My Mob Father's Bride

Sarah

I knew this was crazy, but I couldn't resist him.

All my senses told me to run from David Campbell, but his kisses made me forget the reality of my life and lose myself in pleasure.

Everything about this was wrong and put me and my family in danger.

- David, we can't. – I say without much conviction.

- Do not think. Let your heart speak for you. You want me as much as I want you.

- I'm engaged to your father. He will kill us.

- You can't marry someone you don't love. You want me; you don’t want my father.

- You don’t understand.

- What do I don’t understand? What do you think will happen if you don’t marry him? Are you that afraid?

- My life is not important. The important thing is to keep my family safe.

I move away from him, knowing I let him desperate at the loss of contact.

He follows me, traps me between him and the door, and searches for my lips.

I try to resist, I swear I try, but the smell of his breath clouds my senses, and it’s impossible to resist.

His hands ran over my body until he went under my black dress.

I shudder and moan at his touch.

He runs his hand through the waistband of my underwear and, without any shame, inserts his hand between the soft fabric and my warm skin. His fingers gently pass over my clitoris until they reach the inside of my hot, wet, and pulsing pussy.

I moan into his mouth, the same one that kissed me so deeply.

I feel David's fingers fuck me, and I can’t resist moving my hips to the rhythm.

David's body pressed against me lets me notice the enormous bulge he had in his pants.

- You're going to be the death of me, David.

- And what a sweet death it will be.

I wrap my arms around David's waist, lifting his t-shirt and running my fingers down his back.

I give up fighting and give in to the pleasure.

David's free hand grabs the key on the door and turns it, leaving the two of us locked in the room. The same room where I had tried to lock him in after picking him up from the sex club where I was ordered to go and get him.

My dress rises to my waist, and with one pull, he tears the fragile fabric from which my little panties were made.

Opening the button and zipper of his jeans, he takes out his big, thick cock, erect and hard with desire for me.

- I need a condom.

- In my bag.

He picks up my bag from the floor and find what he was looking for.

Taking me by the waist, he lifts me until my legs are intertwined around his waist and takes me to the bed.

He drops his pants, and in seconds, the condom paper is torn, and with trembling hands, he puts it on.

He presses the tip of his penis against my love hole and enters me with a single push.

When that huge cock, evades my body, I have to scream with delight.

I lost count of the time he spent in and out of me, sharing hungry kisses.

- David, oh my God, David. Fuck me. Harder.

- Take off your dress; I want to suck those firm breasts of yours. I want to lick all your skin. I want you to melt beneath me.

I shudder again. I could be discovered and killed for this, but nothing in the world would stop us from making love now. I will stop tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow I will stop this. Today, I want to be his.

With his help, I pull off my dress and throw it on the floor. He undresses, leaving the both of us naked and needing.

- You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You deserve everyone to kneel at your feet and worship you, not an old man.

I blush.

David's tongue licks my wet pussy, covered by my juices. My clit vibrates, feeling his rough tongue. His cock twisted for my taste.

I open my legs, giving him more access.

In minutes, he makes me scream with each consecutive orgasmic explosion.

- Do not stop! Do not stop! Oh my God, don't you dare to stop. So good. So good! So fuckkkkkking good!

I almost have an out-of-body experience with my first multiple orgasm. It was as if my soul had left my body and was hovering in a perfect paradise I had never known. So high, so hot.

David doesn't let me recover and enters me again. Each back-and-forth movement takes me back to that stratospheric place I was moments before. Sometimes, he pulled out of me so slowly that it drove me crazy; other times, so fast that it made the bed creak.

-Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! - I screamed at his pace.

- God, Sarah, you are so hot.

He covers my mouth with his lips, fucking me like no one has ever fucked me before.

David forces me to my knees and invades me from behind. His cock goes even deeper, and I scream with pleasure when I come once again.

David couldn't hold back his orgasm any longer, and when I came, he exploded inside the condom.

Tired, I fall on my stomach, and he falls on top of me. We are both tired and satisfied.

After some seconds, he kneels behind me, looking at my tired body with a victorious smile, and says:

- So fucking beautiful.

I turn until my back rests on the mattress and look at him. How am I going to survive this? How will I be close to him and not touch him? How am I supposed to lie in his father's bed, knowing he's in the next room? Yes, he'll be the death of me.

There is no heaven, only hell, and it is here, on earth.