Page 23 of The Mobster’s Secret

“Are you sure? You were shot, Ivan. Shouldn’t we get you to a hospital?”

“I’ll be fine,” I reply. “I’ve been shot before.”

The way she’s looking at me now goes right through me, deep into my chest and the parts of me I’d forgotten existed. And as her eyes widen and her pupils dilate, whatever restraint I had left is whisked away, and I lose control.

My mouth finds hers, and I envelop her lips with mine, kissing her hungrily as my hands slide up her top. There they are. Those perfect tits. Round and plump, just waiting for my touch.

A moan slips from her mouth and into mine. I swallow it eagerly as I back her up against the sink. With one hand, I grab her ass and lift her up, setting her on the countertop. My cock pulses beneath my pants as I tug her shorts off with one ravenous motion.

There it is. That perfect pink pussy. And it’s mine.

I’ve held back long enough. It’s time to fully claim her, the woman who will stand by my side as my queen.

I break our kiss long enough to slip her top off and toss it aside. She’s now fully naked before me. But it’s not enough. I can’t just tongue that sweet pussy or tease her virgin hole with my cock. I need to be inside her, stretching her, molding her to my fit.

So I tug my zipper down and let my hard-on spill out. I press forward, leaving a line of pre-cum on her soft inner thigh. Inhaling deep, I fill my lungs with her scent as I tug her closer, bringing her glistening hole right up against the tip of my cock. She’s dripping. Gleaming. It’s gorgeous.

There will be time to take things slow later. But right now, I just need to be inside her. And based on the way her lips are slightly parted and the yearning look in her eyes, she needs it too.

Using both hands, I spread her legs wide. As I press my hips forward, I watch her innocent pussy lips spread to take me in. Christ, I haven’t even given her a warmup with my fingers. I just can’t stop myself. She’s too fucking gorgeous.

“Tell me you want this,” I say, staring deep into her eyes.

They glimmer back at me, so filled with life and passion. She nods. “I want this.”

Her words sweep through me like a rush of adrenaline.

“Take a deep breath, princess,” I tell her. She does. Her breasts rise, and I press the tip of my cock into her hole. She’s still virgin tight, and I nearly come as she takes my first couple of inches.

“Ivan…” she moans. I wrap an arm around her and pull her closer, thinking she’ll maybe loosen up a bit as I keep pushing. But nope. She’s as tight as a clenched fist. I start counting my breaths to distract myself from how fucking good she feels.

“Whose pussy is that, Willow?” I ask, watching as her juicy cunt takes more of my cock. “Who do you belong to?”

“You, Ivan,” she moans. “I belong to you.”

At any other time, this admission from Willow would be unheard of. She’d have some smartassed remark for me, or she’d change the subject. Her saying this now is a milestone between us. She’s not just giving me her body; she’s giving me all of her.

I thrust deeper and feel her cherry give way. She moans as her unprotected pussy takes my whole cock up to the hilt. I bottom out against her cervix, and she grips the counter with one hand and throws the other around the back of my neck.

“So big…”

“There’s no way I’ll be able to pull out, Willow,” I growl as I fuck her, moving my hips as fast as I can without coming. Each thrust feels better than the last. It’s like her pussy is getting tighter with each stroke. Tighter, hotter, silkier, leaking sweet honey down her thighs and ass and onto the counter. The thought of getting her pregnant has my balls aching.

“No?” she whimpers.

Right now, taking my cock, Willow’s face looks more innocent than ever. I grit my teeth and pound her faster, harder, wet slapping sounds getting louder as I grip her hips and pull her to me.

“You probably want to tell me to pull out, though, don’t you?” I growl, my eyes blazing. I rut deeper, stimulating that sweet spot inside her pussy that starts her body shaking. “Or do you want me to fill you up, princess? You want to feel my hot load spray inside you?”

She nods adamantly, bucking her hips back against me as I thrust. There it is. That flare in her eyes that got me from the moment we met. It’s like she’s challenging me to put my money where my mouth is. To breed her like she deserves.

I lean right in, pressing my forehead against hers.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You. I belong to you, my king.”

Her perky tits press against my chest as I let my lips slide gently over hers. “That’s right. And you’re my queen. I’ll give you anything you desire, Willow. I’ll keep you safe.”