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.

I hummed in response, quickly tucking myself back into

she said, smiling

replied with a smirk. "Thanks for the amazing

see you

more of a one and done type. Thanks," I said rudely, leaving her shocked and trying to process my words. Without saying goodbye to my friends, I left the club, feeling no

I'll be there

a billionaire playboy, Bella was my childhood friend, and I cared about her deeply. "No, she hasn't answered my calls all morning. Okay, let me drive and

had known each other since we were kids. She was a simple girl with an average

had earned a

attention, but she didn't pay them 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

image. In fact, girls would approach Bella to get my number. They saw her as a way to introduce themselves

as I