The Mafia Boss Who Captivated Me

Shutting off the shower, I squeeze out some of the excess water from my hair and step out onto the bath mat.

Damn! I left the clean towels on the bed, and the laundry hamper was emptied this morning.

I walk to the dressing room just as Dante is coming through the other door. His eyes roam over my body as I stand, dripping all over his expensive floors.

"Sorry. I left the towels on the bed," I say as I tiptoe across the room.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

But he doesn't move out of my way. He goes on staring at me, licking his bottom lip like he's considering what to do next.

"Fuck, Kat, I honestly thought there could be no improvement on your naked body," he growls.

I frown at him. "Huh?"

"But naked and wet. Fuck!"

"Oh," I blush as he takes two steps toward me, and suddenly, I'm in his arms and my body is crushed against his, soaking the suit he only put on about a half hour ago. "I'm getting you all wet now too." I giggle as he squeezes one of my ass cheeks in his hand.

"You want to get wetter, kitten?" he groans before he kisses me, and I'm done for. I don't care about the towels on the bed because all I can focus on is Dante's kiss. A devil's kiss shouldn't feel this good. He coaxes my lips open, his tongue claiming every inch of my mouth as he sucks all the breath from my body.

I don't even feel him walking me backward until he breaks our kiss and we're standing in front of the full-length dress mirror. I can't see anything because he has his back to it and he's way too huge to see past.

He grips my jaw between his thumb and his pointer finger, tilting my head up so he can look into my eyes.

"Kneel," he orders.

I drop to my knees and reach for his belt, but he grips my jaw tighter, tilting my head again so I'm looking at his face instead of the bulge in his pants.

"I'm sure you're gonna be so good at that, but that's not what I want right now."

I lick my lips as he lets go of my jaw and starts unbuttoning his shirt. "Don't move," he commands as he steps away from the mirror, leaving me staring into it. I avoid my own reflection and watch him instead as he stands behind me and pulls off his damp clothes. He takes a condom from his pocket before tossing his suit pants onto the chair nearby. When he's naked too, he kneels behind me, putting the condom on the floor beside him.

My limbs freeze, and my breathing intensifies as my heart rate kicks up a notch when he moves closer.

"Relax, kitten. Watch what I'm doing in the mirror, okay?"

"Okay," I mumble as my body starts to tremble.

But then his hard chest is at my back and he pulls me a little closer to him. There is comfort in his body against mine, but I can't relax. Not with him behind me, able to push me down and fuck me at any given second.

His lips dust over the shell of my ear, and I shiver for an entirely different reason. And when his hand slides over the curve of my hip and between my thighs, I whimper. My body's torn between fear and anticipation of the pleasure he can bring

me.

"I'm not going to bend you over or hold you down," he whispers as his fingers slide between my folds, and he starts to rub the sensitive bud of flesh. "But I need you to relax, kitten. You'll be able to see everything I'm doing in the mirror."

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"Okay," I breathe as I watch his strong fingers dipping between my thighs.

Then his free hand slides over my breast, and he kneads one in his strong palm, causing wetness to pool in my core.

His teeth graze over the sensitive skin on my neck and his hot breath on my damp skin makes goosebumps prickle out all over my body. "Spread a little wider for me," he commands.

I shuffle my knees so that my legs are spread open, and his entire hand slides between my thighs before he dips two fingers inside me. I lean back against him, moaning his name softly as pleasure rolls through my body.

"So fucking wet already and I've hardly touched you yet," he groans. "You're gonna feel so good like this."

He sinks his fingers deeper, and I drop my hips, grinding down on him. "That feels incredible," I whimper as he gives me what I need, rubbing against my clit with the heel of his hand.

"You're squeezing me so tight. You're going to come for me and then I'm gonna fuck you like this, right?"

"Yes," I pant as the waves of pleasure roll through my core, making my thighs tremble.

"There's my good kitten," he soothes as the pads of his fingers press against my G-spot. "Let go for me."

Let go? I couldn't hold on if my life depended on it. I cry out his name as my orgasm shreds my body to pieces, tearing into my limbs with a million little explosions of pleasure and relief, like tiny starbursts igniting in every cell of my body. "You look so hot when you come for me," he growls, and when I meet his eyes in the mirror, the fire in his makes my skin burn.

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He slides his fingers out of me, sucking them clean before he opens the condom and rolls it on. Then he grabs my hip, and with his other still squeezing my breasts and toying with my nipples, he grips me tightly as he nudges the tip of his cock at my entrance.

"Dante, please," I beg him to take me. Because what he's already given isn't enough. He's merely stoked the embers, but I need the fire. And I know the exquisite relief of being filled by his huge cock is the only thing that will bring it. "I got you, Kat," he whispers against my skin, and then with a roll of his hips, he's inside me. Filling me so completely that I gasp for breath. The pain and the pleasure of being stretched so wide by him fighting for control as he drives into me again.

"Holy mother of fucks..." I moan as he wraps both arms around me, caging me inside them as he hugs me tightly and fucks me hard.

"I knew you'd be tight like this, but Jesus, fuck, Kat," he grunts.

I whimper as another orgasm starts to wash over me in slow, undulating waves.

"I can't wait to bend you over my desk and fuck you. Tell me you'll let me," he says as he runs his nose over the back of my neck, pushing my hair out of the way with his face. "Yesss."

"Good little kitten," he growls as he drives harder, crushing me to his chest as I fall apart in his arms.

Then he sinks his teeth into my neck, sucking hard, as he rocks his hips and finds his own release.