Riding Dirty: Luciotti Crime Family (A Bad Boy Mafia Romance) by Kara Hart Page B

kitchen sink. As I leaned back, he pushed forward against me.
    “Every. Last. Drop.” He moaned. I found myself quivering and closing my eyes, anticipating him.
    He pressed his lips against mine and suddenly it was like our tongues were warring against each other. His right hand cupped my ass, moving underneath me. He pushed upward against my clit and if it weren't for my jeans, he would have been massaging against my pussy, feeling every last drop against his fingers.
    He flipped me around so that he was against the sink and I was against him. My thigh was wrapped around his waist and I could just feel his rock hard cock throbbing underneath his dress pants. “We can't do this,” I whispered, sliding my tongue from his mouth.
    “You going to put up a fight?” He moaned, pressing his knee between mine. I slowly rubbed against it, closing my eyes while breathing heavily. Fuck! Why did he have to be so hot?
    “Maybe I will. If I have to, I will.” I whispered, making sure Jen couldn't hear hear us.
    “Good. I like a woman who takes control,” he said, kissing my neck. Waves of pleasure shot throughout my body. I was so powerless now. I couldn't just let him get away with this. Oh, who was I kidding? I wanted this.
    “Fuck.” I moaned as he cupped my breasts in his massive hands.
    “I wanted that pasta,” he said. “But I think I'm going to have you for dinner instead.” He dropped to his knees and unbuttoned my jeans. Slowly but surely, the zipper came undone. I looked down to find him unzipping his own pants. In his hand was his cock, and, Jesus, it was more than enough for one woman. He spit in his hand and started stroking himself.Everything about this was so wrong. Then why did I want it so bad? His mouth was licking and kissing my navel down to my pelvis, down to my…
    Oh god, he was eating me slow and pressing hard with the tip of his tongue. He pulled back on my lips and circled my clit. He was even kissing and licking the top curves of my thighs. Soon enough, he had me up on that sink. My legs were wrapped around his face, while his hand was cupping my tits, pulling lightly on my nipples.
    He picked me up and set me down on the floor. I instantly threw my body on all fours. He was stroking his thick and girthy rod, smacking my ass with it as he ran his hand down my back. “I'm going to give you a night you'll be sure to remember, honey.
    He rubbed his glistening head over my lips and clit. “Stop teasing me and fuck me,” I moaned. “Give it to me rough,” I said. He threw his belt over my neck and held me in place. Then, he entered me.
    The feeling was almost too much for me at first. It had been so long since I had been with a man, let alone a man as big as him. “Fuck. You're a lot tighter than I thought,” he moaned, pushing himself deeper inside of me.
    He was slow and gentle at first, but it wasn't long before he was thrusting against me. “God, I've wanted this since I met you,” I whispered. “Choke me.’ His face looked surprised, but he did what I asked. He pulled back on his belt and rode me like a fucking stallion, like he was my master.
    I was fully his. I pushed my ass against him, feeling the full weight of his body crash into mine. He put two fingers inside my mouth and I began sucking on them hungrily. He slid them from my mouth, dripping with saliva, and began circling my clit while he rode me doggy style.
    His pelvis pressed against mine, his abs against my back, and he brought me close to him until he was on the ground and I was riding him. I felt, for the first time in so incredible long, close to someone. I felt the choking, burning, yearning pleasure of letting myself be taken. And I fell into him like a wave crashing against the rocky shore. It was harsh and beautiful all at the same time.
    “Come for me, honey,” he moaned. “I want to feel you quake.”
    I placed my hands against his muscular chest, running my hands around the curves of his abs. Gyrating my hips, I