Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 12

We must have kissed for an entire minute when he pulled away from me and said, “Now you know why I told you to remember my name.”

I laughed, partly in embarrassment at how many times I must have cried out Valentino!

He frowned like he was turned on. “Oh fuck – I can feel your pussy gripping my cock when you laugh like that…”

“Oh my god…” I murmured, my voice husky.

I wanted to fuck him again, I was so turned on.

Apparently he was, too, because his eyes got all sexy, and he leaned forward to kiss me.

I leaned forward, too –

Not to kiss him in a romantic way, but a Fuck me RIGHT NOW! kind of way.

Right as our lips were about to meet, there was a creaking noise outside the pantry.

“Oh FUCK,” I whispered in absolute terror.

We froze and waited in silence –

But nothing came.

No footsteps, no human sounds, nothing.

Valentino laughed. “It’s an old house. It makes sounds all the time. Don’t worry, nobody’s up yet.”

But fear had thrown cold water all over me. “Yeah, but they’re gonna be! I gotta get dressed!”

He chuckled, lifted me off his still-hard cock, and set me down gently on the floor.

Once he was out of me and I was standing, I felt his cum trickling down the inside of my thigh –

And I wanted to fuck him again.

Even though my pussy was sore from his size, and all the muscles in my belly had gotten the workout of my life from all those orgasms –

I wanted to fuck him again. For HOURS.

I looked down longingly at his wet, shining cock and wished we could keep going.

“Here,” he whispered, bending to the floor. He picked up his shirt and handed it to me. “Use this to clean up.”

“Are you sure?” I asked, shocked.

It was an odd bit of chivalry – but it was still chivalrous all the same.

“Of course.”

I used his shirt to mop between my legs.

It was a good thing I did, because there was a lot to clean up.

He shoved his cock back into his pants and buckled up. I was actually sad to see that gorgeous thing disappear from sight.

I stepped back into my sopping-wet thong and remembered my blouse no longer had most of its buttons on it.

got to go back

that,”

was fucking hot,” I purred, and

twice as hard, then pulled away and tilted his

“You ready?”

I nodded nervously…

opened the pantry

We peeked out.

nobody in the

holding my blouse closed with one

the part where it was going

he said, This was fun, but it can’t happen

we both stuttered and stumbled and said something

I hated that.

mile – with the hottest guy I’d ever been with, and it was probably going to be the last

But…

must come to an end, I

“Well…” I started –

he surprised me by bending over and kissing me

cup

was ready

So ready.

back, gave me that million-dollar smile, and winked.

out of the kitchen,

stood there for about fifteen seconds, not knowing what the fuck had

I saw the

6:12.

SHIT!

ran as quietly as I could in the darkness all the way across the mansion

I got to my room, I changed my underwear, put on a bra and a new

6:21.

coworkers would be showing up

Fuck!

looked around for signs of

there were buttons all

on my hands and knees and picked up every one I could

big dollops of wetness on the

mine –

out, got paper towels, and cleaned

sniffed the

totally smelled like somebody had

open and closed, trying

after the other, hoping to disguise the scent with the smell of

my station, chopping onions like nothing

kitchen hand walked in

air, then turned to me. “Did you

said, blushing hard at saying something so embarrassing. “So

glared at the smaller-than-usual pile of chopped onions in front

faster,” I

And I did.

later, I was still running behind. The entire kitchen staff was irritated with

it was

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