Conquered by the Mafia Boss

Jesus, just look at her legs. She folds them neatly to the side so that I can’t see her pussy, just a tantalizing V. Beatrice smiles with a shy, “Who, me?” expression.

She knows exactly what she’s doing.

I kneel down and curve my hand around her tits, squeezing. She lets out a small noise, and then I suck her hard nipple. I flick my tongue across it as she inhales a sharp gasp, and then my teeth graze her.

“You want a baby so fucking bad, don’t you?”NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

“Yeah.”

“You want a baby like other people want puppies. Your body just wants to fuck, sweetheart. I’m all right with that.”

“Don’t mock me.”

I ignore her, continuing on. “You want a screaming little bastard to wake you up every couple hours for months on end?”

She sits up. “Yes.”

I agreed to get her pregnant out of lust. My dick loves the idea, but my brain? The part of me that still loves freedom? I keep thinking of her getting big with my seed inside her, and my cock won’t shut the fuck up.

Fuck her. Fuck her. Fuck her.

“What the hell am I getting out of this?”

“You get a child.”

A child. I picture it in my head-a small blonde boy careening into my knees and wrapping chubby arms around my legs, saying “Daddy!”

There’s a twinge in my chest.

“I want a baby with you, no one else.”

The flames flicker in her eyes. She leans forward and touches my cock. It’s embarrassing how quickly it grows in her hands. Goddamn her.

“I know you just want my cum and you’ll do anything to get it.”

And I’m willing to let you.

She ignores me and sits up, undoing my button and unzipping my slacks as she cups my balls. My slacks fall down my legs and she leans forward, kissing my thickening cock. It makes it twitch and blood rushes to my head.

“Is that such a bad thing?”

Frankly I don’t give a shit if she’s nuts for a baby. She’s literally begging me to fuck her. I can’t say no.

Beatrice drags my briefs down over my ass, until my dick springs free. She fists it and I sigh at the contact as I feel the heat from the fire on the backs of my legs. Her pink mouth inches forward, and I move my hips so that my cock slides against her lips. The warmth of her mouth swallows me and I watch as she sits neatly on her legs. Her tits bounce slightly as she jerks her arm and slides her tongue all over me. I grab the back of her head, already feeling the ache build up like fire. Irritating. Burning.

She sucks my cock like a popsicle, slurping noisily. She moans as though she really enjoys it, and she does. I can see the bright sheen of juice on her pussy.

I dig my hands into her hair and sigh when my cock slides all the way inside her throat. Her nose brushes my skin.

“Careful, or you’re going to get it in your mouth instead.”

My cock throbs with the need to bury it somewhere where it’ll do some good. Right in that pussy begging for me. I pop out of her mouth and the cool air hits my wet dick. She stands up and grabs my tie, and I’m just barely holding myself back from grabbing her fucking hair and throwing her over the couch.

She pulls my tie and her lips brush against my ear. “I want you. Not just for this.” She grabs my cock and gives it a squeeze. “Because you’re strong. You don’t take shit from anybody.”

Jesus Christ, I can’t think when she’s stroking my cock, and then suddenly warmth blazes under my skin. I still see the biker girl I was forced to marry. There’s still poison in my gut.

And I want to fuck her until she’s no longer recognizable. I want my kid growing inside her. Make me marry your biker bitch? Fine, but I’m not giving her back.

I take a fistful of her hair and lead her over the arm over the couch. I push her porcelain body until her ass is positioned perfectly, and then I rip a hand across her cheek. She spreads her legs apart and I slide my thick cock along her pussy, feeling her shiver.

It makes my blood rush to my groin. It’s so easy to just slip my cock into her pussy and feel the head slowly part her open for me, but I don’t.

“Don’t be a jackass. Just fuck me!”

I swallow my laughter. “You’re right that I don’t take shit from anybody. That includes you, sweetheart.”

I lean over and press my lips to her swollen cheek, and then I bite down hard. She squeals in pain, and I pull back, seeing the bite mark on her ass. Perfect.

“I’m sorry!”

“Good girl.”

And the side of her face that I can see collapses with relief. It makes me laugh. What a submissive little girl.

Then I slide my cock back to her clenching pussy. I push slowly. Her body shudders with a sigh as I enter her with just one inch. She tries to buck against me, but I flatten my palm against her back.

“Please-don’t tease me.”

“You’ll take my cock and shut up, or you’ll get nothing.”

I grin at her back. Basically it’s an empty threat, but she clams up anyway. I shove another inch inside and then I withdraw completely. It’s fucking painful for me. She bites her lip viciously.

“I changed my mind. I want to hear you beg.”

“Please, Jack!” she gasps. “I don’t know why you do this. I do everything you tell me to do.”

Everything and more.

“I love seeing you like this. You have no idea how hot it is to have some slut on all fours, begging for your cum.”

She stands up and turns around in my arms. I grab her wrists. She’s flushed with redness, even the skin above her tits.

“I want you, goddamn it! Stop teasing and fuck me!”

She hits my chest, and it’s not hard enough to hurt me. Her voice echoes in the terrace. I respond by curling my hand in her hair and yanking her back into place. I throw her over the arm again and fist my cock, aiming it right at her pussy. Then I shove hard. She lets out a yell. She squeezes around me and I pull back and hammer her again, giving her no time to adjust.

“This is what you want?”