MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 23: F***k, You Are So Tight

Chapter 23: F**, You Are So Tight

Marshall

"You take what I have to give you, girl." Her Dom ground out. Ten more, you can handle it."

Her a** was flaming red from all the blows she had taken and it made me think about how Angelia's a** would look like. With her pale skin, I could only imagine how beautiful she would look with either my handprint or with the flogger on her a** c*h*ks. Unable to contain myself, my hand slipped up on her thigh as we continued watching. Slowly, so f*g s***lowly as if she didn't want me to notice, she opened her legs, giving me more room to roam.

F***k, if this was how she wanted to play it, I am in. I moved my hand to her inner thigh, stroking her smooth flesh and my d** was straining my pants. This time, I did nothing to hide it. I kept wondering one thing, how far would she let me take this? Riccardo and Kingston's eyes were still on the scene but I know they were aware of what was happening in this room. How could they not? It was impossible to ignore the beauty in our midsts. What was even more impossible was not hearing the hitch in her breathing as my hand wandered upwards.

I could feel her heat radiating from he center and f***k it was turning me on even more. I leaned

into her and whispered into her ear.

"Are you wet for me, beautiful?" She let out a gasp at the question and looked up at me beneath her eyelashes and nodded with shame in her eyes.

"Say it

"Yes,"

it," I ordered, biting her earlobe gently.

she whispered back so quietly, afraid the other guys would hear her.

But sunshine, they already do. I would bet my uncircumcised di***k that they had their ears trained.

my hand on

wasn't her dominant but hell I couldn't

sir. She

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her mouth were better than anything I had ever heard. If only I could get her

awarding her as I moved my hand

soaked. Gosh, I wanted to taste her and if it hadn't been for my friends being here, I would have her spread out on the couch with her thighs on my shoulders. Rubbing ever so slightly, I watched her reaction. The scene in the other room is all but

thin material of her panties, she leaned back and rested against the backrest of the couch as she looked at me through hazy eyes at half mast. I dragged a fingernail down along her slit and pressed the finger inside her ***y as far as it could go with the

on

it. The guys the other hand, did. They gave up pretending to be watching the scenes and focused on her instead, their eyes glued to her

Holy

before placing them on her c***t. Each time she moaned, my d**k grew even more demanding. It was painful how it pressed against its confines but I didn't take it out. Riccardo never liked being a bystander and it wasn't any different now. He echoed my move from earlier, placing his hand on her other thigh. She jumped a little at the unexpected contact, her eyes opened and widened at

a finger circling her slit and she didn't object, so caught up in her lust. She closed her eyes again the second she slipped a finger inside her

loud now that she knew they were more than

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happening. She didn't need to hide it anymore. Riccardo pushed in a second finger, f**g

back to the mirror as he watched us playing with her. He looked pi***d but what was new? Slowly, she lost her shyness as she pressed her c*** towards our hands, riding Riccardo's fingers. The sight almost made me ****m in my pants like a kid in the middle of puberty. The scene in the other room was long forgotten as we played with

the tenth time we slowed down, denying her the o**m she was desperately in need of. Her voice

me." I commanded, I didn't like that she was hiding from us and that was precisely

train that out of her soon so that whenever we ordered her to do something, she would do so without

up my fingers when she no longer was

her shyness as soon as she

I prodded