Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law
She pushed back, meeting me, our bodies slick and frantic.
Hours blurred—positions changed, toys employed. The vibrator against her clit while I fucked her mouth. The riding crop tracing lines of fire across her thighs. Anal beads, slow insertion and removal, building her to the edge again and again.
Finally, as dawn crept in, I untied her, pulling her into my arms. "Fuck, I can't wait for you to be completely mine."
She stood up then, tears glistening in her eyes beneath the mask. "I'm not Elena. My name is Felicia."
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