THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

The last guest for the night was gone, and I placed my hand to my mouth, trying to hold back a yawn.

I wasn’t sure what happened between Sin and Uncle Carson, but I knew for a fact that he talked to Sin alone, which must not have gone well since he stormed out of his study, barely saying good-bye or looking in my direction before storming out of the house.

I tried not to be bothered by it, but I couldn’t help it. I wanted to know what he thought of my presence in Sin’s house and whether he was disappointed with me for having lied to him and everyone else about traveling.

It might not have been a lie at the start when I said I was leaving and thought of traveling the world, but I didn’t know that there was no way I could get away from Sin, not that I planned on leaving his side now.

Ugh.

I just wish Uncle Carson had once looked at me or even tried talking to me.

The sound of footsteps making their way in my direction snapped me out of my thoughts, and I raised my head to see Sin walking towards me.

“You did really great today, Amore.” He says, pecking the side of my forehead, and I smile softly, fudging with my fingers, pondering whether or not I should ask about Uncle Carson and if he knew who he was to me.

“I didn’t really do anything.” I said, but instead earned a peck on the lips.

“Why don’t you go freshen up? You look exhausted,” he asked, and I responded by raising my hands to him since I was feeling lazy and drained.

Sin looked at me with a smirk on his face before leaning a little, complying with my request. I yelped out in surprise; I expected him to carry me bridal style, but instead he bent down, holding onto my waist, and in one smooth motion, flung me over his shoulder, with my head hanging down his back and his arm holding me securely under my buttocks. The dress I had on slid up, revealing a considerable amount of my legs.

I gasped and flailed weakly as blood gushed straight into my head, but I was too exhausted to oppose him.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“What are you doing?”

“I have been trying to keep my cool since I saw you in that dress,” he said, giving me a slap on my buttocks as he started walking.

I continued to flail, which only caused my dress to rise higher. Realizing what I was doing, I stopped and let him carry me the way he wanted.

It didn’t take long before he walked us to the bedroom, throwing me down on the bed. His body hovered over mine, and his lips claimed mine in a feverish kiss.

Our lips formed into one as we both moaned, the pleasure coursing through our bodies.

Before I had the chance to deepen the kiss, Sin pulled back and began undressing slowly. His eyes, dark and filled with desire, held mine intently.

His shirt and pants off, he hit the ground with a soft thud, his smooth, muscled body gleaming under the moonlight. There was a large bulge underneath his underwear. He climbed onto the bed and crawled towards me on all fours.

“Let me have the pleasure of getting you out of this,” he said, and he reached out to me. pulling down the zip of my dress before pulling the gown up over my head and off. He threw it on the floor, and his lustful eyes racked my body, taking in the matching lace undies.

“Fuck, you are beautiful.” He muttered more to himself as his lips claimed mine again.

I wasted no time, sinking into his embrace and his kiss. Every thought and worry were put on hold as desire took control of my body.

Sin’s lips pressed against mine, thrusting his tongue into my mouth, while his hands reached behind my back and unclasped my bra, pulling it off skilfully. I moaned under his lips, wrapping my arms around his neck with my legs secured around his waist, when he lifted us up from the bed and walked into the showers.

He placed me down on the shower stall as he turned on the water, setting it at the right temperature, before his eyes met mine again, hungrily.

His fingers trail over my body, stopping for a second on my left bud before flipping it, and I moan. My lips parted in the form of a gasp at the intensity of his touch.

He carried on moving his fingers until he got to my waist. His thumbs caressed my waistline as he slowly pulled down my panties, leaving me bare and naked for his lustful eyes. He did the same to his boxers; his erection sprang up to attention, long, thick, and hard.

The soft, warm water sluiced down on them. The temperature was perfect-neither too cold nor too hot. Sin takes a bar of soap, turns me around, and starts to slowly caress my back with his soapy hands. My senses tingled at his gentle hands, which left spots of pleasure down my back.

He was touching me, soaping every inch painstakingly slowly. Rubbing, sliding, and moving, he is leaving trails of fire behind, and he is moving down to the swell of my buttocks, and I couldn’t resist the urge to moan. My whole body is tingling with pleasure, and I am becoming even more wet from desire and throbbing with need. He stopped just at the top of my buttocks and then turned me around.

His eyes held mine even when he proceeded to slide the bar of soap over my neck, down to my chest, around my breasts, under the breasts, down to my belly, and down to the patch of dark curls there before he stopped. I was now breathing heavily and almost panting with full-on arousal while also being frustrated at his teasing act.

I grumbled in disapproval, and Sin smirked. clearing up my lack of patience. He let go of the soap, and his hand found its way to my clitoral area, dipping his fingers inside me and making me gasp at the feeling of pleasure his fingers gave.

I groaned when he kept on teasing my wet centre with his fingers and thumb. He was pressing on my throbbing nub with his thumb and thrusting his fingers into me rhythmically.

My eyes closed of their own accord, and my hips moved against his fingers, moaning at the bursts of pleasure filling me.

“Yes, that’s it,” he said. He is moving his fingers faster, and my breath now comes in short bursts as water continues to sluice down on us. His breath was coming faster, too.

“Nikolai….” I moaned. I was so very near, and before I could reach my peck, his fingers were gone, leaving me throbbing so painfully, waiting for that release.

His lips met mine, blocking out my disapproving groan, and his tongue thrust deeply into me. I returned his kiss hungrily. My hands groped him and closed over his firm buttocks, pulling him to me and feeling his long, hard flesh pressing against my belly.

“Please…” I moaned.

“Tell me, what is it that you want?” he asked.

“You know, I want you inside me,” I moaned.

He lets out a soft grunt of pleasure, and I get a spike of excitement straight to my brain.

“With pleasure,” he whispers. I couldn’t say anything after since I was certain my brain had lost its function; all I knew was that I needed him now.

Sin spreads my legs; his fingers roll through my folds and tease me. He growls, and I feel his cock press against my soaking entrance, making me gasp for breath. His hands gripped my hips, sliding his shaft up and down my entrance, spreading me wide, and getting his cock dripping wet and drenched in my juices. I moan and want him to keep going-just rub my clit with the tip of his cock.

But he presses himself inside, and my world explodes in an insane mix of pleasure and pain.

I groan as he fills me. He groans and seems to like it as he pulls back and goes deeper, driving himself further and further with every slow thrust until he’s all the way inside of me. I pant, moaning, and he reaches around my hips to tease my clitoral region. There’s pleasure and pain, and it’s all mixing and mingling, and I can’t think because I’m so blinded by the sensations drifting along my body in sparks.

“fu… Nikolai.”

“That’s right. I love it when you scream my name.” He groans in my ear, causing me to moan and shout out his name again.

He grabs my hair and slides himself back. His strokes are rough. in and out, in and out. I moan into the night.