| The Mafia Boss and His Submissive | BWWM #1: SINNER'S TRAP An unsuspecting flame in each other's life. One is continuously looking over their shoulder to ensure that they are on track for the future they have envisioned since they were a child. Despite the countless times they've been disappointed, they have all the love and understanding in the world - an enigma. Because of their own past, the other is barred from ever having what they crave. The majority of relationships are bound in transactionality and they yearn for more. Despite being served every conventional need on a platter, they are unable to obtain the one thing they want. Total opposites that fulfill the urges of the others paradox - they should take the chance. It should be easy? ----- He groans into my right ear, "Come on babygirl, beg for it." He takes his hands away, a bitter shriek of irritation rising from the pits of my stomach. With spread thighs and a dripping pussy, his hands grasped my straightened hair and pulled my head back. I couldn't grip onto anything with my hands suspended above my head and my feet held by restraints in the flooring. I was going mad. My weak pleasured cries falling on deaf ears. He kissed the exposed skin on my back, now covered in a small sheen of sweat barely holding up the bra he cut loose like a rope. A weak shriek escapes my mouth as he pinches my right nipple while playfully twisting the other. "Please. Fuck. Please." I start, but the words get stuck in my throat. A few seconds pass as though he expects me to elaborate. I could barely think. His fingers return to my pussy - slender and long; the ring finger softly stroked the one spot inside me that could send me over the edge crashing, while his thumb rubbed my clit in small circles. "You can do so much better babygirl. You want me to make you cum?" He asks, and is met with an immediate nod. "Then address me by my name and fucking beg for it like you mean it." ----- MATURE CONTENT. NOT EDITED

"I want you to sit on my lap." He swallows hard. I nod, my fingers digging into his broad shoulders. I shouldn't be doing this in front of everyone. There are people watching. I need the cash desperately. I bring my shaky knee between his wide thighs and sit on his lap. He leans back, staring intensely. His eyes give nothing away. Then, his arms move down and rest on my thighs. My lips part in a silent "oh" at the warmth of his tattooed hand. Without warning, he slides his hand around my lush a*ss and jerks me forward in one hard move, my pvssy ending up right against his bulging c0ck. I suck in a harsh breath, biting the inside of my cheek to hold back a møan, my hands on his shoulders, my t¡ts an inch from his sinful mouth. He groans, "Dance." ••• Alexa Davis is desperate,kicked on the street with no where to go,she walk into the strip club looking for a job. As a cocktail waitress,she's only suppose to serve drinks but when a hot stranger with piercing blue eyes flashed her a cash,how can she turn it down? As a Russian mafia boss and the owner of the strip club and gambling gardens, Mikhail Marco was a man with no emotions. He wants the young dark haired and he gets whatever he wants. "Rule 1; You're not allowed to fall for me. My heart belongs to another." She nods, " I won't." "Good,now strip". Another bang🔥 📌Rules are meant to be broken aren't they 😁 🔞strictly explicit from episode 1 till end... You've been warned .. NOTE; The cover is not mine