His Captive: A Dark Mafia Romance

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I pulled at his shirt, lifting it off of his head, whilst he tugged at his trousers, allowing them to fall to the floor, along with his boxers. And for the first time, I got to see his beautiful sculpted body.

The fine ink of his tattoos, his chiseled abs, every muscle line, every beautiful inch of his body. My hands moved up and down his chest, leaving soft, wet kisses all over it as he groaned in appreciation. My hand wrapped around his cock, rubbing his shaft up and down, feeling it throb against my hand as he moaned.

"Fuck, Amber..."

I continued to kiss him down his chest, before I stopped at his cock. It was fucking huge, a lot bigger than I anticipated. I started off by licking the tip at a torturously slow pace, teasing him, torturing him, the same way he tortured me...

Before I began spitting on it, covering it with my saliva, and took him in my mouth, moving my mouth up and down, using my hands to support each thrust of him I took into my mouth.

Going deeper and deeper with each passing second, before I took in every beautiful fucking inch.

"Amber..." he moaned, tangling his fingers into my hair, as I continued to suck his length like my life depended on it.