Page 83 of Mafia Obsession

“Lourdes…”

“While I’m with you, you own me,” she whispers.

“I’ll accept that answer for now.” I doubt she’ll sign a contract. But my owning her will be etched in stone until weboth decide we’ve had enough. “Before I fuck you, I need your warm mouth around me first.”

“I have a secret,” she says, her fingers teasing the waistband of my shorts.

It could be a nuclear secret worth billions, but I don’t process a word when her hands close around my shaft.

“Tell me,” I say anyway, craving the wanton in her voice about this confession.

“I enjoyed giving head. Until I met David,” she says.

We share a combined sneer.

“I appreciate you revisiting your love of sucking cock just for me.” I grip her jaw tight. “But you will only suck mine from here on. Now get on your knees.”

Narrowing her eyes on me, she slithers down to the wooden deck planks as I release my cock from my shorts.

Smiling, she licks my drenched tip, my precum coating her mouth.

So fucking hot.

“Suck me deep into your mouth,” I order, cradling the back of her head.

Moaning, she closes her lips around me and sucks me so fucking deep my sight goes hazy.

“Fucking Christ, Lourdes,” I groan, fisting her hair.

“Can you come just like this, Ares?” She licks and sucks me at an interval that wrecks my nerves.

My balls tighten and sparks fly up my spine, signaling my orgasm is on the verge of a detonation I may never recover from.

Growling, I say, “Down your fucking throat until you’re gagging.”

Trickles of precum dribble from her mouth and down her chin. It’s the most goddamn beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. “So fucking good.”

Pleasure breaches my restraint, and I hold her head in place, so she has no choice but to swallow my release. I piston my hips and lose myself to fucking her mouth and emptying what I know is just a warning shot.

More will build up. And fast.

Her throat vibrates as she tries to breathe, tries to swallow itall.

I pull out, spraying and making a mess of her face as ropes of ejaculation shoot from my shaft. I pull her up and kiss her, tasting my salty cum combined with her lip gloss.

“Fuck…” I mutter and reach under her dress until I find her thong. It’s fucking drenched. “You’re so wet.”

“You have me shaking.”

“Does your greedy cunt need my cock?” My heart is hammering against my ribs, craving to be inside her.

This woman has driven me wild and out of my mind.

I strip her out of the sundress, and love that she’s braless before me. Her skin is luminous with a post-sun glow. I cup each tit and lick her nipples.

In between that enjoyment, I pull my shirt over my head and fully remove my pants. Aware a guard might walk by and see us, I decide I don’t care who sees me fuck Lourdes. Once any man watches me fuck a woman, they know she is mine.

I lean back on the sofa and fist my hard cock. “Come here. Ride me. I’ll stop before I come.”