And that word. Cunt. It’s so dirty and sounds fucking delicious when he says it.
No. How can I be thinking like this?
His dirty talk gets me hotter as he continues to strangle the oxygen from my lungs, heightening every sensation in my body.
“Only once you come for the third time on my cock will I give it to you.”
I groan, eyes rolling back in my head as I’m not sure I have it in me to orgasm again. My body feels utterly spent and yet he won’t stop slamming into me with more intensity than before.
He groans, digging the fingertips of his free hand hard into my hip as if he’s trying to break me apart. “Fuck,” he grunts, slamming into me more brutally with each thrust. “Make that virgin cunt come.” He spanks my ass hard, sending a thrilling pain through me. “By the time I’m through with you tonight, you will have come so many fucking times you won’t be able to think straight.”
White filters into my vision as I try to stop myself, bitting my lip hard to use the pain to force away the pleasure. Climaxing three times with his cock inside of me so fast gives him more power than I ever imagined possible. Even though I know stopping the dam from bursting is fucking impossible, I try. Every nerve ending in my body turns to lava as my vision blurs. I can’t even see for a few seconds.
“Massimo,” I cry his name so loud, despite myself.
A flood of hot liquid drips out of my pussy and Massimo growls. “You just fucking squirted, baby. That’s so damn hot.” He spanks my ass again, prolonging the excruciating pleasure. “That’s it princess, milk my cock just like that.” His urging only heightens the pleasure as I draw small gasping breaths of oxygen as he limits my supply still. “Good girl,” he purrs into my ear.
And then he releases my throat and grabs my other hip, slamming into me with force and then holding himself as deep as he can go. I feel a flood of hot liquid coating my insides as he grunts and groans behind me, making such sexy, manly sounds that it only spikes my orgasm more.
My body wants to collapse in a heap beneath him and never move, but he holds me upright. Slowly, his breathing returns to normal, but he’s still buried inside of me. After what feels like minutes, he slides his cock out and lies down on the floor next to me.
I remain stuck in place, looking into this dark, devilish eyes of his.
“Come here.” Massimo reaches for me and pulls me down onto his chest, as his cum drips out of my pussy onto the floor. The embrace of his arms isn’t half as disgusting as I expected, as I rest my head on his muscular chest. He presses his lips to my forehead and my eyes flutter shut as total exhaustion hits me. “Don’t get too comfortable, princess. We’ve only just started.”
I groan, shaking my head. “Too tired.”
He laughs. “Don’t worry, I don’t mind fucking you while you’re asleep.”
My eyes shoot open at that comment. I assess him, wondering if he’s serious. I wouldn’t put it past Massimo Morrone to fuck me while I’m sleeping, but I know I wouldn’t be asleep long. “You wouldn’t.”
That cruel, cold smirk twists onto his lips. “I think deep down you know the answer, princess.” He grabs one of my breasts and cups it in his hand before leaning down and taking my nipple into his mouth. “Perfetta,” he murmurs as it hardens under his attention. “You know deep down you want more, and we are going to be fucking all night, so get ready to be so exhausted you don’t remember your own name.” He kisses me then with such intensity and passion it makes the tiredness I felt melt away as pure sexual awareness coils through my body.
This man is a cruel and self-absorbed son of a bitch, but I can’t deny that right now I want everything he’s giving me. The chemistry between us has been undeniable since the moment we locked eyes on each other. It’s just a shame he’s a vicious mob boss who doesn’t take no for an answer.