Charlotte Liguori
We both finished in the shower, I kept smiling at the sight of him. I couldn't help it, knowing he was so hot even when he's a asshole.
I looked at his abs, and then his arms. He was so well built, so attractive. Shit. No. No mafia men. "Eyes are up here sweetheart." He smirked.
I smiled and little before wrapping into my towel. I sat on the sink looking at him and he was also wrapped into a towel.
I grabbed my toothbrush and began brushing my teeth. He grabbed his and did the same. He walked over to me and put himself between my towel. I felt his hard bludge through it. Letting out a small moan.
He grabbed my thigh and then walked away. "Asshole." I mumbled. I threw my toothbrush down as her tan over and out his hand around my neck, "What was that?" He growled. "Asshole!" I yelled.
He through my towel off of me and picked me up. He threw my bare body harshly on the bed. "You have to learn how to not give attitude baby." He whispered in my ear. He took off his towel and I couldn't help but look at his massive dick.
He but the tip in my entrance without warning and took it out fast. I let out a small moan. He then went in all the way, and out all the way. Fast and hard.
At this point my whole body was shaking, I was screaming words I didn't even know. "Fuck! Atlas-" He put his hand over my neck going faster and harder.
I felt my walls closing and my pussy throbbing, Shit. "I'm about to cum!" I yelled. He pulled out fast. He was torturing me. "Stop, Please. Please!" I begged as he stood and watched me suffer.
"Remember no attitude." He yelled. "Fuck, Archer I need you. Please!" I cried. He then slammed himself in me and after s couple thrusts I was releasing all over him. He quickly turned me over and slapped my ass.
He then picked me up and put me back in the shower with him because well.. We were a bit sticky. He began stroking himself as I washed my body. I turned around and got on my knees.
I began moving my mouth around what I could fit and my hands for the other bobbing up and down. He tilt his head back letting low groans of pleasure, "Fuck. Fuck Charlotte." I smirked at the sound of him. He came in my mouth and I spit it in the shower drain.
I stood up and he kissed me. "Glad I chose you." He smiled. "I didn't have a choice." I winked and he chuckled. I turned around in the shower and he scrubbed my hair. He used his big hands to soap up my body.
Maybe I did want a mafia man.
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Romance"I hate you." "Said different last night, my love." • published again for fun. i am not rewriting- ~ Charlotte Liguori hated mafias, hated living in one, hated everything about them. She is...
