Mob Princess

Chapter Twelve

Luca.

This was what I had wanted.

Yet so much more.

Her warm lips and hot little tongue made their way down my bare chest and I bit back the moan that was choking me as her tongue edged closer to my waist band.

She looked hot as hell in that position, kneeling between my legs. It didn’t matter where I looked, I had the most spectacular view in the entire city. Her breast was spilling from the satiny cups, a n****e just poking out of the lace. Pink and inviting. Or if I looked down further that perfectly round ass was up, dying for my hands.

She was still in the underwear, emerald green satin and her thigh highs.  Making her pale skin even paler.  She looked like my beautiful English rose yet her hands on my belt were frantic. I wanted to touch her, to toss her down and run my lips over her body like she was doing with mine, but I needed to give her this. This little bit of control.

“Aha” The button snapped open and she wasted no time. pushing the material down my legs.

I watched to surprise on her face, as I sprang free. The way she licked her lips and I couldn’t wait any longer. Reaching behind her I unclasped her bra and her breast tumbled free. Small and round, each topped with a cherry pink n****e that had already gathered.

This was turning her on.

I only had a second to gloat before the air left my lungs with a whoosh as she wrapped a small hand around the base of my shaft bringing the tip to her lips, her tongue snaked out. The tiniest of touch.

She licked the bead of pre come from my slit, her eyes hooded.

Oh, this was so much more than I had expected.

My fists balled into fists as she opened her mouth wider, taking the head of my throbbing c**k into her mouth.  Hollowing out her cheeks as she moved up and down.

Fuck.

I was going to lose control. The feel of my c**k hitting the back of her throat was to much. I wanted to ram myself down her throat, make her gag. Make her eyes water and her gasp for breath but I couldn’t. I couldn’t be that man with her. Not yet anyway.

“Alice”

Her eyes flickered upwards, and the sight of her. Beautiful eyes wide, bare breasts crushed against me with my c**k in her little pink mouth was almost to much. I bucked my hips, urging her to take me deeper.

I was going to shoot my load straight down her throat if she didn’t stop looking at me like that.

“Alice stop” My hands tried to move her, and I saw the look of hurt flitter across her features as she came off with a pop. Her hand wiping at her mouth.  “Stop”

Her eyes shone, was she crying. Why was she crying?

“I’m sorry” she hung her head. Gone was the sexy vixen who almost had me exploding uncontrollably like a teenage boy, this Alice looked so unsure of herself. “Did I do it wrong? I” More tears. “I’ve been told I’m not very good, but I wanted to do that for you. To say thank you, you know” She gave a shrug.

What the hell was she on about? Not very good?

She reached for the discarded dress.

“Where are you going?” I reached for her.

“I’m sorry”

“Stop apologizing baby, it’s my turn that’s all. I think it’s only fair I repay you after the best blow job of my life” I settled her on the sofa. Nipping playfully at her breast as my other hand pinched her n****e between my finger and thumb. “You’re not the only one who gets to play Alice”

I gazed down at her, and a smug smile crept across my face.  I had done that. More Specifically my tongue between her legs had done that. She had all but collapsed after her third orgasm. Her body turning to jelly under me and I hadn’t even got the chance to f**k her yet,

She had fallen asleep almost instantly, a stated smile playing at the corners of her mouth and she hadn’t even woken up when I had carried her to the bed. She had merely rolled onto her stomach; head cradled in her bent arms and made a contented little noise as I trailed my fingertips down her back.

She was so much more than I expected.

She was neither a spoilt mafia princess nor a prudish English girl.

I hadn’t been lying, that had been the best blow job of my life. And the taste of her….

I groaned. Couldn’t think about that right now, already I could feel myself swell, the need to wake her up with my c**k inside of her instead of my tongue was over whelming.

“You’re mine now Alice” I whispered it to her, knowing she couldn’t hear me. I needed to say the words. The phone ringing made me frown. Had I left it in the other room? Probably in the pocket of my jacket.

It wasn’t going to be a call I could ignore, not at Four in the morning so I padded naked into the room.

“Luca”

My father’s voice was stern, gravelly. “Father it’s the middle of the night” I sighed heavily as the barrage of Italian hit my ears. He didn’t care what time it was. All the old man cared about was whether the plan was coming together.

I glanced back at Alice’s sleeping form.

“Yes father, I’m with her now”

There was a chuckle.

The plan was coming along lovely.