Chapter 87 Dirty Pleasure

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"What?!" Mia gasped, her eyes wide with the realization of what he wanted to do. He wanted to take her back hole?! Anxiety shot through her as she tried to get out of his lap. The Alessandro she knew was indeed rough in bed, and the memory of that made her almost panic as she realized how he used to take her at his mercy. His dick was monster-sized, and she had not been in practice for six years. She hadn't even had sex with anyone in those years. Anal sex was out of the question. How was she going to take him in her tiny hole?* Her heart raced at rocket speed, and forgetting about pleasure, she just wanted to get away from him. But Alessandro pressed a hand against her back, holding her inplace. He snickered before reassuring her, "Don't worry, tesoro mio, I won't claim your back hole, not until you beg me to take it." He kneaded her soft buttocks; they fit so perfectly in his hand. Her body relaxed as she lay on his thighs. closing her eyes and sighing and moaning in pleasure. You really enjoy your punishment, baby, teasing me and making me go harder on you, so I spank you even harder. Is that it, baby?" He stroked her plump ass harder and rougher, again and again, until she was panting and breathless from moaning The sound of smacking echoed in the room, mixed with her pleasure-filled moans. The stubborn woman in her refused to admit it, but her body surrendered; more wetness dripped from her sweet pussy. The glint in her eyes was still rebellious as he pulled her onto his lap, making her face him. "Do you want to know my darkest desire, baby?" he teased as he wiped her wet eyes. "This was only a slight fraction of it. In my fantasy, I have done so many filthy things to your body you can't even imagine," he breathed out in his raspy voice into her ear. The mere thought of doing them in reality made the Italian don so fucking hard. Mia's eyes filled with surprise blended with daze. She had never seen this side of her mafia husband, confessing his desires to her. Did he really fantasize about her in his sexual imagination? Did she actually fascinate him so much? It felt so unreal that she thought she was hallucinating again. "Next time, you'd better know not to tease me with another man, or I won't be able to control myself, and the punishment will be twice as severe. The man you try that small act with would die by my hands, the mafia king warned as he lifted her slightly, making her straddle his thighs. He grabbed her neck, slightly choking her, making Mia gasp and part her lips. Her teary eyes watched him as he slammed his lips on hers, kissing her so intensely. His hand slipped from her neck downward to her shoulders, trailing between her breasts, sliding through. her flat stomach, and creeping toward her smooth bare pussy. His rough finger parted her wet folds before flicking her clitoris, causing her head to fall back. Mia circled her hands around her husband's neck, holding on as if her whole life depended on him. Alessandro grabbed the back of Mia's neck, pulling her face closer once again, and smacked his lips onto hers with so much passion and hunger, not giving her a chance to breathe. His fingers pumped into her wetness faster and deeper, and she climaxed instantly, crying out loudly, but her moans were muffled by their kisses. Her body trembled in his arms as he held her firmly and close, still moving his fingers within her until her body relaxed and surrendered to him. Alessandro pulled away slightly to gaze at her beautiful face, flushed and breathless. But the expression on her face was one of pure ecstasy and sensuality. She looked so tempting and hot, that the mafia king could barely control himself. "God, baby! You are so hot! You make me do things to your sexy body and mark you with all my desires, claiming you in every way so the whole world will know you belong to me, he growled as he fell onto his back on the bed, taking her with him. Her soft body fell on his hard form as their mouths fused in a heated smooch, lips molding against each other so perfectly and the slurping sounds of their moans echoed in the room. Their saliva mixed as their tongues intertwined. Their lips were not ready to leave each other and it seemed like no matter how much they kissed, it was never enough, as if they didn't want to separate, not even to take a breath. Mia's hands quickly worked on undoing the clothes on the Italian don, and she removed them with such urgency that the mafia king also felt it in his heart at that moment. "Then give me everything you've got and make me yours in every way, Mr. Valentino!" Mia whispered as she took his achingly hard length in her small hand and stroked it. "Fuck, baby, you never cease to surprise me," Alessandro groaned as his fingers sank into her soft flesh, holding her hips tightly as he lifted her enough to make her straddle him and positioned his dick at her opening. "Ride me, baby doll!" he commanded in his needy voice as Mia held his cock and guided it to her pussy before she finally lowered herself onto it. "Fuck! Baby, you feel so good," the Italian don grunted as he impaled her cunt deeply. "Yes, Alessandro! You make me so wet. I want you," she whimpered as she rolled her hips. His hands tightened on her hips as the mafia king thrust upward while Mia descended onto his dick. Their bodies moved in sync as pleasure began to overtake their bodies and minds. In a swift movement, Alessandro switched their positions, making her lie beneath him as he thrust into her harder, deeper, faster, and rougher, causing her to scream his name even louder. The bed rattled loudly as they fucked each other wildly and so passionately. "Shit, baby, I can't hold back anymore. I need to cum inside you, he groaned hoarsely, burying his face in the crook of her neck before his hips started moving fiercely as he lost control. Mia's body shook heavily as he thrust hard and fast, finally releasing his seed within her, More animalistic sounds escaped him as he continued to shoot his hot cum inside her fertile womb. It seemed to trigger another orgasm for her; she came even harder this time, squeezing his dick and milking it so fucking well, taking him to another level of ecstasy. Alessandro held his weight on his elbow as he pulled his face back slightly to gaze into her sparkling. beautiful eyes. Both were panting and breathing heavily, their bodies covered in sweat as they engaged with each other. "That was hot," she smiled, biting her lip, which made the mafia king kiss her passionately again. "You're so sexy and beautiful, I can't control myself around you, angioletto," he admitted honestly, sweeping away her hair from her sweaty face. Then suddenly he pulled out of her, causing her to wince slightly with pain. God, he really had a giant dick! Mia thought, sighing. Alessandro's eyes fixed on her pussy, oozing out his seeds mixed with her own cum. He bit his lip, deep in thought. Taking a deep breath, he picked up his clothes and started dressing. Mia became more confused. That was it? The love declaration, the promise of forever-was it not serious?! "What... what's wrong?" she asked, scared in her heart to know the answer. "Your clothes will be delivered in a few minutes. Get ready. We are leaving." Alessandro said as he went to the bathroom and returned with a damp washcloth, beginning to clean Mia's thighs and pussy. Though she was touched by his gentle aftercare, she couldn't help but feel something was wrong. "Why are we leaving so soon?" she asked, murmuring.

Chapter 87 Dirty Pleasure

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