Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 424 Will I See You Again?

As soon as the door was locked, our lips collided in a fiery kiss.

I started passionately kissing her. I plunged my tongue in her mouth and deepened the kiss.

My hands ran along her bare thighs. I dragged her dress up and touched her panties. I groaned in pleasure finding they were already drenched. I moved her panties aside and pushed my finger in her tight hole. She moaned in my mouth.

I started fucking her with my finger. Her whole body shook and she came hard on my finger. I moved away and unbuckled my belt. Dragging the zipper down, I pulled out my long,thick, fully erected dick. That girl's eyes widened as she licked her lips. I pulled out a silver foil from my back pocket, tearing the packet by pulling it with my teeth. I took out a condom and rolled it down on my dick. In a swift movement, I ripped open her panties and lifted her by her waist, jamming her back against the wall. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I slowly put her down on my dick and both moaned aloud at the connection. The music was loud outside.

Nobody was going to hear us as we were loud. I started fucking her deep and hard, not stopping for a second. I was a dom and I liked it rough and hard. By the way, she was moaning, it seemed she liked it too. Soon my thrusts became urgent and faster and I came, groaning a string of curses. While the girl came on my dick at the same time.

I pulled out and disposed of the condom. The girl straightened her clothes. "That was amazing," she said.

in response, quickly tucking myself back into my boxers and zipping up my

Jessica," she said, smiling at

I replied with a smirk. "Thanks for the amazing time." And I

will I see you

done type. Thanks," I said rudely, leaving her shocked and trying to process my words. Without saying goodbye to my

Mom, I'll be

on the phone. "I'm on my way. Just going to pick up Bella." Despite being a billionaire playboy, Bella was my childhood friend, and I cared about her

other since we were kids. She was a simple

earned a scholarship

any mind. The only boy who mattered to her was her best friend-me. I was rich, attractive, and considered one of the most desirable bachelors around (I knew it sounded conceited, but I couldn't help it). However, she knew that I saw her differently from other boys. I cherished her like my baby sister since she was ten years younger than me. I

my number. They saw her as a way to introduce themselves to me. I knew Bella enjoyed having a special role in my life because everyone knew how much she

as I remembered it