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Maria The Mafia Don's Mistress

Maria The Mafia Don's Mistress

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Maria, a college student, leads a double life due to her past, she leads a life of being the Mistress to a powerful Don Vincenzo and a normal college student.   Their passionate affair leads to her kidnap by a rival mafia group, while kidnapped she meets an older man Leonardo, The rival Mafia Don. She gets into a relationship with him to save her life but soon she starts to fall for his charisma and charm   Doubled in her College life, the captain of the Quaterbark team Matteo falls for her after her roommate introduces her to him, what happens when she finds out Matteo is Vincenzo's brother?   Will her thirst for lust and attention tear apart her both worlds and will her past come back to haunt her as she deals with this harem of Lust and Love?  

Chapter 1 Sinful Desire

Maria POV

"Vinnie" I moan, as his fingers trails down my back. The dress he had bought me, delicately sticking to my flesh, allowing him to roam my body through the dress.

"Shut up" his deep voice commands, filling my ears, his soft fingers drawing circles on my waist, "Do you want me to fuck you?" his voice drawls in my ears, his erection pressing into my back.

"y-es" I drawl out, my breath heavy, my eyes closed, enjoying the moment, my chest rises and falls as goosebumps cover my skin.

"Hmm, that's not what I asked you to call me," he grunts in my ear, the sound of his voice directly in my ear, his fingers delicately wrapped around my neck from behind.

"Yes, Daddy," I say, my pussy drumming between my legs, my pussy walls clenching, and I can feel my wetness stain my thighs.

"Good girl," he whispers, bending me over the gold sink, the dim yellow light flashing his reflection in the mirror in front of me.

"Look at me, Maria," his voice echoes as he presses his cock against my ass. "You're so wet, Princess," he whispers, rubbing against me, my satin dress already showing the round stain around my crotch.

"Daddy, please..." I drawl out my bright green eyes meeting with his dark ones; Vincezo always wanted to make me beg for it. I had to endure and enjoy hours of his foreplay and torment before he would sink deep inside me.

But not today.

"Please, what princess?" He steps back, his arm grabbing my arms behind my back while I rest on the bathroom sink. "Say it loud enough for Daddy to hear." He runs his fingers through his black hair.

"Please f*-" My voice halts in my throat, followed by a yell, "Ahhhh!" His fingers land hard on my ass through my dress; it stings, but I only arch my ass back towards him.

I see the smile on his face, his eyes lighting up, He wanted to fuck me; he wanted to ravish me like he always did. He had gone away on a trip with his wife for three weeks with no contact from me; he was ready to sink deep inside me and fuck me over every surface he could find.

He steps back, watching me stand, my auburn hair falling across my back. I turn around, leaning on the sink, staring up at his tall and muscular form wrapped in a black tuxedo.

"Take your clothes off," he whispers, his eyes following my every move.

The side of my lip lifts into a smile. "You missed me, huh?" My fingers drawl on the straps of my dress, his breath hitching, waiting for me to expose my breast, my nipples erect and struggling through the tight satin dress.

"I didn't ask you to speak, Maria. You're not here to speak; you're here to do what I want," he says, his deep voice echoing around the bathroom, his piercing eyes close slightly, his fingers rubbing his chin, brows turned downward.

I'm mute from there on out; he's right; I'm here to do what he wants, for him to fuck. My fingers grab the straps of my dress, pushing them down, revealing milky-toned breasts, my pink erect nipples poking out, his eyes following my movement, revealing my tummy, my navel, and then my pussy. The dress falls to the floor, revealing milky thighs, my legs still strapped in the gold heels he bought for me from Barcelona two months ago.

He nods, pulling away his jacket; his vest follows, falling to the marble-tiled floor; his eyes follow mine as he starts to unbutton his shirt.

This was one of my favourite parts, each time he revealed his olive-toned body, his left side covered by swirls of tattoos, his muscles flexing as he pulled the shirt off.

"Turn on the shower, Maria," he says, grabbing his phone from his pocket, switching it off, and proceeding to his trousers, his belt hitting the floor first, the clanging sound reminding me he asked me to do something.

I climb into the rectangular shower, the glass walls surrounding it, and my fingers quickly turn the silver knobs, revealing steamy, warm water, the walls of the glass immediately turning blurry.

His footsteps alert me, and I try to turn around, the steamy warm water cascading and running down my neck down to my breast.

"Don't turn," he commands, entering the shower stall.

"Yes, Daddy." I stay under the shower, my body wanting, waiting. I want him so bad; I want him to sink deep inside my pussy and thrust into me, orgasm after orgasm, as I push against him.

"Vincenzo," I moan, feeling him thrust into me so sharply that I don't notice; his fingers grab my arms, securing me safely. "You wanted me to fuck you, and that's what Daddy's going to do," he mumbles, moaning as he sinks deeper into me.

"Fuck, Princess, I missed you," he mumbles, pulling out and thrusting back into me.

My moan fills the room, my throat vibrating; anyone could hear me from a mile away: "Vinnie, yes, please," I moan, "Fuck my pussy, Vinnie."

He continues to thrust into me, his arms going around my breast and pulling me up, breathing fiercely into my ears.

"Who is Daddy's Princess?" He breathes into my ears, pushing his cock deeper into me, backward and forward, drumming for an orgasm.

My pussy drums, the walls clenching around his cock, "You're my daddy," I say, feeling my body rack with an orgasm; my legs twitch in front of him, and he continues to push into me, and I feel him spill his cum deep inside me.

His breath is heavy against my ears while his legs shake behind me. "Fuck, I missed you, princess." He pulls out, watching his cum pour down my leg while I hold on for my dear life by the shower in front of me.

He smirks, raising a brow at me, Three weeks, and you can't take me anymore?" He turns around, turning on the second shower.

His back turns to me, right In the middle of his back, right on his spine is another tattoo, a sword drawn elegantly over his spine, a snake around the sword.

His back clenches as he grabs the soap; still silent, I watch him in awe.

"How was Italy?" I finally say, raising my body up slowly as I grab my body soap, closing my eyes, and allowing the water to cascade all over my hair, the colour darkening. I open my eyes to see Vincenzo in front of me again, his eyes wanting.

My eyes move down to see his erect cock straining against his side in want. "I guess you're staying the night," I whisper.

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