Page 11 of Mafia’s Angel

“No. Answer my question.”

She growled and then gasped when he pressed against her cunt and clit several times before stopping. Every time he did that, the thoughts in her head would vanish.

“Angel?”

“What?”

“Tell me right now that you don’t have a man.”

“I don’t have a man,” she said.

He stared at her. “God damn, I don’t know if you’re telling the truth. But there’s another way to find out.”

Before she understood what he was saying, she felt his hand between them, and then he lifted her dress before slipping his fingers into her panties.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so wet.”

At first, she tried to push him off her, but then his first touch made her freeze, and she concentrated on his touches.

“Let’s determine if you’ve ever had a lover.”

She gasped when one of his fingers pushed into her cunt.

“Fuck, you feel so damn good.”

He probed into her until he stopped inside of her.

“Do you feel this?” he asked and bumped into something inside of her.

“What?”

“This is your cherry, baby. It’s good that you haven’t given it away. Because it’s mine. Don’t ever play that game with me again.”

Her breathing was erratic, and it felt like her heart was going to pound out of her chest.

“You don’t have a lover.”

“No,” she said even though it wasn’t a question and tried to raise her hips. It was a little uncomfortable for her as he stretched her, but that didn’t keep her from wanting more.

“Pretty soon, your body is going to be mine, and I’ll be able to do whatever I please to it, wherever and whenever I want. Isn’t that right, Angel?”

“I…” She had no idea what to say because she’d only heard a part of his question.

“Right now, I need a kiss.”

She blinked her eyes open, and then they slid closed again when his head dropped and his lips pressed against hers. A moment later, she felt his tongue run over her lips, making her gasp, which allowed him to delve into her mouth and have his tongue mate with hers.

A groan tore from her mouth, and her arms circled his neck as she tried to pull him down.

The heat rose until they were both panting and trying toget closer to one another.

“Please,” she said.

He jerked his head up and stared down at her. “Fuck, as much as I want to dive right into your tight little body, I want to wait until after we’re married.”

“Married?” She had to have not heard him correctly.

“Yes, married. Did you think I’d fuck you and not have you tied to me in every way there was?”


Tags: Lila Fox Erotic