Mafia Kings: Dario by Olivia Thorn

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Dario

Inearly lost control.

If she had stayed there an instant longer, I might have.

The feel of her breast beneath my hand – her nipple between my finger and thumb –

Her wetness as I circled her clit –

The way she screamed when she came –

I felt like an animal.

My cock was hard as steel beneath my pants. She made me so hard it hurt.

I wanted to throw her down on the desk, ravage her, thrust deep inside her and fuck her like a raging bull –

But she was a virgin.

It would have hurt her – turned all her pleasure to pain –

And I had made a promise.

I wouldn’t take her until she begged.

So I had to make her leave before I gave in to my animal desires.

She’d stared at me with wounded eyes as I yelled at her to leave – but finally she did.

I leaned against the desk, panting with desire, still smelling her scent in the air long after she fled.

I lifted my finger, the one I had touched her clit with, and tasted her.

She was both sweet and musky… like watermelon and a hint of cloves…

And I knew that the next time I ‘punished’ her, I would have to taste her for real.