The Midnight Mafioso [#2]

33|a moment to 'feel'

-so, this is for the week I missed,
I'm a darling, I know:-)

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It was my first time to receive him with our eyes on each other. We were staring deeply as he sank deeper. Every stroke that I received hit a part of me that was not even between my legs, it hit my feelings. He was like making me pour all I felt for him.

There was this dark desire in his eyes, but that was not all, there was Dmitri hidden behind the one looking at me. I couldn't tell if it was dark him or the real him, but he fought hard to shield him inside.

Every thrust made me realize just how I did not want to stop feeling him. Though at some point I felt there was a huge darkness that I had to get ready to brace. Him inside me made me feel like I was ready. I would receive whoever he was just like I was receiving him inside me.

I never thought we could have sex on a couch, fully dressed. My clothes had started to cling to me just like I was clinging to him.

Every bouncy filled me up. A place in me he was exploring over and over. He allowed me to feel some connection with him.

I tried hard to control my moans. I fell on his face and breathed as I received his warm exhale. He looked like he needed it, like that was all he needed for the night.

It felt extremely unreal like my world was in his hands.

He gripped my butt cheeks and guided me over and over. Every bounce brought more emotions. It was like he was unlocking some hidden feelings in me, and I insanely was in him.

I sank into his lips and kissed him. He received me perfectly. He drank my moans and pushed in me harder and a scream tore through my lips.

I was losing it. The way I lost the energy to move my hips. My thighs were wringing tightly around him. He took over and began banging deeper, watching me melt in his arms.

I sank on his neck. The feeling was insane. It caught me biting his ear as a scream tore through my lips, I mellowed on him.

He began moving slowly inside me as I released. My lips moved on his ear but couldn't tell what I was saying, but I was murmuring some words.

He stopped moving but he was fully inside me. He held me firm in his hands, squeezing me against his chest that I could feel his beating heart.

"What did you say?" He asked, sounding more shocked. His voice was low against my cheek.

I was confused. I was lost.