Page 82 of Niccolo (Mafia Kings #7)

Sofia

I ’d compared his cock to Michelangelo’s David – but his hands were like David’s, too.

Big and strong…

And I loved watching them move up and down his big, thick shaft.

My increasing desire kept me talking.

“I want to feel you in my mouth…

“I want to feel how hot your skin is…

“I want you to slide it back and forth across my lips…

“I want to feel how much it fills up my mouth…

“I don’t think I can get all of you in my mouth, but I want to see how far I can go down on you…

“Those little pulses, when you spasm and get a little bigger, just for a second? I want to know what that feels like in my mouth…

“I want to be on my knees in front of you…

“I want you to take my head in your hands and force me down on you…

“I want you to fuck my mouth with that big, gorgeous cock…

“I want to feel you come in my mouth…

“I want to feel you explode across my tongue…

“I want to taste your cum…

“And I want to swallow it all…”

“OH MY GOD,” Niccolo groaned.

His hand was a blur over his shaft. He’d lubricated his shaft with his own pre-cum, and now his cock was wet and slick – the same way it looked when he pulled it out of my pussy.

Watching him –

Talking about what I wanted –

Saying it out loud for the first time –

Fantasizing about how his cock would feel and taste in my mouth –

My own orgasm was getting closer and closer.

“I want to fuck you so bad,” he groaned.

“I want you to fuck me hard,” I moaned back.

“Fuck – do you want me to come?”

“YES!” I cried out as I rubbed myself even faster.

“Tell me again what you want.”

“I want to suck your cock – I want to feel you come inside my mouth – I want to feel you come inside my pussy – please come inside me – PLEASE come inside me – ”

There was a sound in my ears – an animal grunt of lust –

And then he was exploding.

Thick jets of white cum shot out of his cock. Spurts of liquid arced several inches in the air and splattered on his abs.

I realized what I was seeing, he’d done inside me –

And I ached for him to do it again.

Suddenly I was coming.

“OH FUCK!” I cried out as an orgasm rolled through my body.

“OH – SOFIA – ” his voice grunted in my ears –

“NICCOLO!” I cried out as bliss enveloped me.

My eyes closed involuntarily, but I forced them back open because I didn’t want to miss one second of his orgasm.

He was still spasming, though not as powerfully as before.

His cum was no longer spurting out. Instead, just a drop or two dribbled out of his swollen head – but I still loved the sight of it.

I lay there, the right side of my face pressed into the comforter, my glasses askew, as I continued to rub myself until my own climax slowly faded.

I heard him chuckle in my ears. “Mmmm… that was absolutely delightful…”

“Uh-huh,” I mumbled, unable to say anything. My brain was mush.

“We should definitely do it in person next time, though.”

“UH-HUH,” I agreed vociferously, still unable to say anything more than that.

“I have to get myself cleaned up before I go back downstairs, but can I reach you in the future at this number?”

“Mmmm… I think so,” I mumbled as I rolled over onto my back.

“Alright, bella… until next time.”

“See you soon, consigliere.”

He laughed. “See you soon, consigliere.”

And then I hung up.

As I lay there trying to gather the strength to get up and get dressed, I thought about what I’d just done.

I was pretty sure it had helped me mess with Niccolo’s mind…

But I also realized that maybe my own personal boundaries weren’t quite as strong as I’d thought.

Because I really, really wanted to see him again. In person.

Despite what I wanted, though, I told myself I was still in control.

I told myself that I was the one toying with him.

…I just wasn’t entirely sure I believed it.