MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 107: Cum On Your Fingers

Angelia

"Which one do you want? The vibrator or the dildo?" Marshall asked, his voice calm like he was asking me to choose between which type of food I wanted for dinner.

I had looked at the table, containing the items earlier so I already knew my answer.

"The vibrator, sir." I said Breathily, he gave it to me but didn't let go when I reached for it.

"What do you say?"

"Thank you, sir." I responded without thinking.

At this point, I was growing accustomed to their way and knew what they wanted from me. With a nod, he let me have it and returned to his position behind me.

"I want you cuming on your fingers, three of them this time while you use the vibrator on the clit." He whispered into my ear.

His words got me more worked up than I already was, a shudder went through my body as he spoke. Having not used this particular toy before, lifted it to look at the setting. It was pretty basic with one button to turn it off and on and two to change the settings to either speed it up or

slow it down. It started on the lowest setting by default and the sound drowned out my shallow breathing. Maybe he had chosen one that was loud just so it would bring even more attention to me and what was happening.

My stomach tensed as I brought the tip of the vibrator to my pussy, I circled my weeping cunt and gathered my juice before placing it on my clit.

"Oh my goodness," I whimpered at the intense feeling and it was only on the lowest setting.

My other hand went back to my wet entrance, the stretch was more significant this time and I bit

lip as I pressed

at them," he

much they

if he meant for me to look at

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my men as I fucked myself with my fingers. The crowd had been quiet through all of this or maybe I had just been too distracted to notice any sound made by them. To be honest, I had blocked them out almost completely, they were only

when it is enough." He instructed, done with letting me tease both

a few men were hard and a couple of women were pressing their thighs together. It was empowering to see the effects this had on them. Their eyes were hungry, although not as hungry as my men but it still made my pussy squeeze my fingers as I neared my second orgasm. But I didn't want to look at them when I cum, no that was only reserved for my men. Meeting Riccardo's eyes, I exploded. I couldn't even think well enough to remove the vibrator as my pussy flooded the chair I was sitting on. My sight grew hazy for a few seconds and when they cleared and I was

tried to collect myself. Holy Moses, that

go." Riccardo's voice filled the space, my eyes were closed as I worked on calming

and brought them down from the

well, baby girl. You pleased me very much." He kept his voice calm as he praised me but I could hear

step out of their comfort zone like that. I used to feel this way when I would force myself into a store when my anxiety was at an all time high.

I will take care of you." Marshall assured me as if he could read my

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and started carrying me. Only

eyes

as I saw the emotion in them, they were tender. Was he looking at me tenderly? And was I looking back at him with the same tenderness? Maybe I was delusional. I was out of my mind, I was tired and

I asked hoarsely, my mouth felt dry from my earlier scream of

take care of so he

I had thought we had grown closer since that night I spent at his house but maybe I had been putting too much into the small sweet things he had done for me. Maybe his cooking for me wasn't anything special, just that he likes cooking. Or the way he had massaged my feet at Riccardo's place, maybe he had felt like he

have seen the disappointment in my eyes because