teeth – imagined myself being beaten up, tortured, anything to keep me from coming while she was still having her orgasm –

And then, once her scream became merely ragged breathing –

I pulled out so I could come.

Her reaction was immediate.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” she cried out, looking over her shoulder in alarm.

“I’m going to come!” I said – though as soon as I slipped outside her, all that incredible sensation ceased. I started to rub against her ass to try to get myself back to the brink.

“Put it back in!”

“But I’m going to – ”

“Come inside me!”

I stared at her in shock. “Are you sure?”

“I’m on birth control! Come inside me!” she begged.

FUUUUUUCK…

I didn’t have to be told again.

I slid inside her –

And she gasped, her eyes closing and her brow furrowing. It looked like pain, but the moan that escaped her lips was pure pleasure.

She felt so fucking good – so soft and wet and hot – that as soon as I started thrusting, I was right back on the edge.

“I’m going to come!” I grunted, just to give her one more chance to change her mind.

“Come inside me – come inside me!” she gasped.

“FUUUUUUCK!” I bellowed –

And then exploded inside her.

There is nothing in the world – nothing – like coming inside a woman without a condom.

It’s not just the pleasure, although that is considerably greater just because of the increased sensation.

It’s something… primal. Deep. Instinctual. Animal.

And yet… spiritual, almost.

It’s like touching the divine for just one second.

I’d only experienced it with a couple other women before in my life –

And those were nothing compared to what I felt with Sofia.

As I shot inside her, she cried out, too –

And even pressed her arms against the glass, forcing herself deeper down on my cock.

At the end, I stood there with her bent over, her face and arms against the glass, both of us panting and gasping under the spraying water.

She looked over her shoulder. Her eyes were half-lidded like she was drunk.

Then she smiled.

“You’re still hard.”

“…I am,” I agreed. Nearly as hard as before I’d come.

“Fuck me some more,” she whispered.

I laughed –

Leaned over and kissed her back –

And then did exactly as she asked.