Her Mafia Daddy - Chapter 56: Chapter 56

"Look at me when you suck," he ordered and I instantly obeyed. His bright eyes burned fire while they watched my mouth and he reached to
stroke two fingers over my clit. I tensed and made a desperate noise in the back of my throat. He continued to pet me, and I could feel how wet and slippery I was, the sounds of my slickness as loud as my breathing. The climax was right there, just a few seconds away….
God, yes. I had to come, right the hell now. The fingers between my legs disappeared and I let out an angry growl around his thumb.
"Up," he told me, retreating down my body until he stood on the floor. I rose up on my knees, mindless to anything but having this craving
satisfied.
"Allora, put your feet on the floor." His Italian accent was more pronounced, which made it even sexier. I scrambled to do as he asked, and his hands positioned me between his legs as I leaned over on the bed. My elbows dug into the mattress and Rafael reached for the bottle of lube again. I tensed, coming up on my hands. Was he serious?
"Relax. Not today. I want to shoot all over your ass." A tiny drizzle of lube trickled between my ass cheeks. Then he smoothed it over my skin, brushing my hole. I froze.
"I never go back on my word," he whispered as he touched the same spot again. "My cock will not fuck your ass today, te lo prometto."
No one had ever touched me there, but I trusted Rafael . I sagged onto the bed and let him do as he wished. His slick erection slid into the crevice between my cheeks, which he pushed together. Then he was sliding between my ass cheeks the same way he'd fucked my tits. His strong hands held me still while his rough thighs met the backs of my legs. It was like he was fucking me from behind, but without the stimulation.
God, I needed the stimulation. Miserable, I shook my head back and forth, shoving my ass higher. Hair covered my face and I could feel the sweat on my temples. I cupped my breasts and squeezed, pulling on my nipples.
"Roll your hips," he panted. "Work my cock and I'll reward you." He didn't need to ask twice. I started rolling my hips, giving him friction while he held still. I was gyrating and sliding my flesh over his, that thick rod hot and heavy between my cheeks. I barely felt his hand leave my skin before he slapped my ass, fire exploding under my skin.
I sucked in a breath and lost my rhythm. Fuck, that hurt. "Don't stop." Another slap. "Keep going and make me come."
The pain from the slaps turned into heat, the kind that made my knees go weak. My clit throbbed in response, and the slickness between my thighs ran down my legs. I kept moving, and he spanked me again and again, his palm landing blows all over my backside. Then he switched sides, starting over on the other cheek, and I was an incoherent mess. My body burned, but there was no pain.
My skin sang with pleasure, sensitive and bright, and as if on instinct I slid my fingers down between my legs, the need to come undeniable.
"No," he said, pinning my arm down as he covered my back. My sore ass pulsed against his cool skin. "Not yet, Valentina ."
I humped the mattress, my urges uncontrollable. This caused his tip to skim the entrance to my pussy. We both froze, the temptation right there.
Oh, God. All he had to do was push a tiny bit forward and he would fill me. Stretch me. Give me every bit of his hard cock. I couldn't stand it. I needed him like I needed air. "Please, Rafael ."
"Allora, tu sei mio?"
"What?"
"Are you mine?" I knew what he meant, but I couldn't say it. I couldn't admit to being his mistress. I pressed my lips together, unable to say the words, while I clawed and tore at the comforter, my miserably body at war with itself as my lust remained unfulfilled. The wanting was painful, like I was on a knife's edge, my mind screaming for release.
I didn't know how much longer I could hold out. "I will not fuck you until you tell me. I want to hear the words."
"No, please. Just once."
"Say it, and I will fuck your pussy. You will come so hard." He teased me with a shift of his hips, the tip of his erection skimming my entrance again. "I will make it so good for you."
My resistance folded. "I'm yours," I blurted. "Please. I'm yours."
Before I could blink, he shoved inside me, my walls stretching to accommodate his girth. It wasn't easy. He was large and I hadn't been
prepared, so it took a few pumps of his hips before he was fully seated.
I clutched the duvet, my fingers sinking into the plush fabric, the sensation of having him inside me even better than I'd imagined. I could feel him everywhere, from my swollen lips and aching breasts, to my sore ass and full pussy. It was like an overload for my nerve endings.