Page 135 of Mafia Obsession

“Let me.” She reaches out to help with the cufflinks.

Opening my wrist cuffs, she kisses the center of my palms. Then she takes my one hand and puts it between her legs. “Lick me, Ares. Please.”

I manage to get out of my clothes without looking like an escape artist battling a straitjacket and crawl across the bed. I bury my face between her legs and start eating her tasty cunt.

“Ares,” she whimpers, clutching my hair.

“Christ, I’ve wanted you for so long. Here you are. With my ring, my name, and your legs spread for your husband.”

“Please…” She begs me.

I suck on her clit and alternate with my tongue deep in her pussy. Back and forth until the taste of her is everywhere.

“That’s so good.” She squirms.

I keep licking up and down, swirling my tongue around over her nub. Curling my arm under her thigh, I spread her wider.

Her back arches off the bed when I flick my tongue into her ass.

“Ares,” she pants, sounding ready to fall apart.

She gets wetter and wetter, and I wait for the spring of life. As her orgasm crashes into her, she pulls my hair with a firm grip. She gushes for me, and I lap it up as she comes and convulses around my tongue.

“Yeah, little storm. Squirt for me. Squirt all over your husband.”

She cries out, legs shaking, fists pounding, hips gyrating. Then she slows down, and her head falls sideways like she actually passed out.

I shift over her and grip her chin gently. “You okay?”

We make that eye contact again. “I won’t survive this.”

I laugh. “Let’s figure out how to survive each other.” I climb off the bed and stand up, gripping my cock. “Suck me off.”

Smiling, she flips over and crawls to the end of the bed. Lourdes wraps a hand around my hard, swollen cock and takes it into her mouth.

I groan as her tongue swirls around the head, then she sucks on the tip.

“Lourdes.” I fist the back of her hair, gently guiding her mouth to take my full length. “I can only take a few moments of this.”

After my long shaft slides down the back of her throat once, I pull out. She sits up and kisses my chest, the planes of my abs, and each of my nipples. I use the leverage to grab one of her legs and flip her onto her back.

“I need to be in control. This won’t be gentle.” I lie across her body and kiss her deeply.

Positioning myself between her thighs, I hold her gaze as the crown of my cock finds her wet entrance.

“Hold the fuck on.” I thrust inside of her and immediately see stars. I slide my hand over her smooth hip to grab an ass cheek and grip it firmly, getting deeper inside her. “Christ.”

I begin fucking her like a madman.

“Ares…” She arches, head back, and moans as her breasts bounce in rhythm with my thrusts.

“I know, my storm. You feel so good with my cock buried inside you.”

“Don’t stop.” She runs her nails down my back.

I thrust again, and she clutches my ass, those nails now digging into my fleshy halves. I sink deeper while increasing the pace. Needing those tits in my mouth, I slide my lips down her neck until I find a hard peak. I suckle one and then the other.

She moans and curls her hips, lost in the sensation of being fucked by the God of War.