Taken By The Mafia Lord

His eyes were hard and full of lust and he let his lips graze the bare skin of her breast causing her heart to quicken and her nipples to harden from the stimulation.

If Arianna ever had self-doubts about her body, the molten look of desire from Marcel was enough to correct that. He looked at her as if she was the best thing that ever happened to him and at that moment, she was the only that mattered in his eyes.

That single look made her core arch and she needed pressure between those legs. She wanted him. Arianna needed him quickly to soothe the fire running through her veins, but Marcel was in no mood for a quickie.

His tongue flicked out to tease her nipple and she gasped loudly, shivers running down the length of her spine. Marcel use his tongue to circle her areola, intentionally flicking across her nipples once in a while but he wouldn't give her what she wanted.

So when Arianna reached out to yank his head and do the work herself, Marcel grabbed her wrist and pinned it over her head with a grin. This was what he wanted, Arianna realized late and she couldn't get out of his strong grip.

Marcel captured her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and she moaned loudly. Her eyes lulled close as her nerve endings tingled with pleasure.

"Marcel…" Arianna began to writhe on the bed from what he was doing to her body. Marcel proceeded to release one of his hands, pinning her hands with one grip while his now free hand moved to her other free breast and pinched her nipple so hard she yelped.

But that pain only gave way to pleasure as the double stimulation turned her on and she was grinding against him. Marcel held her in place and continued to lick and suck at her breast till she was bucking hard and crying for mercy.

Since Marcel couldn't eat her out, he was taking it out on her sore and overstimulated breast and the throbbing in between her legs had not been satisfied.

Marcel finally let go of her hands and kissed down her neck and chest. She feel his calm and steady hand slip her panties down her legs as if he didn't want to startle her considering her special condition. She was wearing a tampon and it was not yet filled.

"It's okay," Marcel assured her when he felt her body slightly tense up, "This is part of your body process and it's totally normal."

He leaned over to murmur naughtily into her ears, "In case you haven't noticed, you don't even need to get wet, it's enough lubricant." He added immediately, "We might even try the ass if my dick's coated enough,"

"Seriously," Arianna hit him on the chest playfully. Thanks to that, the tension began to leave her body and she relaxed, if anything, she was full of anticipation.

Marcel pushed her closer to him but didn't go in right away. He took his cock in his hand and roughly fisted it before leaning over her body and crushing his lips to hers. The intense kiss was a distraction because while she kissed him back, Marcel's hands carefully moved to the tampon's string and pulled it out only to fill her hole with his cock.

She moaned loudly which he swallowed into his mouth, kissing her more fiercely as he drove his cock into her all the way to the base. Arianna cried out, feeling the way his huge cock stretched her inner wall and she found herself gasping for breath.

She felt so full.

Marcel pulled back and let her catch her breath.

"Are you okay?" He asked out of concern.

"Yes," Arianna breathed, her walls clamped around him so tight, it was breathtaking, literally.

"Now, show me what you got," She begged him to move.

Marcel starts out slowly at first before he picked up speed. He placed a string of kisses up her bare shoulder down to the slender curve of her neck as he moved.

He thrust in and out of her, making her head roll back and she moaned for him. Her pussy clamped tight around him as Marcel fucked her gently and affectionately. However, Arianna found out that he was intentionally holding back and he urged him to go faster.

But Marcel did the opposite.

He moved so agonizingly slow that it was killing her and she had to roll her hips to compensate for the loss, but he gripped her hips and controlled her pace.

"Marcel please," Arianna begged him. He couldn't do this to her now.

However, Marcel smirked devilishly, reminding her, "I told you, the one who starts it, isn't the one who wins."

Oh no.

She remembered.

Immediately, Marcel pushed out of her and flip her over, making her get on her knees on the bed.

"Marcel!" She called his name, but he was busy.

Sliding behind her, Marcel yanked her so her back was plastered to his chest and he placed his hand roughly on her breast while the other gripped her hips and thrust into her with one savage thrust that knocked the breath out of her lungs.

Marcel was circling his hips and hitting a spot so deep inside of her she never knew existed and had her almost seeing star. However, just when she was getting used to his delicious rhthym, he pulled back and slammed into her so hard she screamed.

"Yes…!" Arianna threw her hand back, moaning and panting for him, his huge cock driving so deep inside of her.

Fuck, she was going to die.

Marcel gripped her breast hard, quickening his pace as the pleasure began to build and build ready to burst. He drove his cock inside of her once more, planting himself impossibly deeper that she went over the edge, alongside him, and streams of his cum jet from his dick, alongside her natural emission, filling Arianna so much they dripped down her leg.

They both collapsed onto the bed.

Oh damn, the bed was already ruined.