MY Possessive Mafia Men

MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 128: I Promise It Will Feel Good

Chapter 128: I Promise It Will Feel Good

Angelia

"It is okay." Marshall assured nte.

"I will get through it, I have talked to my sister and she has already started searching for online business class and will shadow me at work. I hope she will be ready to take my place in a couple of years."

"I have faith, it will all work out." 'I smiled softly at him.

There was a lot of respect to be found in a man who sacrificed so much for the people he loved. He was truly a great guy and the more I got to know him, the more I liked him. Yes, I definitely liked him and nothing more. Not now, it was too soon for love. "What about you guys?" I c I directed my question to Riccardo and Kingston, trying to push my own thoughts away. Work," "Kingston whispered gruffly.

"Well, I had planned to

"But yes, when that spend the day in bed with a beautiful woman but she was called to work at the last minute." Riccardo winked and I chuckled.

wasn't a t an option, I went to my club and got some work done too."

"Too bad about that woman, I am sure she wasn't all that happy to leave that bed of yours." 1 teased, though it was true. I hadn't wanted to leave him.

When we were finished with our food, I collected all the plates and washed them before putting them in the right place. Someone walked up behind me and snuggled into the crook of my neck and breathed me in. I just knew it was Marshall without having to turn around, there was some kind of feel to to each of their presence that made me able to tell which one it was before I even saw them. It was weird how attuned my body was to theirs. I leaned back against his embrace and sighed as the hands around my stomach started sliding up my body. He palmed I my breasts through the tiny layer of Riccardo's shirt and the lace Bra I was wearing. He found my nipples easily, his thumb was rubbing them to diamond point through the fabric and

I yelped when he pinched them hard, the sting sent a lick of fire through my body. You feel so good in my arms." He whispered against my neck, trickling me as his lips moved

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against my skin.

missed

spent a night with him but it felt like weeks. How was it possible to miss

missed this

I could feel eyes on us, on me and I knew the others two were watching. They were close by, much closer than they had been earlier which meant they had moved from their seats too. He pushed my jeans

ordered and bent down. With his foot, he kicked my legs out as far as they could go with my jeans around my ankles. They could see every bit of my p***y in this position but where I had once been shy and insecure, now I felt braver. Of course, I was still shy, that wouldn't go away that easily but with them, my shell I often hid in didn't seem to exist anymore. My breath hitched when Marshall's hand trailed down my stomach and over my pubic

us." He groaned, feeling how soaked I

him kneeling down behind me and used his fingers to spread my folds, baring my drenched hole for his and his friend's eyes. I let out a breathy moan as he licked a straight line from my c****t to my slit, his tongue poking my entrance. He moved his hands to could s my a*** and held me in place as he began to lap

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your taste." He mumbled against me and attacked my **y

decided they needed to check that everything was okay in here. For a moment, I had forgotten about the other two, lost in the feeling Marshall was eliciting in me. It wasn't until I saw a movement to my

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Promise It

held my attention

my ear. promise it will feel good." With that he positioned the round tip of the cucumber against my opening and pushed it in one inch and then pulled it out, He gave me a little more for each time he pushed inside, wetting the object with my juice and making it easier for me to take it. It was cold against my heated canal and I the sensation it created was a shock to the system but also intoxicating. The knowledge that this wasn't a toy but an actual vegetable made my p****y tighten around its girth and I moaned. The tiny fear

is taking it so well." Riccardo praised me from somewhere behind

like it? Do you like being f****d by a cucumber?" His voice was

Yes,

moaned and cried out when

The tip of

I

made the pleasure more potent. I pushed my hips back, meeting his thrusts with my own and this time, they didn't tell me to keep still. All I could hear was my ragged breathing and the wet slurping sound of the cucumber f*g***e. I could feel it, I

I begged, feeling the