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Trapped by the Mafia Boss Sit on my face.
SYLVIA'S POV We played around in the water for hours, splashing and tugging at each other, Mario’s deep laughter echoing through the field as I tried to escape his grasp. But eventually, the temperature dropped, and my skin prickled with chills. Mario noticed immediately, scooping me up in his arms and carrying me out of the water. He wrapped a towel around me, rubbing warmth back into my skin as we made our way back to the blanket.The food was cleared away, and we lay there, side by side, with the sky darkening above us. Stars flickered softly, and the air was cool, the world feeling small and intimate as we lay there, tangled together.I rolled over, pressing a gentle kiss to Mario’s lips. It was meant to be soft, but the moment our mouths met, he deepened it, his tongue sliding against mine, hot and slow. His hand found my waist, fingers spreading against my bare skin as he pulled me closer, but I pushed him down, straddling him, feeling him harden beneath me.Mario’s eyes darken
Trapped by the Mafia Boss The picnic date.
SYLVIA'S POV I turned around, taking in the breathtaking view around me, the open field bathed in warm, golden light, the soft rush of water echoing from the nearby stream, and wildflowers. It felt like a dream. I turned to Mario, heart pounding with so much affection that I couldn’t hold back. I threw myself into his arms, pressing my lips to his.His hands slid around my waist as he lifted me off the ground effortlessly, his lips moving against mine, slow and savoring. He finally pulled away, his dark eyes gazing down at me, the corners of his mouth tilting in that charming grin of his.Without a word, he carried me to the large blanket laid out in the center of the field and gently placed me down. The softness of the fabric sank beneath me, and as I leaned back, my hand brushed against a bouquet of lilies. I picked them up, bringing them to my nose and inhaling the sweet scent.“You’re such a sweetheart,” I said, my eyes glistening as I looked up at him.Mario chuckled, his hands
Trapped by the Mafia Boss All for you
Sylvia's POV Mario inhaled sharply, squeezing his eyes shut before he sat up in bed, his jaw clenched. I grinned, biting back a laugh.“Now I have to answer the door while hard,” he muttered, raking a hand through his hair as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.I pulled the sheets up to my chin, watching as he grabbed his pants from the floor, mumbling curses under his breath. A moment later, I heard the front door opened, a muffled exchange followed by the door shutting, and then Mario’s heavy footsteps echoed down the hall.When he returned, he had two large grocery bags in hand. He set them down on the table, his expression tight as he rummaged through them, pulling out wipes, clothes, toothbrushes, body wash, everything we didn’t have.“Guess you got everything,” I said, sliding out of bed and padding over to him.“Yeah,” he said, his voice a little rough, gaze dropping to the way the shirt hung just above my thighs. I fought the urge to tug it lower.Mario handed me a to
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Hold your horses
Mario's POV We lay there in the silence, the only sound the soft rhythm of our breaths. Sylvia’s body was draped over mine, her cheek resting against my chest, her hair a tangled mess across my skin. I stroked my fingers gently down her back, tracing lazy circles.Her breathing grew softer, each rise and fall of her chest slowing until she was almost completely still. I murmured her name, my lips brushing the top of her head, but she didn’t respond. A tiny smile lingered on her face.Carefully, I shifted, sliding out from beneath her and propping two pillows behind her back to keep her comfortable. She let out a small whimper, eyes fluttering before settling back into sleep.I padded over to the bathroom, flicking on the warm lights. The room still smelled like us, sweat and sex. There were no wipes, just the new set of towels still in their pack we'd delivered a few days ago, so I took one out, walked back to the bed, and lifted her gently into my arms.“Sylvia,” I whispered as her
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Little me
SYLVIA'S POV I was still panting, trying to catch my breath when Mario wrapped his arm around my waist, lifting me like I weighed nothing. My legs dangled as he carried me out of the kitchen, up the stairs, and into our new bedroom.When we got inside, he set me down gently on the bed. His eyes never left mine as he stripped off his pants and briefs, letting his cock spring free, thick, hard, and already dripping. My breath caught, my thighs pressing together as I took him in. He was big, almost too big, and the thought sent a shiver down my spine.Mario climbed onto the bed, settling between my legs. He leaned over me, bracing himself with one arm while the other hand trailed down my body, brushing over my sensitive nipples before cupping my ass. His lips met mine in a slow, drugging kiss, his tongue coaxing mine as his fingers slid back between my thighs, dipping into my slick wet folds.I moaned into his mouth, hips arching off the bed as he rubbed slow, teasing circles against my
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Good girl
SYLVIA’S POVMario’s thumb stayed pressed against my soaked panties the entire drive. I was burning up by the time we reached the front porch of our new place. He barely got the car into the garage before he jumped out, rounding to my side.He opened my door, and instead of waiting for me to step out, he pulled me to him, lifted me effortlessly, and pressed me up against the side of the car. My legs wrapped around his waist, and the kiss he gave me wasn’t gentle, it was rough, starved.By the time we stumbled to the front door, he was fumbling with the keys, growling under his breath in frustration as our mouths refused to part. When the lock finally clicked, we all but tumbled inside, heat, hands, mouths.He didn’t take me to the bedroom.He set me down on the kitchen counter, tearing his shirt over his head and unbuckling his belt in one swift motion. His eyes devoured me as his hands yanked my dress up.“Rip it off,” I gasped, breathless and aching.He didn’t hesitate. The sound of
Trapped by the Mafia Boss So wet.
SYLVIA'S POVWhen I was done dressing, I took one last look at myself in the mirror. The red dress clung to my body perfectly, the fabric soft but tight where it needed to be, accentuating my curves in all the right places.It was backless, showing off just enough of my skin to be enticing without giving everything away. The hem hit mid-thigh, just enough to leave a little mystery while still being bold.I paired it with simple black heels and a matching black handbag, completing the look. There was something about the dress, something that made me feel... powerful.Walking down the stairs, I found Mario waiting at the bottom. His eyes snapped to me the moment he saw me. His mouth opened, but no words came out at first. He stared, almost in disbelief, as if I’d stepped out of a dream.“You look…” He took a deep breath, his voice thick with awe. “So... ravishing. That red dress… it’s everything. The way it hugs your body... it’s like it was made just for you. And your legs, god, they g
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Time together
Mario's POV Sylvia worked quietly as she cleaned the cuts on my face and arm, her fingers light but firm as she applied the plaster. I winced once or twice, but she didn’t say anything. Her attention was all on my injuries, and I couldn’t help but notice how gentle she was.“You smell like burnt grass,” she muttered, wrinkling her nose,“Go shower. I can’t stand it anymore.”I leaned against the doorframe for a second, watching her as she shuffled around the room, arranging the first aid kit before I slipped into the bathroom.The water was hot, almost scalding, I took my time scrubbing and washing, and when I finally stepped out, the bathroom mirror was fogged up, so I couldn’t really see myself. But I knew what I looked like; rough, tired, a mess. I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed back into the bedroom, not bothering to dry off completely.Sylvia was still sitting on the bed, her back to me, not even bothering to look.“Hurry up and put your clothes on,” she said, her v
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Scolding look
Mario’s POVThe windows were cranked just enough to let the smoke out, but not enough to let the cold in. The joint burned low between my fingers, the ash too long but I didn’t flick it. I just stared at it, letting the silence settle. Darren sat beside me, legs stretched out, one hand resting on his thigh, the other playing with his lighter.We hadn’t spoken in a few minutes, just smoked and let the night carry our thoughts. That kind of silence only comes when two people have seen some shit together.“I’ve been hearing things, you know, inside information.” Darren finally said, voice low. “High-level stuff. Intel moving around fast”I looked at him. “Police?”He nodded. “And feds. People getting picked off left and right. Quietly. Like shadows in the dark. Someone’s leaking info. Inside info. Names, dates, drop points... all of it. And Mario...” — he paused, looked at me sideways “you’re on their list.”I didn’t move. Didn’t even flinch. Just took a slow drag and let it sit in my lu
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