Trapped in the Crime Lord's Obsession
Sweat glistened on his skin, his breath coming in harsh, ragged bursts.
Rose’s moans spilled into the air, high and breathy, her body rocking with every brutal thrust.
Her hands slid up to her breasts, squeezing them roughly, her fingers pinching her nipples until they stood stiff and sensitive.
The pleasure was sharp, electric, spiraling through her as Vito fucked her relentlessly.
“Harder,” she demanded, her voice thick with desire.
Vito growled, his pace quickening until the bedframe groaned beneath them.
His balls slapped against her with every thrust, the wet, obscene sound mingling with her cries.
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