Free His Hostage: Valetti Crime Family (A Bad Boy Mafia Romance) by Willow Winters Page B

her tell me exactly what she remembers.
    “Tell me,” I command.
    She bites her bottom lip and rocks her hips a little. “You.” Her eyes go down to her waist. “Doing that.”
    “Eating you out?” That blush that suddenly appears on her cheeks is adorable. She nods her head, not losing any eye contact. I push the shirt up her body and she gasps as I pull her ass closer to me. “What else do you remember, baby?” Fuck, I’m so hard, remembering the taste of her on my tongue. I look down between her thighs and her lips are glistening with arousal. Fuck yes! I’m definitely getting in that pussy. My cock starts leaking and begs to be buried inside her.
    “I remember… tasting you.”
    “You sucked my dick.” I focus my eyes on her. “Say it.”
    Her lips part and her breathing quickens. Yeah, she wants me. And this time it’s going to go down like it should’ve last night.
    “I sucked your dick.”
    “Yeah you did, and you’re going to do it again after I cum in this pussy.” I smack her pussy hard enough to make her jump. “You’re going to lick me clean, aren’t you, my dirty girl?”
    I watch as her pussy clenches around nothing. She’s so fucking turned on right now. I dip my fingers into her heat and curl up to hit that sweet spot.
    “Oh!” She falls back on the mattress and her back arches. I smirk at her. I forgot how damn responsive she is. She’s too fucking good. I keep pumping my fingers in and out of her quickly, but I keep my pumps shallow, focusing on that sweet spot. I just want to get her off real quick to soften her up. “Get wet for me, Elle.”
    My words send her off and she trembles beneath me with the sexiest moan coming from her lips. I feel her cum on my fingers and quickly pull them out and shove my pants down. I take them off and toss them to the floor. She’s panting with her head turned to the side. And then just as I line my dick up, she does the same thing as last night. She closes her legs and pushes away from me.
    “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” I don’t understand the look she’s giving me. “You want me to grab a condom?”
    She clears her throat a little before settling back down on the bed and relaxing slightly. “Umm...” Her blue eyes find mine and she continues. “I don’t know.”
    “I’ll get one, sweetheart. It’s alright.” I move to get off the bed but she pops up and grabs my forearm to stop me.
    “No!” she yells out, a little too loud, and seems to be embarrassed by her own reaction.
    I give her a questioning look. “I don’t mind. I’m clean. So if you’re good, I’m good. But I can get one.”
    She gives me a small smile and then settles back down, releasing my arm. “No, don’t.” She swallows and opens her legs for me.
    Her submission is fucking beautiful. I don’t waste any time and settle in between her hips, lining my cock up. Her eyes close, and her head turns to the side as her breathing picks up.
    “Uh-uh, sweetheart.” Her eyes open. “I want you to look at me while I’m fucking you.”
    Her mouth parts, and I can feel her pussy clamping down on the very tip of my dick. I can't believe how turned on she is even though she's already cum. I grip her hips with both hands, tilting her just right and slam into her heat.
    Holy fuck, she’s so fucking tight. She’s strangling my dick. Her head pushes into the mattress and her mouth opens for a silent scream. Her pussy pulses around me as the head of my cock pushes against her cervix.
    “You alright, babe?” I have to ask, because she looks lost in a mix of pleasure and pain. But closer to the side of pain, and that’s not what I want.
    I rub her clit with the rough pad of my thumb and wait for her walls to loosen around me. I rock in and out with shallow strokes and feel her moisture pull between us.
    “Yeah.” Her head turns to the side, but she keeps her eyes on me. “More,” she pants with half-lidded eyes, and I fucking love it. Her lust and pleasure are