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MY Possessive Mafia Men Chapter 133: You Were Perfect Chapter 134: You Were Perfect Angelia 61%

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I didn't know how long we stayed like that but finally, I was once again loose and relaxed. Only then did Kingston slowly start to rock into me, all the while continuing to switch between massaging my as**ks and stroking my back. His touch had a calming effect on me and the earlier anxiety at the thought of taking him there vanished. I honestly did trust him to know what I would be able to take and what I wouldn't. He would never push me over my limit. My a** burned as he stretched me but the pain wasn't as bad as I had thought it would be. Riccardo had already gotten me ready for him. Kingston took it slow, ***ng me with a couple of inches first before giving me more and he took his time. He made it feel good even as it stung. "That is a good little girl." He murmured, still stroking my skin.

I could feel him shaking from the restraints he was showing as he f***ed me with care. This was a new side of him I had never met before, he was almost sweet which wasn't a word I ever thought I would use to describe him.

"I am almost all the way in." He informed me.

I

I wanted to say something back but I couldn't, I couldn't even breathe. It felt like he was taking up all the space I had as if he was rearranging my or**ns to make him fit. While he wasn't the longest, he definitely was the biggest and I couldn't feel that now. When he was finally seated all the way inside, he held still and let me grow accustomed to the feel of him. As he started to move, sparks of pleasure along with a hint of delicious burning built inside my body. I was honestly shocked I had more in me to give.

I moaned at him as he grabbed my a** with his hands roughly, letting him know without words that I wanted more of this, of him taking control and being rough with me. I wanted him to be the dominant I knew, as much as I appreciate him being sweet with me in the beginning. Sweet wasn't him and that was what I wanted most of all to have the real him. He growled as he gripped my a*ks tightly and started to f**k me with the fierceness I was used to with him. He pulled back in a slow motion until only his tip was inside me before slamming back in and filling me with all of him in one harsh thrust. The pleasure I felt at his rough f***ing override the pain but I knew I would definitely feel the ache come morning. the millionth onth time today, tears wetted my eyes as my nerves sang. The intense pleasure I felt bordered on too painful. He spread my a****ks and I could feel his eyes on my a*** watching me 14:40 Tue, Oct 29 29 Sh Chapter 133: You Were Perfect

take his length in my hole. He cursed as he watched and his d***ck twitched inside me. Soft moans, grunting and skin hitting skin filled the space between us. His pelvis slammed into my **, rocking my body forward with his forceful movement. Pleasure spread around my stomach as I I climbed I higher and higher and my hands clutched the sheet beneath me in tight fit, desperately trying to hold on to something as the blissful buzz rose inside me.

side of my neck, choking me. I ***m harder than I had ever had, my body shuddered beneath him and just when I couldn't take anymore, he let go of my throat. Entirely in control of how much I could handle. He grunted softly as he followed me over the edge and I felt my mind

so I laid on my back. Pillows vanished from beneath me and someone put a soft pillow under my head. I looked up to see Riccardo watching me with the same tenderness I had seen in his eyes earlier. Along with the tenderness was a possessiveness that had my tired body buzz with renewed energy, although energy was a

if I didn't have a choice in it and the truth was, I didn't need to because he was

calming them, afraid that this wouldn't last. After all, this had started as a time limit arrangement but I slowly understood that this was so much more. We

was nowhere to be seen. The first one was as expected but not having Marshall here made

informed me, reading me as easily as

"Oh,"

sounded heavenly but sleep sounded just as good.

water, are you hungry?" Kingstorf asked, watching me intently and I shook

didn't know if I even had the energy to

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brushing wet strands

think so?

a breather. He stroked my hair soothingly like he was apparently fond of doing before Marshall came to let