The Mafia Dons Pet (Masha and Luciano) novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Deja–vu.

*Masha*

A sense of deja–vu hit me as I waited for him to make the next move. This was just like the last time, me pushing his buttons, hoping he would break.

But he did nothing.

I layed there, firmly underneath his solid body, a couple of emotions swirling within me. There was anger, annoyance, and then there was sweet, delicious desire.

My heart pounded as the seconds dragged on as we glared at each other. He still didn’t move, didn’t speak, and for a moment, I thought he wouldn’t do anything at all.

A flicker of disappointment bloomed in my chest.

I tried to move out of his grasp again, but he grabbed me and flipped me over.

My stomach pressed against the mattress, the towel gone, leaving me completely exposed. Heat flushed through my face and down my neck as I clutched the quilt, trying to cover myself.

“What are you…”

His hand came down sharply on my left buttock before I could finish my sentence. It was quickly followed by the sting of it. My body jolted as he hit me again. And again.

I froze. Was he spanking me?

Luciano had once threatened to do this, but I never took him seriously. But here I was, buttocks in the air for him to do as he pleased.

My cheeks burned from the embarrassment and sheer audacity of it all. How dare he?

I grabbed the quilt, tugging it hard to shield myself, struggling against him with everything I had.

“Let go of me!” I screamed, for the second time that night, screaming and thrashing.

His hand came down hard on my ass again, and instead of letting go this time, he squeezed the soft flesh. I could feel the weight of him pressing against him, his breath hot against my neck.

“This is what you want, isn’t it?” His hand caressed my skin in a soothing manner. I hated the fact that I was so turned on by him. I completely despised the fact that moisture was beginning to pool between my legs.

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Luciano gently parted my legs with his foot, and I immediately knew what was coming.

My body practically vibrated with need, as his hand began the slow journey from my red hip, into the space between my legs. I didn’t fight it, I just let him forge a trail to my pussy. I was happily anticipating his touch, when he paused at my entrance. “Masha,” he breathed against my ear, sliding a finger in. Despite myself, I moaned. I couldn’t help it, he was all I wanted.

He slipped another finger in, beginning a slow assault in my pussy. “You’re so wet, so ready.

Before I could stop myself, I pushed my waist higher, spreading my legs even wider for better access. I didn’t know what I was doing, but it felt right.

“I’m going to punish you,” he said, just as his fingers curled up inside me, driving me mad. “I’m going to fuck the living daylight out of you.

Luciano never said what he didn’t mean. This was a line I was afraid to cross, but it was too tempting and it felt too good. He pulled his fingers out of me for a second, and I heard the clang of his belt as he took it off.

I braced myself for what would come next, but no amount of time could have prepared me.

Before I knew what was happening, Luciano slipped inside me in one swift motion. My eyes shot open, as my fingers gripped the sheets.

He parted my legs even further, pushing all of him inside me. Fuck!

I closed my eyes tightly in pain as the full length of him settled inside me. He was so big, I worried I wouldn’t be able to handle him.

My teeth closed around the blanket, and I slowly began to grind my hips. The pain began to fade away, giving way to pleasure. “Ugh…” Luciano grunted before taking charge. He slammed himself inside me, driving me crazy with his intense thrusts. I moaned into the sheets, matching his movements with my hips. Nothing has ever felt this good. It was like he was touching every single inch of me with his dick, and I wanted

more.

Luciano wrapped his hands around my hair, dragged my head back, causing me to rip my teeth away from the blanket.

His lips descended on my neck, feeling the rapid beat of my pulse. His teeth grazed my skin, and I knew that when I looked in the mirror tomorrow morning, there would be a mark there. His movements inside me intensified. It was harder, faster,

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deeper. My eyes glazed over, and I lost control of myself. The only thing I could do was grip the sheets as Luciano had his way with me.

I couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything else but moan into the mattress. The feeling of Luciano inside me was almost too much, he was driving me crazy.

And then I felt it.

It came with full force, crashing into me without any warning. The build–up lasted for barely a second before my body began to shake.

“My God,” I moaned, still feeling the intense wave of my orgasm.

This was the first time a man had been inside me since my senior year in high school. I didn’t lie to Luciano when I told him I’d only been with one man.

And fuck! I didn’t know if it was his dick, or Luciano himself, but it wasn’t the same. It was a hundred times better.

I didn’t have time to gather my thoughts. Luciano pulled himself out of me, swinging his hand on my buttocks again. His thumb grazed the entrance of my pussy this time, and I couldn’t help myself.

I moaned. “Fuck…”

“You like that, don’t you?” I wanted to tell him to get lost, but I couldn’t form the words. He spanked me repeatedly, and every single time, a pleasure–filled sound escaped my lips.

“You’re so sexy,” he said, spreading his hands across my butt cheeks. “So fucking sexy.

The desire in his foul words hit me like a tsunami. It should have turned me off, but instead, I could feel my clit pulsing, waiting for his touch.

I knew that I wasn’t going to win this fight. I was in too deep. Too fucking horny to think about anything else but his hands on my body and his dick inside me.

I felt him lean in against my back, his breath hot against my ear. “You fucking like it this way, don’t you?”

He was right, I did. But I hated that he knew just the right buttons to push and he had turned me into a sex addict around him.

“I hate you,” I hissed, trying to salvage any remaining dignity I had left.

His rough hand grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me up. In one swift motion, I was flush against his chest, practically sitting on him.

Luciano, pushed my hips downward onto his hard dick, wrapping my legs around his waist.

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This position made everything ten times better. His thrusts were slower, deeper, but so damn good. I ground my hips into him, clutching his shoulders like my life depended on it.

I closed my eyes, throwing my head back, as we practically wrestled through the intense pleasure.

“You want me,” Luciano breathed in my ear, causing me to open my eyes.

Luciano had always been handsome to me, but looking at him in this moment, dark eyes glazed over, I wished I had my

camera.

He was right, I wanted him. Gosh, I wanted him so bad. But my pride wouldn’t let me admit it.

So, I looked him dead in the eyes and said, “I. Hate. You…” the words didn’t come out how I’d intended, instead trailing off with a moan. “You’re not going to…

He didn’t let me finish. His mouth descended on mine, his hands gripping my ass from behind.

I took that as my cue to grind into him, pushing with as much ferocity as I could muster. My hips were moving quickly, his thrusts were getting harder, his tongue was deep in my mouth. There was nothing left for me to give. All I could do was cling to him, feeling myself getting closer and closer toward the edge.

I felt it all at once, pain and satisfaction. I poured all my moans into his mouth, equally swallowing his grunts and sighs.

It wasn’t until my hips began to shake again, that I realized that I will never have enough of him.

Chapter 22: I know better than to call you mine.