My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187: 187/Drowning in Wetness

Chapter 187

Julie’s Point of View

He began to massage my clitoris with very light circular motions, barely touching it, which made my body writhe under the weight of an unbearable, delicious tickling. I was gripping the bedsheets tightly, my breath coming in ragged exhales. "Robert... please... I feel something strange..."

He laughed gruffly seeing my reaction, then descended with his head toward the lower part of my body. I felt his hot breath hitting my pussy area, causing me to shiver violently.

Suddenly, I felt his wet tongue touch that sensitive part. I screamed with a muffled voice and involuntarily lifted my waist off the bed. He was licking me greedily, pushing his tongue inside then coming out to tease the clitoris with quick, strong strokes. Damn it, what is this!

My fluids were flowing abundantly under the influence of his expert tongue, and I felt electricity running through every cell of my body. I could no longer see anything before me except white flashes from the sheer intensity of the pleasure.

Suddenly, he thrust one finger very slowly into my narrow opening; he was trying to stretch me, moving carefully to avoid hurting me, while his thumb continued to rub my clitoris madly.

I began to feel waves of tremors hitting the bottom of my womb, as if something was about to explode inside me. I reached up to grab his thick black hair, pulling him toward me as I begged him without words to end this beautiful torture.

His stimulations had brought me to the edge of the abyss, and my body had become fully prepared, trembling and demanding to be filled by his dick, to end the journey of virginity and begin the journey of the woman who would carry his mark forever.

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Robert’s Point of View

Her ragged breath hit my face, and the scent of vanilla and oud emanating from her body attacked my senses, making me lose control. Julie this girl I tried to convince myself was just a little virgin I didn’t care about was now writhing beneath me like a sexy kitten, her pure white body trembling in anticipation of my touch.

I contemplated her features, drenched in pleasure, and felt my dick pulsing with a painful hardness inside my pants, demanding release and penetration. But I curbed my desire; I wanted to make her taste the torture of ecstasy first.

I wanted to make her memorize the feel of my hand on every inch of her skin. I wanted to teach her how impossible it would be to forget me.

I ran my rough hand over her slim waist, then moved up to gently squeeze her breast, trying to wedge the hardened nipple between my fingers.

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