The Ruthless mafia lord has a heart
Olawale Samuel · Ongoing · 148.8k Words
Introduction
“Uhhh.” My first official moan, I locked that.
He then with me on top of he sat up holding me and then grabbing my thick thighs as he stood up carrying me as I hanged on his neck to his room.
In a world where the rich rule and the others are nonrelevant these characters exist, one, brought up in riches and the other brought up in poverty but strived to be at the top. this is a story of two worlds, one a world of the rich filled with sassiness and the other a world of Drugs, gangs, guns and of course wealth. They both clash as one migrated to the world of the other and though the road to this migration was not by choice and was brutal, it brought a ruthless mafia lord who forgot he had emotions together with a rich girl who only understood that money and fame is the only power needed.
Chapter 1
“Mateo.” I said softly as his warm breath hit my neck, and his soft hands moved from my shoulder to my waist.
“You know its been a while since I held you close.” He said it with a soft but deep voice. I could feel the subtle vibration of his tone.
“I…I know.” I replied, totally discombobulated, as he slowly but tightly pulled my ass close to his dick.
He was in shorts, and with how close my ass was pressed against his dick, he was in just shorts, no underwear.
“I missed you.” He said, ending his sentence with a kiss, as his right hand slowly came up.
“mmm.” I moaned as he horizontally pushed his hand against my chest, grabbing my boobs on the left and literally suffocating the right side.
I was obviously turned on, and he was waiting for it.
I wore a short, thin leather gown with a zip at the front. so my body was easily accessible by his hands.
I let out a moan as I bit my lips, He had accessed my nipple and he firmly grabbed it, My legs could already feel the pressure and I was already dampening in measures.
He turned me over to himself, holding my waist and going straight for my lips, his tongue attacking mine as we made out.
I let out a whimper when he firmly gripped my ass and grabbed it.
Fuck I can feel his Rod pressing against my Fanny.
He unzipped my gown halfway and let my boobs hang out, He buried his face in them, rolling his tongue around my nipple and using his hand to attack the other; my legs were already giving in.
I slowly moved back, holding his head in place, to the bed.
I sat, and he sat at my side as we made out with my boobs out in the open.
His tongue vaguely tangled with mine, and the ecstasy started to overshadow my thinking.
My legs opened up, and he noticed. He firmly grabbed my thigh and slowly crept into my middle, his hands gently rubbing against my soiled pants.
He withdrew from the kiss and attacked my neck with his kisses and warm breaths. I moved my head back in pleasure as he stood up, firmly gripping my thighs and opening them up.
My gown was already reclined enough to provide ease for his hands to remove the obstruction from my chambers.
With a drag, I stood half way up to ease his pull, and after that, he kneeled down, kissing my laps, and squeezed them tight.
“Ahhh, I missed this; I missed you.” I said that as his mouth collided with my wet pussycat, I was dripping.
“ahhhhhh….” I moaned, grabbing the sheets, as his tongue violently moved inside me.
“Don’t stop, yes, please.” I was close; I could feel it, I locked his head in place with my thighs and sealed the lock with my legs interlocked.
He let out a laugh, sending vibrations to my clitoral area and exciting the fuck out of it, This was my Climax.
“Ahhhhh, I’m cumming.” I cried out, shooting out my wetness in his face as my body moved out of my control.
The veins on his dickey were bulging and his tip was sticky, He has been waiting to go in.
He came in with a kiss, This evening was just starting; he didn’t care about the time and the same was true for me.
I hadn’t felt him and I wanted him so bad.
He stuck his tip, teasing me and keeping me on edge. I was looking forward with my legs spread to the side and my pussycat exposed in clear view of him.
“Stop it…..” I tried to say before he slowly drew it in as my walls clenched, and he slowly filled me up.
“Fuck,” he moaned, letting out a breath as he firmly grabbed my ass.
He slowly amplified his thrust as my ass clapped on his dick.
“Ahhhh, yes, don’t stop.” I said as he shifted gears, slamming me against his dick.
Hands around my waist, his abs were pressed against my back as he continued to thrust in and out.
He then went up, locking his hands on my helpless boobs and squeezing the fuck out of them. I was going crazy.
“You Nasty Pawg.”
“Yes, I’m your naughty whore; please fuck me.” I screamed out as he slammed harder and harder, hugging me from behind, firmly squeezing my nipples and rolling them in between his fingers vigorously.
I could feel it again. My wet core is now dripping.
“uhhhh.” He groaned, gripping me harder.
“I’m cum..mm…ing.” I moaned out as the orgasm jolted my body.
“uhhhhhhh,mmmmmm.” He groaned once more as I felt his thick warmth pouring inside of me.
He pulled me out, turning me and exciting my pussycat as my eyes rolled back.
It gushed out like a fountain, leaving my body wrecked with subtle vibrations from my nerves as a sudden weakness followed.
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