Mafia Kings: Adriano: Chapter 33

This wasn’t the soft, sensual start from last night.

This was full-on, hardcore fucking from the very beginning.

He kissed me hard, his mouth pressing into mine with incredible desire –

And I kissed him back just as hard, needing him.

His hands were all over my body – inside my sweatpants, grabbing my ass cheeks, squeezing them –

And my hands were all over his body – his sculpted chest, his abs, his powerful shoulders.

Then he yanked my sweatpants down.

They fell past my thighs, and I wiggled my legs so they would drop to my ankles and I could step out of them.

At the same time, my hands moved to his waist and I scrambled to undo his pants.

My fingers brushed against his cock beneath the fabric, and I remembered just how big he was.

Was I going to be able to handle him again? Seeing that I was still a little sore from last night?

Given how wet I already was, I was pretty sure it would be okay.

After I unfastened his pants, I broke off our kiss so I could make sure I didn’t hurt him as I pulled his pants down –

And was very glad I did.

Because I got a really good look at it, unlike last night.

His cock was a work of art.

Seriously.

Not just big, thick, and long…

But gorgeous.

A slight curve to his shaft…

Veins bulging near the base, with curly tufts of dark hair…

And his pink head, swollen and huge, with pre-cum already beading at the top.

A little spider-web strand of wetness pulled away with his pants as they dropped to the floor.

I gasped and stared –

And then he was yanking my t-shirt up over my head.

I lifted my arms and let him pull the shirt away –

And then we were back to kissing frantically.

His strong hand cupped my left breast…

Lightly tweaked my nipple…

And his other hand reached up between my legs.

I was drenched.

I could feel it even before he stroked me and found out how wet I was.

I guess that turned him on even more because he forcefully turned me around…

Bent me over the counter…

And pushed the swollen head of his cock up against my pussy.

I moaned…

But he didn’t go in.

Not yet.

He kissed my back, my neck…

Reached around with his free hand and cupped one of my breasts, which hung heavy in his palm…

And then he sloooooowly eased his cock inside me.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh,” I moaned, my eyes rolling up into my head.

I could feel his swollen head going deep inside me, inch by inch.

I was so wet that he just kept going and going.

At the same time, he was rolling my nipple between his finger and thumb –

So there was pleasure up top and a TON of pleasure down below.

I groaned and basically collapsed on my forearms on the counter.

Finally he sank all the way inside me… his thighs touched my ass…

And he took his hand away from my breast and began to run his fingers lightly down my back.

Caressing my skin…

Tickling me…

Making me shiver from head to toe.

Then he put his hands on my waist…

And started to rock back and forth, slightly in and out.

I think he was making sure I could take him.

I could take him.

No doubt in my mind.

I was so wet and so ready that he began to go faster.

Then faster…

Thrusting deep inside me.

His hands gripped my waist, forcing me down on his cock as he drove forward to meet me.

The sound of him moving wetly in and out of my pussy –

The slap slap slap of his thighs on my ass –

It drove me wild.

What drove me even wilder was the places he was hitting inside me.

What with the curve of his cock and the different position, he was hitting entirely new spots from last night.

I was groaning and moaning with every thrust.

And the way he made my ass jiggle when his thighs smacked into it –

The vibrations went deep inside me.

Almost as deep as his cock…

Which was pretty damn deep.

I was slowly building to an orgasm…

I could feel that sweet warmth growing and growing…

And then he stopped thrusting as hard.

I wanted to yell Don’t stop! –

But he did something better.

He leaned over, and I felt his muscular chest and body against my back.

He cupped one of my breasts with his left hand and fondled it…

But his other hand reached down between my thighs and found my clit.

He began to caress it…

Softly at first…

Then firmer, and harder, and rougher.

He knew he could go rougher because I was screaming, “Yes – yes – Yes – YES!”

Meanwhile, he was rocking in and out of my pussy –

Not crazy thrusts, but enough to move several inches at a time.

Enough for me to feel the ridge on the head of his cock deep inside me…

And for him to fill me up over and over.

Those little movements –

Combined with the delicious pleasure from him rubbing my clit –

Made me come like a rocket.

I screamed as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me.

My legs started shaking. Like, visibly quivering.

I screamed at the top of my lungs for at least five seconds.

He slowed down his finger after I hit my peak…

Then went to circling my clit as my moaning slowed down.

My legs didn’t stop shaking, though.

He stood there, cock deep inside me, as I lay on the counter with my legs quivering.

“Oh my god… I don’t… think I can walk… after that…” I gasped.

He chuckled. “Okay, then, I’ll carry you.”

He pulled out and I was like Nooooooo –

But then I felt his strong arms under my knees and around my back.

I screamed and laughed as he lifted me into the air like a ragdoll.

I looped my arms around his neck and kissed him as he started walking towards the bedroom.

“Where are we going?” I asked, though I knew exactly where.

“To finish the job,” he growled as he kicked open the door.