The Mafia's little toy
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The candle tilted in his hand, a drop of wax falling onto her breast. She gasped, arching, but he held her down with a firm grip on her hip.
“Too much?” he asked, his lips brushing her ear.
Her breath shook. “No…”
Another drop slid lower. She whimpered, thighs pressing together.
“Open for me,” he said, voice low but steady.
She obeyed, shivering. “Luca…”
He smirked, dragging his tongue over the hardened wax. “Not Luca.”
She tried so hard not to say the words, but the wax kept on dropping on her skin, his touch against her body was nothing to write home about.
Her cheeks flushed. “Daddy…”
“That’s better,” he whispered, another drop marking her skin. “S
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