Claimed by the Possessive Mafia Prince Read Online Flora Ferrari

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 59304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
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Moving one hand around her body, I tease her clit as I slip in and out of her. Our bodies making slick noises of pleasure. She moans like she wants to scream, like she’s struggling to control her volume.

I pump my hips obsessively, like I’m in a trance.

“I love the way you work it.”

“Like this?” she moans, sensually riding my dick up and down.

“Yes, yes,” I gasp.

“Let me fuck you for a bit,” she moans.

I stay still, staring down in awe, letting my gaze feast on the sight of her owning my cock. Her ass bouncing off my abs.

I spank her, and her moan lets me know she likes it. Again and again, I make her ass ripple for me.

Then I really lose control, grab thick handfuls of her ass and drive myself in deep and hard. She judders forward. I quickly wrap one arm around her torso, holding her steady, my hand finding her breast as I arch my back and push my slick hard cock deep up inside of her.

She reaches back, clawing at my face, my neck, working her hips on my dick. She drags her fingernails down my face.

“I feel your pussy… fucking… pulsing for me,” I growl. “You’re going to cream again.”

“I’ve never have multiple orgasms,” she says breathlessly, sounding shocked.

“There’s a first time for everything.”

I wrap both my arms around her, hugging her tight, embracing her, savoring the heat of our bodies as I pump my hips and sear her hungry pussy with the flow of our pleasure. She shivers against me as the second orgasm hits her.

She falls, losing her grip on the tree. I quickly slide out of her body.

She turns over, spreading her legs, moaning needily. “Quick, Dario. Fuck.”

She wants me to keep fucking her while she’s coming. She doesn’t want to waste a single moment of pleasure.

I grip her thighs and pull her toward me. My cock slides all the way into her in one shot, pushing deep as her walls close then release around me in the flow of her crescendo.

She lies back, owning the moment, her tits bouncing as I fuck her ruthlessly.

“Push your perfect tits together,” I growl.

“Yeah, baby?”

She does as I say, her hands sinking into her fullness. I stare in aw, fucking her faster, harder, deeper, the base of my dick aching and burning as release boils over, pressing against my end, my body wanting to explode.

But I want to feel her come again. She’s so hot when she comes, confidence infusing her. I want this to last.

I slow down, lying atop her, bringing my lips to hers.

“What are you doing?” she whispers.

“Taking every moment with you,” I tell her, kissing her lips, her cheek, her neck, as I slow the glide of my cock. “Every second with you. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. The strongest. The toughest. The funniest. The fucking horniest.”

“Hmm,” she sighs, letting her hands glide over my back. “You’re so hard.”

“I could come ten times and still be hard for you.”

“You make me feel so sexy.”

“That’s because you are,” I grunt.

I lean back again, staring down at her, then slip out slowly–and hammer in hard. She gasps, her lip twitching in a smile.

“You’re a teaser,” she murmurs.

“And you loved being teased.”

I do it again, out slow, holding the tip of my cock at her entrance, letting her walls kiss me as if I’m going to pull out, then slipping my entire hardness all the way in.

She wraps her legs around me when I do it another time, holding me tightly inside of her. I stay deep, rocking back and forth, feeling her folds kissing my base as her depths caress my head. Our lips find each other again, and when we kiss, I know this means something. It has to.

She smooths her hands through my hair and across my back, twitching her pussy, moving her slickness as if massaging my cock. Come, not precome, real come, hungry, aching, tingly come, rushes to my head and gathers there.

I try to hold myself back, so hungry to feel her orgasm again.

“You need to come for me,” she moans in my ear. “You need to explode.”

“I—want—you—to…”

“No, Dario. Come for me. Please. Come. Come. Come.”

“Fuuuuuuck.”

I go into overdrive, hammering her slit harder than I have yet. She gasps and bucks. I lean back so I can see her tits and, more than that, the pleasure etching every feature of her gorgeous face.

I can’t think. Only feel.

Here and now, here and now, here and now.

“Fuuuuck,” I roar again, as an unstoppable wave of come rushes out of me.

She tears her fingernails down my chest as come explodes. When I’m almost empty, I feel her twitching, her mouth trembling as she struggles to maintain control.

My cock wilts, and I slip out of her.

“What are you doing?” I growl when she tries to sit up.


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