Seduced By The Mafia King

s every inch of perfection up the stairs. After endless minutes of torture, I take my seat, praying that she

u got something cau

call me

to sit with you. Are you going to sit

u perhaps been stari

you when you can't

ng her in my presence, so close to me, is something that I have desired for near to a week now. Now, she

beauty she truly is? Does she not know how any man will crawl at her feet. The very way that I have done for the last seven days. Yet,

to love, but I know how to give. I shall give her whateve

of a choice? Well, she is mine;

n caught staring at her f

ve up or sit and stare at me

not get over how much yo

that? Or do you just have to call th

ly one that will be w

asps as I move closer, and my broad shoulders touch her. I see what

she is sitting here and doing this damn seductive thing with those supple red lips. I have never been known

of an inch and softly whispe

he tip of her ear, she but only

y, "I told you that you would whimper." But yet there is something more that I wa

she moves that fraction away, "Princ

you

soft and smooth; her deep cherry lipstick makes it slide with ease. She stops and nearly fo

pers, but her trembling lips only cause her words to whimper. I see my name forming aroun

low and can barely be he

, Hu

d be called without protesting, yet this is not what I desire, so I slowly lean

you

down to her lips and back to meet her eyes. She closes her eyes, and I move forward, closing that final gap between our trembling bodies. The

ter. I can

fused. Is she reje

what have I

n that I need in my life; you are n

here? Why are you

am here f

ot true. Please sto

wly. There is a long and painful silence between us for several moments

as you keep on chasing me. You do not know ho

woman; I would like them to be min

that is coming from your mouth. You owne

wrong to wan

it is something tha

I will simply take it. Every woman desires to be with me; why does she not want the same. Well, she is not the same as every othe

ve but another inch closer to her, she nearly drops

to kiss them, but instead, I put my hand on her knee and slowly run it up he

yet she lets it linger; after a few secon

are

ven further away from me. "I am not!" She snaps b

of her drink have messed over her legs, which tells me that she is feeling the very same

, you messed your

rry...I thoug

y thoughts of

ething li

es to you, my thoughts are

r eyes and leans into my touch. With a shaky breath, I pr

nte

cess, I crave

g that thing with her lip again; she is causing my body to tremble as I r

r, ple

of the night but the intensity of my touch. My lips roll down

ill you le

closer to mine inch by inch, wink by wink. I cannot contain myself anymore; I want t

ng next to me in utter frustr