Chapter 98

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 98 At first I looked around and panicked about where we were – a church, of all places! –

But when I felt his hard cock under his pants, I just moaned and closed my eyes.

His mouth kissed my neck, then went lower –

Until he slipped the top of my dress off one shoulder, pulled down one cup of my bra, and was sucking on my nipple.

I groaned and fumbled blindly with his belt since I still had my eyes closed.

I didn’t want to see the people in the stained glass window – or think about them seeing what I was about to do.

I think I was taking too long, because Valentino finished unbuckling his pants for me. He unzipped his fly –

And suddenly I felt his hard cock in my hand, hot and thick.

I caressed his shaft and felt it stiffen even more.

He groaned –

And then his hands were hiking my dress up to my thighs.

His fingers hooked my underwear and pulled it down.

I quickly stepped out of them, leaving them on the wooden floor.

He pulled up my dress again –

Grabbed my ass and hoisted me up –

And as I looped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, I felt the firm pressure of his head between my lips.

“Oh!” I cried out as he pushed inside me.

First the thick, swollen crown –

Then the first couple of inches, which he withdrew till only the tip was inside me –

Then in and out, little by little, until most of his cock was covered in my wetness.

Then he plunged all the way inside me.

I kept my eyes closed as I cried out in ecstasy.

And then he began fucking me –

Right there in the middle of the chapel.

I moaned and shrieked as he thrust inside me, fwop fwop fwop fwop.

At one point, I opened my eyes in a daze –

And remembering where I was, I shut them again immediately.

Suddenly Valentino was walking with his cock still inside me.

I felt cool stone press against my back –

And he began fucking me against the wall of the church, harder and faster.

I couldn’t control myself.

As I came, my screams filled the rafters of the chapel.

And then I came again.

And again.

The wrongness of what we were doing –

The sacrilege of where we were doing it –

It made it so dirty.

And raw –

And nasty –

And sinful –

And sweet.

So, so sweet.

I needed this.

I wanted this.

I wanted him.

And if she was going to get to marry him here –

Then at least I got to fuck him here.

To claim him here.

To make him mine one last time.

I guess he got tired of holding me up because he gently lowered me to the floor.

Once I was lying down, he began whispering passionately in my ear as he fucked me even harder.

“Baby –

“Oh, fuck, Cat –

“Your pussy –

“You feel so good –

“I want to fuck you forever –

“To be inside you forever...”

I’m going to hell for this for SURE, I thought –

But as long as I was already going to hell, I was going to enjoy the ride.

And holy shit, did I enjoy the ride.

I came over and over, with one orgasm blending into another, until I didn’t know where one started and the next began.

Valentino kissed me hard, his tongue in my mouth, sliding over my tongue, and he groaned.

I felt him explode deep inside me –

His cum, thick and hot, filling me up.

I came even harder and screamed even louder.

When it was over –

When the spasms of his cock slowed down, then finally stopped...

And my own orgasm was fading into a pleasurable hum all over my body...

I realized what I’d done and cringed in shame.

I’d let him fuck me...

And then come inside me...

On the floor of a church.

Specifically, on the floor of the church he was getting married in tomorrow.

To another woman.

I’m going to hell, I’m going to hell, I KNOW I’m going to hell...

But in that moment?

Getting to have him one last time –

In one of the most passionate moments we’d ever shared?

It was worth it.