Mafia Queen

WARNING: MATURE (violence, sex, language)

My back crashed against the wall. I craned my head up to glare at those hungry eyes. He had both my hands held above my head in a vice grip. I began to struggle against him. I was no match for his strength. He only pressed his toned body harder against mine. His muscles constricted...ready to attack.

"Rani." He drank my name in like smooth wine.
"Leaving so soon? And you were just warming up to me." That smug smirk appeared on his Adonis face.

"The only thing warm you're going feel is the blood dripping down your face after I punch if you don't fucking get off me." I was ready to spit in his face if came one inch closer. Ready, Aim...

He gave a deep chuckle that turned up my body's temperature. "Rani, rani, rani." He said while shaking his head. The man placed his calloused hand on my cheek. His lips one inch from mine.
"Is that anyway to talk to your client? I would take my business somewhere else but I think only you could satisfy my needs."

He smashed his lips against mine, his tongue fighting to invade my mouth. My hair was fisted in his grip. I felt the heat of his hand sliding towards my ass. He gripped it hard. And I moaned against his lips.

Slipping his tongue into my mouth, he began fúcking it. In and out. In and out. Not satisfied, he began grinding his erection against me. The friction of our clothing rubbing against each other did nothing to satisfy the pulse beginning down south. I grabbed onto his silky hair and tugged on it. Hard. He growled against my lips. I felt him slip his hand under my dress heading to where I wanted him to touch me most. I began moving my hand down his back feeling his taunt sculpted muscles. He almost slipped past my underwear when I shoved him off

and pointed his gun at his head.