Taken By The Mafia Lord

556 Breakfast Tomorrow

“Fuck!” Marcel cursed when he felt Arianna’s tongue on his cock. It was merely a lick of her tongue and he was beginning to breathe as if he ran a marathon.

The salty, slightly bitter taste of his precum was the first thing Arianna tasted when she licked his tip. Pride bloomed inside of her as the man lying in front of her shuddered at her touch.

He pulled against the restraint but he couldn’t get out of it and Arianna knew if his hands weren’t hindered, he would be the one directing her ministration right now, now he could only urge her on knowing he was as good as dead if she dared to stop.

Arianna wrapped her hand around his huge cock, still marveling at the sheer size of him and wondering how she was going to take him without gagging. But then, she had never been the one to walk away from a challenge, so Arianna dragged her hand up the full length of his shaft and Marcel groaned loudly, his cock growing harder in her grip.

Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she took Marcel’s shaft in her mouth, moaning as she swirled her tongue around his head, sucking his salty essence.

Marcel groaned, his hips bucking slightly and pushing him further into her mouth, moving against her roof and down her throat. Arianna took him to the back of her throat, her eyes watering as she fought her gag reflex, continuing to deep throat him. Marcel closed his eyes, breathing deeply, and Arianna drew back to breathe.

His eyes were dark with need, the heat in his eyes making her stomach unfurl with desire. So she leaned forward, finding her pleasure by taking her cock into her mouth once more. Arianna moved her head back and forth, taking his huge shaft in and out, using her tongue to stroke his length and her mouth was full of him.

Arianna reveled in the sound of his continuous groans, his face tight with pleasure. She kept going, her lips moving up and down the full length of him while he pulled at the cuffs without success. Marcel growled in frustration as Arianna continued her sweet torture

She spluttered slightly, however, Arianna refused to force him out of her mouth even when her lungs were beginning to protest. If anything, Arianna continued working him deeper, doubling her effort, desperate to see Marcel lose control.

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Marcel shuddered, trembling with release and a cry in his throat as Arianna brought him to ruin and he released a load full of hot cum that she swallowed down her throat, choking in the process.

“No,” Marcel didn’t even get to relish the orgasm because he was concerned about her, thinking that he had hurt him or something, but Arianna only grinned at him like an idiot. Even children were warned not to take things into their mouths, her cheeks reddened.

“I’m good,” Arianna told him, pushing away her sweaty hair that got in the way.

“Oh thank God,” Marcel threw his head back down on the pillow in relish, “Care to get the cuffs off now?” He didn’t want her to hurt her enough.

“Tough luck, my friend. But that was just the beginning.”

Before Marcel could protest, Arianna shut him up with a kiss, sharing his taste. She was not as fragile as he thought, it was time he made peace with that.

So while he was distracted, Arianna wrapped her hand around him and next her mouth was on his dick, sucking his balls one after the other while her hand pumped his length relentlessly and Marcel was moaning in a jumble of languages that she couldn’t understand.

But one thing was for sure, whatever she was doing to Marcel was definitely working and Arianna felt so powerful. This time, she sucked Marcel so intensely while working him with her hand until she felt his frame beginning to quake and when he came, Marcel exploded so hard that he saw stars and he released for over two minutes, exhausting every single seed he had in him until he was panting for breath.

It was fucking amazing.

Not minding that his cum was dripping down her chin, Arianna leaned over him till their lips were touching and Marcel kissed her as if his life depended on it. Arianna was fucking amazing, he wondered if she knew that.

Just like he does for her, Arianna cleaned him up and herself as well before going to unlock the cuffs on him. The moment Marcel was free, he grabbed her waist and without warning, turned her beneath him.

Knowing that Marcel would surely retaliate for what she did to him, Arianna was not startled when he had her beneath him in a flash, her hands placed above her head.

“I warned you the winner isn’t who starts first,” Marcel reminded her, his eyes hungry with need.

“You’re right,” Arianna admitted, “But then, you forget something important here, Marcel, I’m on my period,” Her expression was smug knowing he wouldn’t touch her. She had victory today and the next three days.

“Hmmm, such a convenient excuse,” He chuckled deep in his throat, the mere sound of it making her clit throb.

Damn woman, lower your libido, Arianna mentally warned herself.

“I’ll come back for you when you least expect it,” He promised her.

“Nonetheless, thank you for the good time,” Marcel kissed her on the lips, face, and neck till she was red with embarrassment.

“Stop it!” She pushed him away, trying to hide her face from his enthusiastic lips.

“What time is it?” Marcel couldn’t tell since everywhere was locked up. She really put a lot of work into making this work.

She checked her phone,

“Fifteen minutes past the hour of three,”

“Oh,” He said, “I need to go, babe. Where are my clothes?”

Arianna walked to her wardrobe and pulled it out where she had kept it clean and handed it to him

Marcel took the clothing from her and wore it. When he was done, he placed a peck on her cheeks, saying,

“I’ve got work to do, but I’ll be around for dinner.”

“Sure,” Arianna let him go. She needed the rest anyway. Her jaw was beginning to hurt from too much blowjob he gave Marcel.

Damn.

“Also...” Marcel remembered when he reach the door, “Adele is coming with that capable partner of hers for breakfast tomorrow, I thought I should inform you on time.”