Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6 by Olivia Thorn

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.

I hissed. “I’ve got to go back to my room

that,” Valentino

be – it was fucking

as hard, then pulled away and tilted his head towards

“You ready?”

I nodded nervously…

he opened the

We peeked out.

nobody

with one hand, him standing there

the part where it was going

said, This was fun,

stuttered and stumbled and said something like,

I hated that.

had the absolute best sex of my life – by a country mile – with the hottest guy I’d ever been with, and it was probably

But…

good things must come to an end,

“Well…” I started –

surprised me by

inside my blouse and cup my left tit,

flat, I was ready

So ready.

back, gave me that million-dollar

walked out of the

fifteen seconds, not knowing what the fuck had just

then I saw the clock on

6:12.

SHIT!

as I could in the darkness all the

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

6:21.

coworkers would be

Fuck!

signs of what

all over the floor of the

on my hands and knees and picked up every

realized there were big dollops of

mine – probably

ran back out, got paper towels, and cleaned everything

sniffed

somebody had had

the pantry door open and

finally got a box of matches and lit one after the other, hoping to disguise

I was back at my station, chopping onions like nothing

walked in three minutes

turned to me.

morning,” I said, blushing hard at saying something so embarrassing. “So I tried to cover

front of me. “What did you do, spend half the morning

go faster,”

And I did.

still running behind. The

it was worth