All Chapters of His Mafia Princess : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"I can't give you the space you asked for anymore," she said in a small voice. "It's driving me crazy to be so close and not touch you. I can't wait anymore." When she kissed me, my lips moved against hers, cautiously at first. Then I slid my fingers into her hair and gave my mouth to her freely. She hadn't responded to my words yet and I was terrified, but she tasted so good I couldn't help myself. I would have spent all night just kissing her if that's what she wanted.  Eventually she pulled away though, looked me in the eye and said through sniffles, "I don't deserve your love after what I've put you through, but I will take every last drop anyway. You'll never have to chase me again, because I'll be in your bed for life. Right next to you every morning. I'm going to selfishly rip you away from your family because I just need you so damn much. I'm going to ask you one time if I'm worth it. Whatever you answer, I will accept. If you c

"Maybe just one more time," I moaned, forming a fist in her hair. "One more quick fuck," I lied.  She grinned up at me with my dick halfway in her mouth, then went to work sucking me off. I never made it into her pussy that time. We both got too caught up in her sucking my dick and I ended up unloading in the back of her throat.  "Wait," I said, grinning down at her, when she crawled down my body and tried again a few minutes later. "Shit. Have mercy, woman." She giggled from between my legs, dragging a finger up my soft dick and said, "How long?"  When I responded by pulling my shirt over her head and putting on my boxers, she pouted.  "For my protection," I said, sliding a pair of panties onto her come soaked pussy.  They were immediately drenched. I licked my lips lustfully, almost tossing her back into the bed.  

. "Does it hurt yet?" I asked, running my fingers between her swollen folds.  "So good," she purred, and I wasn't sure if that was her answer or if she just liked having her pussy touched.  "If I fuck you again, walking will be a problem tomorrow," I warned her, but I was already pulling my boxers down and letting out my now fully hard dick. "I'm so fucking easy," I said, staring down at it, knowing this was already a done deal.  "Hey no one's making you do anything—" she began with that sugar sweet, taunting voice.  Rolling my eyes, I took my dick, positioned it at her entrance, grabbed one of her hips and shoved it into her.  "Shut the fuck up unless you're going to tell the truth and say you want dick," I said, staring at her ass as I grabbed her hips.  Much like the rest of her, I loved Stacy's ass. It was fucking perfe

If I died after waking up next to him that morning, it'd have been with a smile on my face. We hadn't been asleep for nearly long enough, so I didn't know what I was doing with my eyes open, but I just couldn't keep them off him.  "Time to get ready. Shower's free," said Willow, her fist pounding on the bedroom door, bringing me back to my senses.  "Be right out," I said, right before he grabbed me and pulled me into his arms.  "Loud. Sleeping here," he mumbled into my hair.  "I guess I'll go and shower first," I whispered, lying perfectly still as his warmth enveloped me while he spooned me.  "Now you're just being a tease. Like I'm going to miss that," he said, coming alive slowly, nuzzling my neck. "We'll shower soon." "There absolutely will be no we in that shower. I'm fucking sore all over. Have some shame," I chastised him. 

His eyes fell closed as he held her close. When they opened again, I watched him cry for the first time since I've known him. Two solitary tears fell down his cheeks while our eyes locked.  He wiped them away so she wouldn't see, but kept his eyes on mine, squeezing my hand, before he pulled me into the hug and said, "My girls." After a quick, lively breakfast in which Scott carried the conversation, we posed for another photo. Then we got into the car and headed for Willow's graduation.  As we took our place in the crowd of doting parents that were there to see their children graduate, Lisa finally spoke for the first time since inviting us to breakfast.  "Your father has started a manhunt for Stacy and knows where you are, because I told him after he called and told me who she is," said Lisa, immediately setting Scott off.  I took his hand in mine, squeezed