Mafia Paradise
"Fuck!," she moans as my finger slides fully inside her, her body responding instantly. "More," Elisia demands, breathless.
"Really?" I taunt her. "Beg. You know how this works, Elisia. I'm in control, not you."
"I'm not begging you," she retorts, though her voice wavers.
Without hesitation, I pull my finger out, leaving her aching for more. I begin teasing her, running my finger along her slit, knowing she'll eventually break.
"I'm going to kill you," she growls.
"Oh, really?" I mock, pulling my hand away entirely.
She sighs, realizing I'm serious.
"Theo, please," she whispers softly.
"Not good enough," I say, sucking on her neck, leaving my marks.
"Please, Theo, touch me," she whimpers, her voice more desperate as I bite into her skin. I stop and smirk against her neck, savoring her submission.
I pull back, admiring her. She's a beautiful, needy mess, just for me.
"Was that so hard, Sia?" I tease, enjoying the control I have over her.
They were forced into a marriage, but fate had other plans. What started with resentment turned into something deeper. She wanted to hate him, but he replaced all her anger with tenderness.
"It's hard to explain," I sigh.
"I'll listen, baby," he whispers, resting his forehead against mine. "Just talk to me, please."