MAFIA'S WILD OBSESSION (18+)

CHAPTER 7: PYTHON

CHRISTIAN'S POV:

"Christian." She cried out, her thighs trembling as I relentlessly delved my tongue into her essence, lapping up her juices with every flick, swirl and thrust.

I couldn't get enough, not even if I tried.

Her fingers tightened in my hair, on the verge of ripping them off their roots, pulling in a move that made me want to turn her over and sink my cock inside her almost immediately.

But again, she was a virgin.

I needed her as wet and relaxed as possible for my entry. Because nothing could stop me from fucking her tonight. Not even devil himself.

I had never been the type of man to place another's pleasure before mine, but for a brief moment, I yearned to make Angel burn with lust.

The ice had melted, leaving her entire pussy wet and dripping with both water and her sweet juices, and I stuck my tongue in her opening, pulling her further away from the counter towards my mouth.

I groaned gutturally when she began to move urgently against my mouth, releasing one hand from my hair to cling on to the counter.

How the fuck was she still a virgin?

Well, it was finders' keepers now.

I was about to be her first. And the best she would ever experience. I'd make sure of it. I growled with satisfaction, cupping her ass cheeks as she continued to ride my mouth, increasing her pace and moaning my name with so much reckless abandon, it made me hazy with desire.

Right now, if she asked me for anything, I knew I would give it to her.

"Oh, fudge. I can feel it. Oh my god..." She stuttered, her head thrown back and I smiled against her pussy, knowing that she was close to the edge. That she was going to cum all over my mouth, my tongue.

"Shut those eyes and you won't be cumming tonight, Angel."

Instantly, her electrifying gaze snapped to mine, pleading silently. Good girl. I grinned wickedly, sticking two fingers into her lush wetness and groaning against her clit when her walls gripped my digits hard. So wet. So responsive. So hot.

This woman was going to be my undoing.

I wasted no time, my patience snapping as I started to fuck her with my mouth and fingers at the same time, increasing my pace until she was begging.

"Please, Christian. Oh, I-"

I felt it when the orgasm hit her, her entire body tightening before she started to quiver and I didn't stop, my mouth closing over her as I tasted everything, taking the evidence of her pleasure for myself.

I held her until she stopped jerking and that was when I stood, stepping in between her legs and pushing her further into the counter again.

One hand wrapped around her waist, I took one thorough look at her. Her soft blonde curls were all over the place, her eyes hazy and her lips pink and swollen.

She looked like my wildest dreams. She looked like a conquered vixen.

I was going to get her to completely surrender tonight, and my body hardened just thinking about how her tight her pussy would feel clenched around my cock.

"Open your mouth." I ordered and she blinked slowly, raising an eyebrow at me in defiance but too sated to argue.

When she opened her mouth, I stuck the fingers that had been in her wetness inside.

"Taste how sweet you are when you cum, mio caro. How delicious you are." I whispered, my groin tightening when she licked my fingers unhurriedly, wide blue eyes locked on mine.

What a little temptress she was.

She opened her mouth to say something and I swallowed her words in a savage kiss, my hand gripping her jaw as I took my time tasting her sweetness on my tongue again.

She melted into me, her hand moving down to cup my cock through my pants and I hissed, withdrawing to see her eyes wide in shock.

"Oh, wow... Do you have a python buried in there?" She had to ask, still palming me gently, and I arched a brow in amusement.

"Surprisingly, I'm concerned by your choice of words. You're a weird girl, Angel."

"I'm not... I think my brain's just...lagging."

"I wonder why."

Picking her up from the counter bridal style, I hated the flitting contentment I felt when she wrapped her hands around my neck almost immediately, her eyes surveying my house with childlike wonder as I climbed up the stairs to my bedroom.

Opening the door, I heard her gasp as I stepped into my bedroom. I understood why. It was large enough to fit about three king sized beds, with a fire place, a small sitting room set up with couches and a table and a balcony.

I didn't know why it bothered me to know if she liked what she saw. I didn't know why I bothered with her at all.

"Do you like it?" I whispered, dropping her to her feet, but still holding her to me, her back to my front as her eyes moved around the room and finally settled on my bed.

The gigantic four poster bed was large enough that five people could sleep in it comfortably.

"If you're not royalty, then perhaps a politician?" Turning to face me, I realized how small she was compared to my six feet two inches of pure corded muscle.

"Far from it, Angel. And you did not answer my question."

She rolled her eyes, her hands feeling my chest through my suit and she was lucky she was so adorable, I let it slide. People had been dealt with for doing far less.