Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

“On your knees, Bambolina”

Rosana gritted her teeth and clenched her fist, wishing she could strangle him. She had not even recovered from running like a madwoman and now, he wanted to choke her with his big c? ck. What kind of punishment was that? She wondered, pouting her lips. And who the hell gave three counts for a person to run such a long distance?

Quietly, she dropped to her knees and waited for his next move. He was still standing behind her and she could hear the sound of his belt unbuckled, followed by his zip pulled down.

“Open” He ordered, standing in front of her. She did as instructed and slowly, he pushed his hard and long c? ck into her wet mouth. He pulled it out immediately and slapped it on her lips. “Feel what you do to me, Bambolina”

Rosana moaned when he repeated the action twice until her lips started hurting. He was so big and she couldn’t wait to take him deep and hard. To trace her tongue on the veins that popped out of the surface and lick his prec? m. “Open” She did as instructed while he wrapped her hair around his fist. Slowly, he guided his c? ck inside her mouth once again and buried it deep down her throat.

Rosana placed her hands on his thighs as she tried to take in all his length. He was so big and no matter how many times she took him in, it still wouldn’t fit into her mouth. But she was determined to take him all in.

In and out, In and out, she went slow at first until she finally adjusted to his size. After working a slow rhythm at first, she got more comfortable. She flicked her tongue over the head of his c? ck and lapped up the beads of pre-cum before she took me fully in her mouth again.

Rosana took him deep and fast, her moans sending tiny vibrations shooting up his c? ck. Sergio watched her with intense fire burning in his eyes as he hardened his grip around her hair. He jerked her head backward and started throat-f*cking her. Deep. Hard. Fast.

Her gag reflexes shot up and her eyes watered as she swallowed around the length of him, her p*ssy clenching and aching for touch. He didn’t stop either and she did not try to make him pull away as his c? ck pummeled her throat.

His org@sm slammed into him like fireworks and exploded. He pulled out at the last minute and erupted, covering her pretty face with thick ropes of his c? m.

Rosana gasped and looked up at him only to find a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. She had expected him to c? m in her mouth but he ended up dumping it on her face. What a good way of appreciating her for a job well done.

She remained on the floor, watching as he tucked himself inside his trouser. His c? m had already started drying on her face. When he was done, he pulled her up, throwing her over his shoulders. Before she could protest, he laid her on the table and looked down at her with dark eyes.

“Take off your panties” Her body suddenly went on fire and it felt like she was going to explode. She quietly took it off and pressed her thighs together. “Are you trying to hide what is mine from me, hmm?”

Rosana gulped and shook her head in response. When he didn’t make any move to touch her, she parted her legs and covered her face with her palms. She was utterly mortified because dripping wet. She couldn’t help it the moment she laid eyes on his hard c? ck.

“Hmm…” Sergio groaned, ravishing the sight with his dark eyes. He placed his hands on the table, beside her and leaned closer to take a proper look. “So beautiful!”

Pure lust and adrenaline injected into her veins as she finally uncovered her face and looked into the eyes of the devil, waiting for him to devour her until she was no longer able to breathe.

He inhaled and exhaled, his hot breath falling on her open p*ssy and wetness. She squirmed and covered her face with her palms once again, unable to endure his torment. Her pulse roared in her veins and her nervous system was about to explode.

Sergio repeated the action and earned a throaty moan from her. She was panting heavily and waiting for his touch, her walls clenching and throbbing in anticipation. Why was he taking so long?

She finally looked up when he didn’t touch her and saw an evil smirk plastered on his face. Before she could get back her senses, he pulled away from her and arranged his suit, leaving her a complete mess.

“What are you…” She paused and bit her lips, trying to control the anger, disappointment, and embarrassment that surged through her veins. Her p? ssy was still open and dripping wet, waiting for him to ravish and satisfy it.

“I do keep to my words, Bambolina”Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

She furrowed her brows and raised her upper body with her elbow. “What word?”

“I will not give it to you, even if you beg so hard for it”

Her pupils dilated as she remembered how she rejected him the last time. She even added that she will never beg him for anything. Now it had come back to haunt her.

“Oh, please… You cannot do this”

“I have done it already, Bambolina” He replied with a smirk and tucked both hands inside his trouser pocket. “Now be a good girl and cover that p? ssy for me, hmm?”

Humiliation and frustration ate at her insides like burning acid. She was tempted to run after him and beg him to finish what he started. Her body was still on fire and the heat was maddening. How could he leave her this way? She seethed, fisting her hands beside her.

Damn him for remembering what she had said. She didn’t take it seriously because she said it out of anger. But he remembered and wore it around him like a cloak. What a man he was.

Angrily, she got down from the table, ignoring her wetness and how it smeared her upper thighs. She grabbed her phone and bolted towards the door.

“Aren’t you forgetting something, Bambolina?” Sergio asked, causing her to halt. He glanced at the table behind her and back to her.

“I do not think I need it anymore,” Rosana replied without looking back. She didn’t have to because she knew he was talking about her laced underwear on the table.

“And where are you going?” He asked when she walked past him.

“To find someone better who would finish what you started”

“What. Did. You. Just. Say?” He demanded, the syllables grating against his tongue. His voice alone could nail the terror to her anxious limbs.