The Mafia Don's Sweet Temptation

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the

erious r

the events that had just happened,

like nothing had happened? Was this

f warning. "I just saved your virtue, or whatever the fuck's l

t abducted me, not some dashing savior. I was

ryone in this club respected and feared him. They were terrified of putting one foot out of place. Even Giovanni, the mana

ic is

r and I moved over to him, my heels clicking on the floor. I

nd I gasped, finding myself on his lap. I tried to move but

huckled. "I do enjoy it. You're

ren

ulled me closer, his brea

d I hated it. Why did he d

because I couldn't

t to survive this. I knew I couldn't do tha

charge of my d

a? I thought you'd be

it, I

led slowly and found the cou

softly said.

ge of his brief falter, I shifted on his lap, and began to move once more. This tim

ing, but it was the only way I could

nder my movements. He was gazing at me with such heat and in

realized with

attention on me. And at

ore like

ere and then, in this corner of the club, no one

highs, the more I became aware of the bulge rising beneat

it couldn't compare to

, and his grip on

, just li

n't disobey

s chest and leaned back, my

felt like j

ther desire lay behind his eyes: one that I had seen so many times with

re to

smoothly this time as I

obody to turn to that could stop him. Who could eve

taking the lead. The music didn't ma

st my lace covered folds, conflicting emotions crashing against

use me as his pawn. He had all the oier and I had none. He was the Don of a mafia org

other

screw me silly, the way that I could only dream of. I wanted his hands on me

s too

in it. My whimpers became groans and moans and I leaned my head back, my n

, stop.

ut in a rush, m

led, and I could

air, and I coughed, tears filling

d the door, before falling to my feet. My thighs still trembled, and I reached my hand to press against my cor

it, I came with a soft cry, sha

.