Taken By The Mafia Lord

Arianna and Marcel were so scared by the experience that they felt the aching need to connect intimately. The thought consumed the both of them so intensely Marcel impatiently clawed at her clothing till she was left in only her undies.

It was at that moment that Arianna realized Marcel must have changed her out of her backless gown after she fainted. Not that she was complaining or something, she preferred him changing her anyway and hoped he had his fill of her. If only Arianna knew that Marcel was more worried about her that he didn't have the time to admire her body.

He kissed her on the lips, driving his tongue into her mouth and moaning, unable to resist a taste of her before he kissed her jaw, then her collar, and moved down between her breast and she shivered in response.

Marcel licked his lips, eager to devour the meal set before him and the sight looked hot to Arianna, especially with the dark lust in his eyes. She tried to clench her thighs when her clit throbbed but because he was lying in between her legs, she only ground her hips against his arousal stretching hard against his pants, and formed a huge tent there.

He groaned out a response and lifted the focus from her breast and instead ran his mouth down her stomach to the edge of her sexy red panties. There was just something stimulating about the color red and Arianna wore it well for him. Marcel didn't even know that the color had become his favorite until now.

"Fuck!" Arianna gasped when Marcel tugged the material of the panty between his teeth till he rolled down her legs and she pulled out of it, exposing her wetness to him. Marcel didn't waste any seconds burying his face into her pussy and began to eat her out.

"Marcel!" She cried out, her back arching instinctively but he pushed her back down with his strong arms and lapped at her incessantly till her hips were bucking and she was close to coming.

Then Marcel drove his tongue into her tight hole, thrusting in while his finger stroked against her clit and her thighs quivered, fighting hard not to arch off the bed again. And the moment Marcel increased his pace, Arianna fell apart and came with a loud moan. But Marcel spent his time feasting on her pussy until she came the second time.

He then moved from her legs, kissing her hard as he laid claim to her body. "All mine," Marcel murmured against her mouth while kissing her hard and deep and she kissed him back with the same fiery passion.

Arianna cried out in delight when Marcel squeezed her tit, introducing two fingers into her cunt once again while pulling her bra up, his hungry mouth finding her nipples.

He would be the death of her, Arianna decided as she clenched around his fingers thrusting mercilessly into her, branding her with his touch. He bit her nipples hard and the double stimulus sent her crashing over the edge. She gasped, riding out her orgasm, and this time, Marcel had the good grace to pull his fingers out of her, however, he focused his wicked attention on her breast. He nipped, sucked, and squeezed her breasts till she was moaning and arching to be filled by him.

Marcel's hands hurriedly traveled to his flyers while she tore at his buttons, ripping some in the process, not that she cared at the moment. In no time, the both of them were naked, Marcel's hands caressing her womanly curves while she let her hands wander down his taunt chest before wrapping her hand around his huge dick.

The temperature of his cock ran hotter than the rest of his body and it seem to grow bigger in her grasp. Arianna run her hands up and down his length and Marcel groaned, before lifting her chin and kissing her filthily. But Arianna didn't let the kiss distract her as she continually pumped the length of his cock with her hands.

Just when Marcel sensed he was close, he pushed her back on the bed and followed after her. Spreading her legs, Marcel guided his cock to her entrance and thrust himself inside of her.

"Marcel!" Arianna screamed his name, her hands digging into his back as he sheathed himself to the hilt and her pussy tightened around him. He filled her and the sensation was Heavenly. It also quenched the fear inside of her from the dream as she pushed the memory to the back of her mind and focused on the present.

Marcel began to move and surprisingly, he was gentle with her as if he wanted to worship her body. His thrust was longer and deeper as he continuously hit her G-spot and Arianna could only moan and writhe beneath him.

She wrapped her legs around his bottom, driving him deeper into her while she wrapped her hand around his neck while the other dug into his hair. She lifted her hips, facilitating his thrust and Marcel quickened his pace, but he still wasn't hard on her like the other times they had sex. It was completely shocking to Arianna that he could be this gentle in the act of lovemaking.

Then his finger found her clit and began to stroke her at the same rhythm of his thrusts and she felt the pleasure building. By the time, Marcel pulled out of her only to slam himself into her, Arianna came with a scream, but Marcel continuously pulled back only to slam back into her as he found his own release. Marcel exploded inside of her, spilling every drop of his seed into her as they hung into each other, riding out their orgasm together.

Marcel didn't pull out of her immediately, enjoying the convulsive sensation of the aftershocks, relishing the connection they shared at that moment. He pressed his forehead against hers, lifting his lips, and kissed her there.

"You're safe now," He whispered against her skin, pulled out of her, and cuddled her protectively.

If only he knew that Arianna was not worried for her life, but his.