The Mob Princess’s Enemy (Mafia Ties #2) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Mafia Ties Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
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“Brandon!!! Yes! Yes! Yes!” she screamed, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she tensed, then seemed to splinter apart. I was caught in a red haze of lust, causing me to lose control from watching her come and I knew she’d handle the breach of my cock easier during an orgasm. Both of those factors had me surging up, throwing her legs over my shoulders, and thrusting ten inches deep inside her.

“Fuck!” I shouted. Her pussy was so snug; I felt the resistance as it tried to stretch around my cock. But, she was so wet, I was able to slide right in. “Damn, kitten. Shit, you’re fucking tight.”

The pain only penetrated her fog for a second, because I pressed her body into the bed, pinched her clit, and started driving into her fast and hard, hurtling her toward another orgasm before she’d even come down from the first one. The walls of her pussy were pulsing, squeezing my cock, desperately trying to keep me from pulling out.

She exploded a second time, and I slowed down a little, letting her catch her breath before I made her do it all the fuck over again. After a minute, she glanced down at where we were joined and her face registered shock when she realized I was still hard.

“I can’t,” she whined.

“You will,” I grunted. “Or you’ll earn yourself a spanking so your ass and your pussy will both remind you who owns you tomorrow.”

“But ... I—” I didn’t let her finish, just brought my hand down onto her left ass cheek, the sound ringing in the air. She was already so sensitive, she immediately screamed, her back arching, her pussy strangling me.

“Fuck, kitten. That was so hot,” I muttered, picking up speed. I spanked her other side and she crested up to the peak, almost ready to come again. Pulling out, I slapped her pussy, and then thrust back in as she tumbled into an orgasm. “Yes! Come on my cock, babe. You feel so fucking good.”

I lost it then, driving into her with abandon, only coherent enough to make sure her cries indicated she was coming with me. “One more, kitten. Come with me this time.” Her head began thrashing around in denial. “You’re going to come again, kitten!” I barked. “Fuck yes! That’s right, kitten. Get your cream all over my cock.”

Her writhing, her hands on my biceps, her nails biting into my skin, the chant of my name falling from her lips. It sent me into a tailspin, and I slammed into her three more times before we both reached heaven together. I came so hard I was seeing stars and my come filled her up, so much I could feel it seeping from her pussy.

Finally, replete, I fell to my back, rolling her over with me so she lay on top while I remained inside her. Still fucking hard. Her breath evened out and she fell asleep, practically passed out on my chest. I shifted her to lie more comfortably and felt the liquid dripping down my cock.

Fuck! I’d forgotten a condom. I sighed, this was sure to be a fight.

EIGHT

Carly

Waking up with Brandon wrapped around me was something that could quickly become an addiction. Even with my body aching in places I hadn’t known could be sore, I felt better than I had in, well, forever. Lifting up on an elbow, I shifted so I could check to see if he was still sleeping. The sight of his peaceful face, softened in sleep, made me sigh faintly. He was so damn gorgeous, I wanted to lay there staring at him for hours. Unfortunately, my bladder had other plans, forcing me to slide out from his hold and creep from the bed. Movement intensified my aches, so I grabbed my purse on my way to the bathroom and shut the door softly behind me.

Plopping down onto the toilet, I dug through my bag in search of some ibuprofen. When my fingers touched my burner phone, I realized it had been longer than usual since I’d powered it up to check for messages from Tommy. I turned it back on while I opened the bottle of pills that had been buried underneath it. Setting both items on the counter, I dropped my purse to the floor so I could wipe. It was a damn good thing I didn’t still have the phone in my hand because it would have ended up in the toilet bowl when I realized I had dried come on my inner thighs.

“Fuck!” I hissed, wracking my brain to come up with a memory of Brandon using a condom the night before. It was futile, though, because the proof was right there on my legs, plain as day—he hadn’t wrapped up his monster cock before shoving it inside me.



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