The Mobster's Obsession (WEEKLY UPDATES)

Warning: Mature Content, 18+

Throbbing, every cell of my being was throbbing, buzzing with excitement. My lips parted involuntarily, releasing a low whimper that I didn't recognize as my own. Nothing about the sound that escaped my heaving chest was modest.

Trailing his hands down my stomach he followed a path lined with wet, soft kisses leading to my steamy core. My thighs parted on their own accord, guiding him to the bundle of nerves that lied between them.

Noticing my need he hooked his fingers on the waistband of my panties, lifting his dark eyes to meet mine. A sultry smile pulled at the corners of his swollen lips. His wicked smile confirmed my suspicion that he sensed my ever growing desperation. Licking his lips, he leisurely began dragging the soaked velvety fabric down my hips. The tension rising in my core was going to put me in an early grave.
Continuing his onslaught of my sanity, he slid his warm tongue down my bare mound with precision. Hovering right above where I wanted him, his eyes snapped to mine.

"I knew you had a thing for me guance dolci," he purred with a signature wicked grin.
(Sweet cheeks)
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