MY Possessive Mafia Men

MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 106: Play With Your C***** For Us Chapter 106: Play With Your C****t For Us Angelia

I couldn't pull my eyes away from the people standing in front of our stage, waiting for us to begin. It was both nerve wracking and heady and the thought of them seeing me perform because that was what this was, wasn't it? When Marshall had suggested a public scene, I hesitated. While I wanted to do it, it also made me anxious but even as my muscles tensed, my p**y pulsed with needs.

needs.

The one thing that helped me decide was Marshall, I trusted him fully and I knew he would be with me the entire time. And maybe, this would help me overcome some of my struggles. The glow of the club made the place feel erotic and it helped. It would have been way worse if the light had been white and too bright. At least now, it felt almost like a safety blanket. They could still see me clearly but the dimmed lights made me more comfortable. "Get on the chair for me." He ordered, his voice had grown husky with needs.

The knowledge that I was doing this for him, affecting him this way was the confidence boost I needed to turn and walk over to the chair. A hiss left my mouth as I sat down, the leather was cold

to my

heated skin and making goosebumps appeared on my skin. My ***slid down the slatted chair, making my p***y curved upwards. The armrests were weird, too high for my arms to rest comfortably and had a strange shape. Marshall chuckled when I propped my arms up. "Those are for your legs, it will open you up more." He informed me and I flushed at these words.

What, it will open me more? D****t, why was that hot? But also very embarrassing. It was one thing to know what I was going to do in front of strangers and another thing to see my ***y up in the air like this. My heart stuttered in my chest and even with the music playing, I could hear my heart beat clearly. Could they hear it too? When I hesitated, he moved to my side and made me look up at him. His eyes narrowed in warning. "Put your feet on the stirrups now." He commanded.

cheeks as I did so. I was already feeling the effects this had on me, my p****y was slick and my cl***t swollen with the need to be touched. The stirrups were strangely comfortable, a bit chill but the leather warmed up

girl," he praised me and I momentarily forgot about the other

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covering myself. The pain

split second, it felt like I was floating all because of his praise. But alas, it only distracted me temporarily soon, I was once again aware of people watching me. I grew conscious of the slight chill on my "sy, I bit down hard on my lower to keep myself from taking my

people hunger for

peripheral vision but the same warning in his eyes as he had before made it clear I was to obey. The first thing I met when I twisted my head to the strangers' achingly familiar eyes. He was standing front and center demanding me to look at him. My breath left in a rush as I saw the heat in Riccardo's eyes even with nerves buzzing beneath my skin like millions of bees, I still grew wet. Shifting my gaze downward, I bit my lip for a whole other reason

as onto this as Riccardo and Marshall but it seemed like he was struggling with something. His hands were clenching with unclenching at his side and 1 desperately wanted to know what that was all about. For the first time since I met them, I hadn't been aware of their presence. I . I had been too busy, trying to block out the knowledge that

behind me as Marshall walked up to me, his nose tickled behind my ear

moved his mouth

his lust filled voice and all I could do was give a small nod

the audience. He had probably planned it like that too. Bringing both my index and middle finger, I held them in front of my mouth and let my tongue circle the tip before

With Your C***t