Taken By The Mafia Lord

396 How Wet Could She Get

Arianna was able to relax under his touch and he took her into a kiss so sweet and sensual she was surprised he was capable of such gentleness. Her heart was thumping fast and hard in her chest knowing what was about to happen.

She took a deep breath and braced herself thinking that Marcel was going to thrust inside of her in the next minute, however, her expression registered surprise mixed with confusion when his hand moved between them and his finger went into her entrance instead. What was he waiting for? She had made up her mind already... but damn, this felt so good.

Her breath caught in her throat when the same finger slid through her fold, circling yet not quite touching her clit which had become hyperstimulated. Arianna groaned in protest and then rolled her hips against his finger, the quick rush of pleasure making her head swim.

She wrapped her arm around Marcel’s neck, pulling him closer to her chest and the sneaky Mafia lord took the advantage of their closeness to steal her taut nipple into his mouth, making her jerk a bit from the unexpected action while she continued to ride against his finger.

Blood rushed to her head as Arianna pulled him closer, burying his face in her chest as he sucked harder while increasing his pace and she was squealing loudly. God, this man would be the death of her.

Arianna couldn’t breathe, characterized by her gasping for air while she threw her head back, lost in this sensation. This was everything she wished for and more. Marcel nipped her nipple and she moaned, her clit pulsating with pleasure as her orgasm built on.

Everything about her was soft while her cunt was wet and hot, tempting him to just stick his hard cock inside of her, but he couldn’t. This was her first time and he wanted to make that memorable. Arianna obviously wanted him to get on with it but she was still not ready.

Marcel wanted her dribbling with wetness so that when he entered her, her juice would make his movement smoother and easier. He didn’t want to hurt her. So his finger returned to moving inside of her, thrusting them in and out of her while she ground against it.

Her breathing was so harsh that she was panting. He released the overly sucked breast and turned to the other one, taking it into his hot mouth and sucking hard and she exhaled a sharp breath. He was a man who believed in fair treatment and that was what he was doing.

.....

“Marcel...” He recognized that she was reaching that blinding light when her grip around his neck tightened and his hair was being yanked so strongly by the other hand that it sent pain to his scalp. But he didn’t mind that – because he was going to return the favor later.

She must sound like a pornstar, Arianna went red in the face at the realization after the pleasure rippled through her and she reached the edge. Her body was still recovering from the delicious shudders when Marcel pulled out his finger from her, showing her the silky strand of her wetness that stretched over his digits.

“You’re getting there,” Was all he said, staring at her cum as if it was a beautiful work of art and he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Her face burned in embarrassment at his action, however, that seems to be just the beginning because Marcel took that finger and put it right into his mouth, making a delicious sound that rumbled through her as he sucked her nectar off his fingers.

There was no way he was faking that reaction, Arianna realized because there was nothing but unaltered satisfaction in his dark eyes that seemed to burn through her. Marcel’s eyes were filled with nothing but lust and desire – for her.

Her pussy pulsated and clenched in anticipation, and as much as she sounded like a female in heat, Arianna needed him right now. If he wouldn’t give her what she wanted, she would take it.

Hence, her hand traveled down and grabbed his cock, her hand brushing over his mushroom head dripping with precum. Marcel groaned, the sound exhilarating her senses and she felt powerful. To think that with just a touch, she could bring this strong man to his knees? She liked it.

She ran her hand down his length, feeling his hot cock growing in her hand and her pussy spilled more wetness while butterflies grew in her stomach. Arianna was no longer scared of the pain, all that mattered was satisfying this fiery longing inside of her. She needed him badly. Arianna needed him inside of her.

Hence, she was about to guide him to her entrance when Marcel grabbed her hips, stopping her.

“No,” He said.

“No, what?” She was on the verge of anger.

“You’re not ready yet,”

“Fucking hell I am!” She growled at him and to make her point, rubbed her wet core on his crotch and he hissed through his teeth. It took Marcel all his self-control not to slam into her and satisfy his raging cock right now.

Does she think he had it easy? He was barely holding back else he would let loose the beast inside of him and ravish her till she’s whimpering and crying for him to have mercy on her.

Oh, that was for sure, he would make her beg. Punish her all of the times she played with his feelings. He would punish her for making a fool out of him, plus denying her feelings for him when things between them could have been much simpler.

“No, you’re not.” He easily overpowered her, pinning her hands over her head with one of his hands and leaving her defenseless except for when she ground against him and he groaned. He was right to have named her a fucking siren because she was one.

He whispered into her ears, “What I have in store for you, there’s no ounce of gentleness in them. So I need you dripping like a waterfall because that was the only way you would be able to survive it.”

Okay, when he does put it like that, it makes it sound dangerous. Deliciously dangerous and she wanted it. Arianna had always been excited about challenges, hence she was determined to see this one to the end.

“So do you understand?”

There was no response. If anything she lifted her chin in a show of defiance. As if she was going to admit that he was in control.

Suddenly, Marcel pinched her nipple harshly and a whimper left her mouth as he demanded, “Do you understand me, Arianna.”

“Yes,” She breathed, her nipples throbbing from the pain yet shockingly, they exploded into pleasure in the next minute. Holy fuck, she never knew pain was a sweet aphrodisiac.

“Good girl,” Marcel said and kissed her. He was the one in charge, he showed it in the way he dominated the kiss, his tongue curling in around hers and she only received what he gave her.

He kissed over the crook of her neck, only to speak into her skin where he sucked, “Be a good girl and I won’t extend it for too long.”

“Extend what?” Arianna’s eyes were dazed and she did not know what he was talking about.

However, she found out in the next minute when he shifted her hips and then cupped her bottom, feeling them before rubbing them on his rock-hard crotch.

“Oh my God,” Arianna moaned, her eyes slipping to the back of her head. It felt so good that she couldn’t help but roll her hips against him. But Marcel slapped her on the ass, saying with a smirk, “I didn’t ask for your help.”

Oh no, he can’t do that to her. Her legs trembled and she wrapped them harder around him to brace herself. She needed to touch him to take off the edge or heighten it? She had no idea.

Her pussy dripped more cum and her orgasm was much faster this time, however, just as she was about to crash over the edge, he stopped.

God, he can’t leave her hanging like this.

As she was about to complain, Marcel kissed her hard, distracting her from the longing between her legs. By the time he was done, the throbbing was done and she was able to breathe a little.

However, Marcel slid his cock up and down her wetness and her back arched off the wall, the pleasure hitting her in a double torrent. She shivered involuntarily, her stomach tightening as her body was overly sensitive to everything this time.

But like earlier, Marcel would not sink his cock inside of her nor would he give her the release she wanted. He would only distract her with the kiss and at the fourth time, Arianna couldn’t take it anymore. He had to stop teasing her. She was so aroused that her cum was dripping down her thighs. Just how wet does he want her to get.