Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83

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He should have. This felt amazing. He lowered himself between my legs, and I opened them for his strong body without hesitation, loving the feel of his powerful, warm body on top of me. He cupped both of my breasts with his hands, squeezed lightly, never taking his eyes off me-nor did I take mine off him. The sight of this man touching me turned into a mess of need.

Kneading my breasts gently, he lavished my nipples with attention, kisses, licks, and sucks until I was panting. Without thinking, I wrapped my legs around him and pushed my centre against his stomach, needing friction. My wetness coated the firm muscles and caused Asher to groan low in his throat. His eyes flashed with triumph and hunger.

His mouth worked my breasts with even more fervour until I was close to losing my mind with the need for release. I kept rubbing myself against Asher’s abs almost desperately, but it wasn’t enough-not nearly enough. I needed more but wasn’t sure how to say it.

I made a small impatient sound in the back of my throat, my fingers clawing at Asher’s shoulder, trying to tell him without words. His eyes seemed to darken with realization.

He pushed up on his palms, and I lowered my legs from his back. Looking down at his body, he brushed his fingers over his lower abs glistening with my lust for him. Then he brought them to his lips.

“Perfect.”

I could only agree. But I meant the sight of him, of this strong muscled man peering down at my body as if it was a revelation.

He moved down until his face hovered right over my pussy. He lowered himself to his elbows and then slid his palms under my thighs. He cupped my ass cheeks, startling me. Tearing his eyes away from my centre, he looked at me, and the hunger on his face alone almost made me come.

Then he jerked me toward his waiting mouth and… holy hell, pretty much French kissed my pussy. I arched up, and let out an embarrassingly loud moan.

He rubbed his stubble over the soft skin of my inner thigh. His lips and chin were shiny. I could not stop looking. It made me hot for reasons I couldn’t explain.

Asher dragged his tongue along my slit, holding my gaze, and I felt that too. I clutched his hair, holding him in place even if he didn’t look like he had any intention of going anywhere. He ate me like I was his

last meal.

This was so much better than last time. Maybe because the pressure had lifted off my shoulders-l

didn’t care.

Asher squeezed my ass hard and lifted me higher as he wedged his shoulders against my thighs so my pussy was practically smothering him. My useless legs rested on his back.

He dipped his tongue into me, and I moaned. He lowered his head, and I watched as his mouth closed over me. His eyes burned into me as he sucked lightly at first then firmer, sending shockwave after

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shockwave to my center. I was getting closer and closer, always on the edge but not ready to fall yet. I dug my hand into the sheets, desperate for release and so close, but something was still holding me back. As if a knot had been tied too tightly deep inside of me and couldn’t unfurl.

“Please,” I bit out.

Asher pulled one of his hands out from beneath me. His fingertip brushed my entrance and at the next tug of his lips, he pressed inside. I clenched in discomfort then pleasure. Never taking his eyes off me, he started moving his finger inside of me as he sucked my clit.

Suddenly the knot unravelled, my eyes growing wide, my belly hollowing as pleasure radiated through me. I cried out, my fingers scraping over Asher’s head as I ground myself against his mouth, seeking more of his tongue and the finger teasing my sensitive inner walls. I half sobbed half choked, squirming under Asher from the force of the sensation. This was mind-blowingly amazing.

“Fuck! Yes, just like that,” he growled, and I almost came again.

Asher raised his head, looking dishevelled and glistening from my desire. He kept pumping his finger in and out of me, which felt wondrous and as if he was trying to unravel another tighter knot I hadn’t even known was there. This time it wasn’t blood trickling out of me. I didn’t have time for embarrassment over my arousal because I was steering toward another release.

Asher added a second finger, and while I winced initially, the sensation soon became increasingly good. I moved my hips in rhythm with his pumping. Asher massaged my ass cheek with his big hand as he watched his fingers slide into me.

“So fucking pretty,” he growled.

My inner walls spasmed, but before I could come, Asher withdrew his fingers.

I sucked in a breath. “I want to come.”

Asher smiled darkly as he pushed up to his elbows before he shoved down his pany.

“You will, But only with my cock inside of you.”

He parted my legs and knelt between them. Bracing himself on one muscled arm, he grabbed his erection and ran the tip along my slit. I gasped at the firm pressure against my clit. Mesmerized by the sight of the thick red head gliding over me, covered in my juices, I got up on my elbows to get a better view.

Asher’s gaze cut to me. First with confusion then with realization. He groaned, and his cock gave a little twitch.

“Fuck.” He swallowed hard. “You want to watch my cock filling your sweet pussy?”

I nodded because my mouth had become dry. He grabbed a pillow and pushed it under my ass,

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