Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133

something more? What did he mean?

Before I could dwell on his sentence, his mouth clamped onto one of my tits, creating a warm, wet stain that engulfed me. I shivered, lust coursing through me. The pleasure was unbearable, and it built up even more when his hot mouth moved farther down, leaving damp, hot kisses I could feel everywhere.

Then he did something terrible and decided to focus on kissing my hip bone, again and again and again. I wriggled and wailed, thrusting my groin up toward his face savagely. I’d never realized how sensitive that region of my body was. Each time his tongue swirled around my hip bone teasingly, I giggled, feeling a wetness pooling.

Then the tip of his index finger started tracing my opening deliciously slow. Asher bit and nibbled, licked and stroked, but completely ignored my clit. I took it to mean he didn’t want me reaching an orgasm before the event even started. But this was almost worse. The bringing me to the edge, only to pull me away, was horrible. It was surreal. Watching his head between my legs. I realized that one day I was going to remember this moment and replay it in my head countless times.

Asher groaned between my legs, his hands hiking up to catch my waist and pin me down so I couldn’t fidget. His lips finally closed down on my clit, and he sucked on it hard before using the tip of his tongue to stroke it.

I fell apart. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. The sheer pleasure was so foreign, so potent, I thought I might expire in his hands. Death by an orgasm. Not the most elegant way to go.

After my climax had subsided, I felt Asher lift my leg and wrap it around his waist. He starts rubbing his dick up and down my wet slit making my eyes roll to the back of my

head.

“Are you ready, baby?”, he rasps.

“Yes…..”

He takes my bottom lip between his teeth.

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