A Collection of Short Stories

Mafia Leader 3

a/n: guys i let my bestie read this. everyone say hi!! girl text me when u see this I CANT BELIEVE I LET U DO THIS

We finished eating breakfast and now we're watching a movie in the living room. Well, I'm trying to watch it. Nikolai wants to fuck me again. We're sitting on the couch, Nikolai has his arm thrown over the back of the couch behind me and I'm curled up against his side.

"Nikolai, I like this movie," I say through laughs as he kisses my neck and grips my thigh.

"We'll rewind it," He mumbles as he kisses my jaw, "You're wearing too many clothes."

"You're an addict," I tease as I chuckle, "You should seek treatment."

I feel his smile against my skin. "Pity fuck me then." I laugh and he nips at my jaw. "I want to fuck you in every room of this house," He mumbles against my skin. He picks his head up and makes me face him before kissing me. I slip a hand into his hair, his soft lips feeling so right against mine. I slide into his lap, my legs on either side of him.

"Pause it," I breathe.

He grins before pausing the movie. He practically yanks my shirt off and his tattooed hand starts kneading my boob. A small moan escapes into his mouth. I slide my hands up his bare chest and into his hair. He pulls at my shorts and I grin before standing in front of him. I slip out of mine as he takes his off and I'm back in his lap. He runs his dick through my folds before circling my clit with it. I moan into his mouth as his pre cum makes the area slick.

"Just fuck me, already," I breathe into his mouth.

He slaps my ass making me yelp. "Try again."

"Please," I moan as he rubs where he slapped, "Please fuck me."

"No," He says with a smile. He slides a finger into me and I moan, letting my head fall to his shoulder. "You're not wet enough, I don't want to break your pretty pussy, baby."

He pumps his finger and I grip his hair. His finger slips out and he rubs the length of my vagina with his hand before slowly sliding two fingers into me. He moves his fingers faster and presses his palm against my clit so every time he moves his fingers, he also rubs my clit. I moan against his skin, my eyes pinched shut.

"Oh fuck," I moan as I melt against him. I grip the couch cushion behind him in one hand and tug at his hair with the other. His long fingers coax moans and whines from me. He pumps them leisurely, getting me practically drenched in such a short amount of time.

He withdraws his fingers and I pick my head up as he licks them clean. He gently grips my chin, pulling my face closer to his.

"Sit on my cock, Juliette."

I lean in and kiss him as I lift my hips. He runs the length of him up my slit, wetting his dick with my arousal. He then positions himself at my entrance and I slowly start to sink down on him. I moan against his lips. His breaths start getting heavier and I pull away. He moves a hand to my ass and grips. I slowly start grinding my hips and he groans.

"There you go," He breathes, "Fuck, that's good."

He sits up and kisses my neck. I move faster and grip his hair in one hand and the couch behind him in the other. Moans fall out of me and I close my eyes as breaths leave me in a rush. He lets his head fall back against the couch and I move my hand to his shoulder for leverage. I look down at him and find him gazing up at me. I smile, leaning down and pecking him.

"You like how I ride you, baby?" I tease and he grips me tighter, groaning. A breathless laugh leaves me. He slaps my ass and I moan out.

"Stop saying shit like that," He scolds through heavy breaths, "Or this'll be over embarrassingly fast."