SPEED DATING WITH A MAFIA KING

8. 1 BUTTERFLY PART II

I was obsessed with his @ss from then, perfect, not getting enough of it. My hands moved back, slipping from his pants to sink under his sweater and t-shirt. I felt his warm skin, scars all over yet I loved it as much, feeling his muscles.

His body froze, probably realizing what I had done. My lips glazed on his frozen ones, opening my legs wider only to moan when I felt his hard c*ck.

It was more than a surprise, moaning all at once. I gasped in his mouth, sucking his lips even more, wanting him so much, just this please.

I was rubbing my body against his, hands holding tight on his skin, gripping him tightly and even digging my nails in. He would never know how much I wanted him, so wet, even my pvssy was begging, throbbing and I swear I could feel my heart beat from there.

His lips just moved, hungrier than before as he took control. I thought I would die, moaning so hard as he kissed me deeper and sweeter my toes were curled, just about to come from that. He pressed his hips on me, his large manhood pressing on my wet s*x, having me to cry out loud. My hands ran back to his pants, gripping that ass and pressing him even deeper. My hips began moving on their own, rubbing on him and it was a feeling I had never felt before. Such hunger, such want and need.

His head pulled away, him halting in his act and nearly having me cry out loud. His hand came to the back of my neck, holding me tightly, his eyes on mine, trying to read me. I was drunk, drunk on his kisses. I needed him, I needed him so much.

His face was one of seriousness, knowing where this was going and it would kill me. No more rejection please. My hand slipped from him pants, moving to his neck, rubbing up to his face.

“ I want to do this with you. I don’t want to do this with anyone else. I have been saving myself for someone I love and I love you. I want to give you all of me, a part of me I could never give another, never to be felt by another.” I spoke out, sincere with my words. Whatever that would happen, I wanted him to have this piece of me and I have the memory of him, of us like that.

“ I don’t deserve you.” He whispered, lowering back to me to slowly claim my lips.

“ You deserve better.” I said back, my arms wrapping around his neck as we kissed. Our bodies rolled on the bed to roll again, sinking into each other with my whole body trembling with want and excitement of what was to happen.

In that moment I was happy, pure happiness. In that moment I was his, all his. In that moment he stared at me with such eyes it made me feel like the most beautiful, the most special girl. His kisses went down my neck, moving lower to grip my sweater only to pull it out. It all seemed to be happening on slow motions, too beautiful. I did not want it to end, wanting it to go on and on until the end of time.

He was so beautiful. My Azrail. He pulled my t-shirt away, leaving my br£ast bare for him to see. He stared down at them with such wonder and love for them. He lowered down, my back hitting the bed with his lips closing around my right br£ast while he massaged the next. They were too big to fit in his mouth, kissing and sucking on them as I threw my head back, my hand running in his hair and rubbing on his skull. His free had came to hold the br£ast as he licked and sucked on it, causing such pleasure to ripple all over my body. He moved to the other, just taking time on them before kissing me down, kissing my belly over and over. His hands gripped my pants and underwear, pushing it off and pulling it away to leave me bare for him, every part of my skin bare.

He was the first man to see me naked by will. He was the only man I wanted to see me naked. His eyes ran through my body and I thought I saw a glimmer in them. It was as if he was staring at the most beautiful goddess, such pure emotions running through his body. He lowered back, kissing my belly only for him to go lower as he parted my legs, syncing himself there with his kisses going lower and lower. I felt his lips on my cl*toris, jumping with the sensation so sweet and sour. I felt shy, wanting to close my legs only to throw my head back and moan as he sucked on my sensitive bud. My back arched, opening more for him as he licked and sucked on my bean then went lower to lick and muff my folds so deliciously rough it had me gripping the sheets, bringing them over to bite them hard.

I knew it would be explosive, my pvssy just melting as my arousal liquids poured out, him sucking and licking them away. His tongue slipped in, me moaning hard, calling his name and digging my fingers in his hair, pressing him down. He went faster with such skill, kissing me in my most intimate area. He kept going and going, his thumb on my bud, playing with it and driving me crazy. Tears streamed from my eyes because it was so beautiful. Something I had waited for so long to happen and finally it was happening with the man I loved.

The emotions would have me burst.

His hand ran up, mine running down with our fingers lacing as I pushed my hips up for him, with him going deeper as if it was the best thing he had ever tasted. My head turned from left to right, moaning over and over with my body shaking. Chills ran all over my skin, him sending me to insanity with his tongue and lips which I missed on mine. I wanted to taste myself on him, taste the sweetness of me on his already sweet lips.

I thought the room was spinning, my eyes shooting wide open as the intensity of the sensation building in my core got so high it was dangerous, calling his name over and over, mouth wide open, as if my jaw would snap away.

I cried out, legs running up and down, with him digging himself deeper and moving faster with such eager.

“ Azrail please, please, I can’t!” I did not even know what I was saying, my hand gripping his so tightly I was afraid I would break it yet my heart just nearly shuttering because it felt so special for me.

My world burst like fireworks in the sky, erupting into a flame I never thought could burn so hard. I moaned, twisting from side to side yet he held me down and never stopped eating my pvssy with such grace I would give him a crown for it.

My body was jerking over and over again, not even able to breathe. He had his last fill before slipping up. His hand slipped from mine. He pushed his pants down, kicking them off with his feet to leave him just as bare as I was. His skin was against my skin, every part touching in a way I never thought it would.

I felt his manhood hard and pulsing for me, wet with precum. He brought the covers over us before lowering down to grip my neck and kiss me so passionately. I could taste myself on him. I could smell myself on him and I loved it. I licked his face and came back to kiss him with my br£ast smashed against his bare and large chest.

His lips slipped from mine, kissing my cheek, my jaw and my neck. It was as if he was no longer there, his emotions having taken over, just doing what he wanted and that was to melt me away. I gasped and moaned, my legs opening more to accommodate him, with him nestling so comfortably against me.

I felt his d*ck on my wet pvssy, felt his head just on my entrance as he ravaged my neck so beautifully, kissing and sucking all of it until he found my sweet spot. As soon as he hit it, I moaned out loud, my hips pushing up. His d*ck head slipped in, feeling pain shooting out.

He did not move, me frozen, my arms around his neck, holding onto him tightly as he sucked on my sweet spot until I thought I would pee on myself. He licked me up to claim my lips, kissing me so deeply as I cried out in his mouth, sucking his tongue. My body relaxed until it was just mellow, so jello. I was so ready, just so raw with need for him, so happy and drunk on his kisses.

His lips pulled from mine, kissing my neck again to my ear and I jolted up, his d*ck sinking in deeper, feeling myself stretch around him, the pain paralyzing but his kisses melted me away. He did not move, the pain just washing away with him coming back to kiss me as if he was pouring his soul into me. The more he kissed me, the wetter I got and the more my throbbing pvssy relaxed around him.

He just kept kissing me until I forgot about everything, losing myself in his kisses only to gasp out in nothing but pleasure with him slowly slipping inside me with such ease. He never stopped kissing me, my body collected in his arms where I felt so safe.

He went deeper and deeper, the pain there but too taken by him, too drunk on him it barely even registered in my head. He went deeper and deeper, my folds stretching for him.

It was all so sweet, moaning into him, never wanting it to stop, please, could we just stay like that forever.

The tears streamed down, him kissing them away only to kiss my whole face which was burning red. I loved him so much.

He pulled up, him moving out to slowly slide back inside me while kissing my face. His lips went back to mine, capturing them and driving me insane as he moved inside me. He stroked my hair, groaning inside my mouth which just took me to the edge.

He kept moving, slowly and carefully with each stoke, his pace increasing little by little with me moaning out his name over and over.

I would give up my life for him, I would rip the whole world apart for him. I cried so hard, my arms holding tighter, legs wider. My hips pushed up, feeling him deeper, stroking me so good I did not want anyone else touching me.

“ Azrail.” I moaned out, my lips trembling with his lips falling away from mine, his head buried in my neck, groaning with the pace going faster but not too fast. He just made his own rhythm, following it while my body rocked for him. I scratched his back, moving with him.

He kissed my neck and ear, groaning to my moans with us making our own music. It felt like magic, something that was supposed to happen and each stroke was like a stroke to my soul. Just rocking my whole world as the pleasure kept building and building to the point where my whole body was infected, buzzing as if I would burst apart.

My eyes closed, falling into the beautiful moment and holding on tighter.

“ Azrail.” I moaned over and over.

“ Yes.” It was the most beautiful words I had ever spoken.

“ Yes Azrail.”

The whole room was shaking, seeing the heavens as I closed my eyes, bending my head back with him sucking on my sweet spot, jerking my body with the strokes to leave me dead as I erupted, feeling myself about to die.

Even if I died, that would be the best death ever.

I would never regret anything with him.

“ I love you Azrail Duran.” I cried out, my legs shaking, my arms shaking, my hands shaking on his skin.

His pumps became rapid, groaning louder and sucking harder with him sliding in with such need, clinging onto me as if I was his life line and I felt more connected to him than I ever did in my year of knowing him. The tears streamed, taking a deep breath with my hips pushing up one more time as the o****m hitting so hard. He nailed deep, erupting with his body jerking over and over, pumping in me as I buried my face in his hair, kissing his hair, moaning and crying out loud as my body blossomed and opened up into the most beautiful flower. The cocoon opening with a beautiful butterfly flying away.

I felt as if I was flying.