Kissing the Killer: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance (Barone Crime Family) by B. B. Hamel Page A
Authors: B. B. Hamel
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work, rolling along my clit for a second only to push back inside me.
He worked my pussy that way, back and forth. I found myself moaning into his mouth again, rolling my hips, grinding into his motions. I wanted him so badly, needed him to keep going. The pleasure and anticipation was so intense.
Suddenly he pulled back and grabbed my hand. He dragged me from the bathroom, back out into the bedroom, and pushed me onto the bed.
I laughed as he pulled my shorts off and tossed them aside. I sat up in front of him and quickly unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and then slid them down his body.
I could see his hard cock outlined against his black cotton boxer briefs. I bit my lip as I began to stroke his length.
“You weren’t kidding,” I said.
“I told you, girl. I want you to feel this big cock deep inside you.” He tipped my chin back and kissed me again.
I worked his cock, rubbing along his length before finally pulling down his boxer briefs. I stared at his thick cock as I stroked its length, and he grunted his pleasure.
“Put that cock between those lips, girl,” he said. “I want to feel that tongue on my cock.”
I did as he told me, taking his cock between my lips. I began to suck him, rolling my lips along his length, taking as much of him as I could. I’d been with other men, though not actual sex, and he was by far the biggest. I could barely fit him in my mouth, let alone take all of him into my throat.
But I wanted to please him, wanted to make him feel good. I began to work him with my other hand, jerking off his shaft as I sucked his cock.
“Fuck yes, you bad fucking girl,” he groaned. “Suck that fucking cock.”
I worked him, loving the taste of him, loving the way he groaned as I sucked him. I jerked him the best I could, not afraid to use my spit as I worked that big cock.
“Fuck. I love seeing those pretty lips around my dick,” he said. “I love the way you suck that dick.”
I took him as much as I could into my throat, but it was barely half. He pressed my head down and began to fuck my mouth. I moaned as he fucked my mouth like that, his big dick pushing down my throat. I took him, loved the way he pushed his big cock down my throat, loved the way he took what he wanted. I was dripping wet and couldn’t stop myself from touching my own clit as I sucked his cock.
“That’s right. Rub that fucking cunt,” he said. “I want to watch you touch yourself while you suck this dick.”
I let him fuck my mouth and couldn’t help but moan as his big dick went deep down my throat. I rubbed myself fast, dripping wet, moving my hips as I took his cock. I could barely contain myself as his thick cock filled my mouth.
Suddenly he pulled himself back and then pushed me down onto the bed. He ripped my panties off and tossed them aside.
He pressed his face between my legs and began to suck and lick my clit.
“Oh shit,” I gasped. “Brooks.”
“I had to taste you,” he said. “I fucking had to taste this nice little cunt before I fucked you. Look at how dripping wet and tight you are.”
He kept licking and sucking me, his mouth working my clit. I couldn’t help but moan, losing myself as he worked me. He pressed a finger deep inside me and fucked me with his fingers, rocking them in and out, his tongue teasing my clit.
“Fuck,” I gasped. “That’s so good.”
He grinned and slowly stopped. “Don’t come for me. Not yet. I want you to come on this thick cock.”
“I want it,” I said, practically begging.
He reached into his bedside table and pulled a condom out of the drawer. He ripped open the foil and looked at me.
“Say please,” he commanded.
“Brooks,” I moaned. “Please fuck me. Please. I want it so fucking badly.”
He rolled the condom down his thick, hard cock. “I love hearing you fucking say my name.” He grabbed my hair and kissed me again, pressing his cock against my wet pussy.
I couldn’t help but stare at him, my mouth
He worked my pussy that way, back and forth. I found myself moaning into his mouth again, rolling my hips, grinding into his motions. I wanted him so badly, needed him to keep going. The pleasure and anticipation was so intense.
Suddenly he pulled back and grabbed my hand. He dragged me from the bathroom, back out into the bedroom, and pushed me onto the bed.
I laughed as he pulled my shorts off and tossed them aside. I sat up in front of him and quickly unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and then slid them down his body.
I could see his hard cock outlined against his black cotton boxer briefs. I bit my lip as I began to stroke his length.
“You weren’t kidding,” I said.
“I told you, girl. I want you to feel this big cock deep inside you.” He tipped my chin back and kissed me again.
I worked his cock, rubbing along his length before finally pulling down his boxer briefs. I stared at his thick cock as I stroked its length, and he grunted his pleasure.
“Put that cock between those lips, girl,” he said. “I want to feel that tongue on my cock.”
I did as he told me, taking his cock between my lips. I began to suck him, rolling my lips along his length, taking as much of him as I could. I’d been with other men, though not actual sex, and he was by far the biggest. I could barely fit him in my mouth, let alone take all of him into my throat.
But I wanted to please him, wanted to make him feel good. I began to work him with my other hand, jerking off his shaft as I sucked his cock.
“Fuck yes, you bad fucking girl,” he groaned. “Suck that fucking cock.”
I worked him, loving the taste of him, loving the way he groaned as I sucked him. I jerked him the best I could, not afraid to use my spit as I worked that big cock.
“Fuck. I love seeing those pretty lips around my dick,” he said. “I love the way you suck that dick.”
I took him as much as I could into my throat, but it was barely half. He pressed my head down and began to fuck my mouth. I moaned as he fucked my mouth like that, his big dick pushing down my throat. I took him, loved the way he pushed his big cock down my throat, loved the way he took what he wanted. I was dripping wet and couldn’t stop myself from touching my own clit as I sucked his cock.
“That’s right. Rub that fucking cunt,” he said. “I want to watch you touch yourself while you suck this dick.”
I let him fuck my mouth and couldn’t help but moan as his big dick went deep down my throat. I rubbed myself fast, dripping wet, moving my hips as I took his cock. I could barely contain myself as his thick cock filled my mouth.
Suddenly he pulled himself back and then pushed me down onto the bed. He ripped my panties off and tossed them aside.
He pressed his face between my legs and began to suck and lick my clit.
“Oh shit,” I gasped. “Brooks.”
“I had to taste you,” he said. “I fucking had to taste this nice little cunt before I fucked you. Look at how dripping wet and tight you are.”
He kept licking and sucking me, his mouth working my clit. I couldn’t help but moan, losing myself as he worked me. He pressed a finger deep inside me and fucked me with his fingers, rocking them in and out, his tongue teasing my clit.
“Fuck,” I gasped. “That’s so good.”
He grinned and slowly stopped. “Don’t come for me. Not yet. I want you to come on this thick cock.”
“I want it,” I said, practically begging.
He reached into his bedside table and pulled a condom out of the drawer. He ripped open the foil and looked at me.
“Say please,” he commanded.
“Brooks,” I moaned. “Please fuck me. Please. I want it so fucking badly.”
He rolled the condom down his thick, hard cock. “I love hearing you fucking say my name.” He grabbed my hair and kissed me again, pressing his cock against my wet pussy.
I couldn’t help but stare at him, my mouth
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