Mafia Kings: Adriano: Dark Mafia Romance Series #2

He threw me down on the bed like I weighed nothing, and I giggled.

I’d never been manhandled like this before…

And it felt good.

A huge turn-on.

He crawled up on the bed, looming above me.

I opened my legs, expecting him to plunge his cock into me and just start railing me –

But he didn’t.

Instead, he lowered his head to my right breast and licked my nipple… then sucked gently.

“Oh,” I whispered.

Then he started to kiss his way down my belly.

“…oh…” I murmured.

And then he began to kiss my pussy.

Not lick –

Kiss.

Softly, sweetly.

I moaned – but not crazy moaning. I had already come, after all.

“Don’t you want to fuck me?” I whispered.

He looked up at me from between my legs and grinned. “In a minute.”

Then he went back to kissing.

I’d gotten a bikini wax a few days before, and my skin was super smooth.

He brushed his lips ever so softly across my mound.

It tickled, and yet I wanted him to keep doing it forever.

Then he started licking.

First my skin…

Then he parted my lips.

His tongue began going up and down, wetly slipping over my clit every so often.

“Oh god,” I moaned. “Adriano…”

I gripped his hair with my fingers as he continued to lick.

It felt so GOOD…

And then I felt his finger inside me.

mmmm…

It was nice.

Definitely not as good as his cock, but –

Then he began curling it upwards in a ‘come hither’ motion, like he was beckoning someone towards him.

He was stroking my g-spot.

OH.

I gasped as he continued licking my clit…

And stroking that spot inside me…

And a wholly different kind of pleasure began to build up in me.

Like this… pressure.

Fuuuuuck…

Suddenly his finger slipped out of me.

I was a little disappointed, but I figured we’d start fucking.

Nope.

He slipped two fingers inside me and started that curling motion again…

All while he licked my clit, circling it, lapping it, sucking it.

FUUUUCK.

I could feel my orgasm building again –

But something else.

That pressure was getting more and more overwhelming –

“Adriano,” I gasped.

“Mm?” he murmured.

“Adriano, stop!”

“Why?”

It was more like Mmhwy? since his tongue was still caressing my clit, but I knew what he meant.

“I think I’m gonna squirt,” I groaned.

I’d never done it before, but I’d researched it on the internet.

I’d also looked up some porno clips out of curiosity.

I’d even tried to do it myself but hadn’t had any success.

But from what I’d read about how it felt, it seemed like I was getting really close.

“Stop,” I moaned.

He didn’t stop, though.

He just kept stroking inside me and licking me as my pleasure kept building –

And that pressure kept rising –

Then he stopped licking.

But his fingers didn’t stop stroking.

I was like, KEEP LICKING!

But I didn’t say that out loud.

“How close are you?” he asked.

I looked down at him.

He was grinning at me like the cat that ate the canary.

“REALLY close,” I moaned.

“To coming?”

“Yeah.”

“AND squirting?”

I nodded rapidly, slightly panicked. “I think so.”

“Okay – then do me a favor.”

His fingers felt so good curling inside me that I wouldn’t be able to hold it in much longer.

“What?” I whined, wanting him to stop – and not wanting him to ever stop.

“Babe?”

“What?!” I gasped.

I was right on the edge –

“Come in my mouth,” he growled.

And then he licked my clit.

FUCK.

I screamed like a banshee and came harder than I ever thought possible.

And I squirted.

It was this incredible release I had never felt before.

Nothing like it.

Ever.

A little part in the back of my mind wondered, Is THIS what it’s like for men?!

The way they feel when they spurt?

If so –

It was INCREDIBLE.

My entire body went rigid –

But all the pleasure muscles in my pussy and belly fluttered uncontrollably.

I screamed and screamed and screamed –

Until finally I stopped squirting…

And in my haze of pleasure, I realized Adriano had stopped licking me.

I suddenly felt incredibly ashamed.

Oh my God – I just peed all over him!!!

I looked down between my thighs, absolutely mortified, wanting to hide away and never look him in the eyes again –

But he was grinning at me.

He wiped his mouth off with the sheets, then slowly moved up on top of me like some dangerous jungle cat.

I hid my eyes with my hands.

He pulled them away.

“Stop. Why are you hiding?” he murmured in an incredibly sexy voice.

But I wouldn’t look at him. I turned my face away as my cheeks glowed burning red.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

I felt one finger press against my chin, and he forced me to turn my head and look him in the eye.

He looked pretty happy, that was for sure.

And, like, super turned-on.

Smoldering, even.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

I bit my lower lip in shame.

“I… it felt like… I peed…”

“It’s not. It’s different.” He smirked. “Trust me.”

“I know, but…”

“Did you like it?” he asked.

I looked deep into his eyes… and slowly nodded yes. “I loved the way it felt… when it was happening.”

He smiled as he held my gaze. His eyes were hypnotizing me. “I loved the way you looked when you did it. You looked like you lost control.”

“I did,” I whispered.

He lowered his lips to my ear and whispered, “Do I make you lose control?”

“…yes… but…”

He reared back so he could look me in the eyes. “But what?”

I stared at him fearfully. “Did you like it? Me… squirting?”

He grinned.

“Babe, that was the hottest thing ever. I love making you lose control.”

Relief flooded my entire body.

He kissed me softly… slowly…

And I closed my eyes, melting into his kiss.

Then I felt the head of his huge cock pressing against the lips of my pussy.

I was so wet that he slid inside me with one long, delicious stroke.

I moaned in delight…

And then he fucked me until I came…

And came again, and again, and again…

Until I lost track of my orgasms.

There was nothing but him, and me, and the pleasure of his cock inside me…

Until he came, too, filling me with his cum.