The Mafia Sacrifice

7

Hey FREAKY FUCKS! It's time for some sexual scenes!

If you don't like these you can simply skip!!

I know... why do early?

Why not?

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Starr Marie

"What the hell are you doing, you look dumb!" Damon said in an exaggerated tone.

"Something you for SURE can't do!" O said rolling his eyes. I catch the glimpse of a small smirk on the tips of Damon's lips.

I can tell by Damon's expression that he was going to say something crazy and with all honesty, I was not mentally ready for it. "Leah didn't have a problem with it did she," he says in a sarcastic tone.

I knew by then, it was time for my ass to dip, so I did. Or at least I tried until I felt a hand grip my forearm.

"You wouldn't mind testing that theory would you beautiful," Damon said with lust flowing throughly in his eyes. Oh hell no. I won't just be one of his hoes, for that reason I don't know what came over me.

"Do I look like a wack ass hoe or are you not smart enough to tell the difference," I said with a frustrated tone. I seen O exit the room as I shouted.

Oh shit!

Then all of a sudden, Damon pushed me against the wall gripping my neck with his huge hand. If I was  in my right mind I would've been mad but in this case I felt indifferent.

I knew what he was capable of  but that wasn't stopping me.

"Get the hell off of me. You are a fucking dick!" I said grabbing his hand hoping he would loosen his grip on my neck to do something else more meaningful—But it only got tighter.

He then walked closer closing the only space we had left before our bodies touch.

He put his lips by my neck and whispered ever so lightly, "Don't ever fucking disrespect me like that again or I'll punish you on this fucking floor." I felt the heat of his breath shimmer down my body as his accent because visible between every word.

His threat seemed like a sexual statement. One that I didn't believe he would do. There were guards at all corners, doors, and layers of his house, to protect their 'King,' yet he's here being sexual.

"Then do it pussy," I say pushing his chest making him take a step back.

Before I knew it he smashed his lips on mine taking full control. I didn't have time to think. His kiss was rough and fully controlled by him. His tongue entered my mouth dancing with mine in circles. Damn he know how to work his tongue.

He then grabbed my hand and walked me toward the stairs. I caught eye contact with one guard, it was slightly awkward but Damon didn't see the awkward reaction I felt just before he again — connect our lips into a kiss. As we were walking he did not stop the kiss. Kissing me harshly as he pushed me onto my bed then breaking the kiss to close the door.

He took of my shirt, slowly kissing and licking my neck and onto my breast area. With one try he unclipped my bra exposing my breast.

I looked at him with a confused look. "How the hell did you do that like a fucking pro?" I ask knowing the answer.

He gave me a devilish laugh, "I've had practice." Fucking show off.

Damon then picks up my shirt that was lying next to him and throws it across the room. He lays on top of me, kissing me effortlessly. His dominance was present between every kiss and the way his hands danced on my skin.