ELIJAH (Book one of the Mafia romance)

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ves a gun from the holster in his suit jacket pla

but looking at him I weighed my strength over his. And I would not make such hasty decision. He wants me to dance for him. He gives me an option of saving myself and not

me and if I don't make it out of here alive, he'll alert his brother in the police department. Still, I'll be long gone before anyone finds me and who is to tell Elijah doesn't have the power to make a

d yet it seems like a lie to me because I want him to do more than a touch to me. He's really loving the cat and mouse game, it pains me to ac

Tory Lanez The take plays in the room. This is my cross, a devilish handsome sex

l chest to my very short dress I kick my leg out turning my back to him, I drop low twerking and rolling my waist knowing how much my ass jiggles whenever I do

seems to like that with the growing tent in his pants. Touching myself I turn facing him sensually dancing. His face remains stoic but his tent gro

ssing him, him touching me, lips trailing to my erotic regions as I moan for him. My body had a differe

an obvious thick dick print, I sat on him, on it. And its...so big. "Don't stop princess." His lips trail past my very s

his thick bulge. I felt his hand go to my thighs getting

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ark the look scary, like a hungry man he looks at the lacey thong fixing it in his pocket letting a sinister smile fall on his lips. It wa

He didn't move it, just rubbing my inner walls making me mewl and squirm. I tried fighting the moans and failed. His fingers drag along my walls, tapping, sliding and thrusting. Moans aft

ing harshly on my nipples. "Elijah, oh fuck!" He groans fucking me with his fingers soon my legs began shaking and I knew what's coming next as h

or me prin

expecting the sudden intrusion of him pulling me down on his dick. My bo

ht. He was so full in me and I was wet for him, I want him to fuck me like those people below us did, even more. Rolling my hips till I found a rhythm for us both, moans fell out of my lips throwing my head back riding him hard and fast. He groans pulling me close, his face buried in my

. Please make me cum

ver and over again. He was relentless and I love every bit of it, driving me to crash in my orgasms. He didn't stop, picking

in me. I slammed hard losing air when he hit that spot in me. Why do I have this feeling he want to murder my pussy? Slapping my ass h

papi." I

n the room. "Now watch them as I fuck you so hard that no matter how hard you cry they won't

nd scream loving the feel of his dick dragging the sounds out of my throat. He fuck me so raw and hard, I

t so wet, just how I love it." He breathes on my neck

cum and he gave it to me so hard my eyes roll to the back of my head arch

crazy right now." I held the window taking the brutality of his dic

esk. Crash of things is all I heard blinking away the foggy haze of post orgasms before placing me carefully on the flat surface. His dress shirt and jacket were still on him and his pants surpri

continues. I found myself getting wet and riding his fingers. Again. Pulling out, I

ams his lips on mine as I taste myself on his tongue. Tangy and

e smirks thrusting in me. Rolling his hips, letting me adjust to his girth, face to face he grins. Slowly pulling out to his tip he says as I watch his silver eyes

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