All Chapters of MY CASANOVA MAFIA: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Her feelings towards him were no longer held captive by resentment and fear. He had shown her in that moment of danger something of himself she never thought he had in him-a man who cared so much that he'd risk everything for her. Confusing, maddening as it was, undeniable. She had fallen for him. Valentine exhaled a shuddering breath and pushed a lock of hair out of his face."Why must you be so provoking?" she breathed softly, her voice shaking. "Why couldn't you just let me hate you?" She rested her fingers on his cheek a moment, then withdrew them. For one instant, she became cognizant of the extent of her feelings. It didn't make sense and wasn't even easy, but it was true. In the tumult of their shared nightmare, she had found herself in love with the person she never believed she would. Outside, the sun began to rise, casting its soft, golden light upon the window, and it stirred Arnulfo. His eyelids opened, his vision unfocused at first, before his eyes landed on her."Valenti

Arnulfo pulled back and sat up, and his persistent erection showed Valentine that she still had work to do. Laughing, she slid off the sofa and knelt in front of him, bobbing down and licking her own taste from his stiff rod. He lay back like a Roman emperor while she drew a line up and down his shaft with her tongue tip, teasing him sometimes by slipping her lips over his rounded top and giving it a cheeky suck. She knew he'd be watching her wrap her lips around his cock or close her fist mid-shaft and tug it up and down. She loved that she enthralled him by the way her mouth moved in the service of his pleasure. Slowly, expertly, her grip tightened and her lips wettened until he was so rigidly hard that she knew it would not be long before she had a mouthful to swallow. But that was not her intention. She mounted him again, straddling him, grinning at the way his eyes fastened onto her jiggling breasts. She rested her feet on either side of his thighs and lowered herself above him,

I kiss her, nearly whispering to her that I love her, but that could be breaking the spell. She wants it dirty and dangerous. I can see that. We both need this so badly. Even her hair feels like spun silk from angels. I need her back as if I need air. Just when I am begging she will suck those luscious lips over my dick, she does, but for the briefest of moments—and I am dying. Dying to feel her swallow my cum in her mouth. Or anywhere, for that matter. And I would come, if not for the gift she offers me instead: Her ass, as she lifts her dress and turns so I can drink in the scent of her again. The best ass I've ever had the pleasure of coming in or on.My fingers are trembling, nearly unable to grasp her panties, but the desire to undress her wins out and I grab her lace thong and unsheathe her peachy derrière. Jesus, she's perfect. Thank God the tattoo stayed. I'm coming on that as well, later. I kiss it and her lower back dimples. I couldn't help myself and bite her ass cheek, brus

Suddenly, she hurled herself at him, and the knife jabbed into his abdomen with a cruel twist. He strangled back a cry as he crumpled to the ground, unable to stem the blood flow.Victoria watched him fall, her gaze cold as ice. She wiped the blood off her knife and turned to face the others. “You all have two choices,” she said, her voice eerily calm now. “Do your job and find Arnulfo and Valentine, or I’ll make sure you’re the next one to end up like them.”The remaining men nodded quickly, fear flooding their faces. None of them dared speak out, knowing that to anger her further would be their death sentence.Victoria’s eyes narrowed. “Good. Now get out. And don’t come back until you’ve found them.”As the men rapidly made their way out of the room, Victoria remained standing; her hands trembled slightly; it was not fear, but anger, growing with every passing moment, driving her insanity to reclaim Arnulfo and destroy all those who dared to try and stand in her way. Losing him, bei

Very gently he undressed her and took each wrist to tie it tightly to the bed post, but not too tight. He folded her clothes neatly and put them on a chair before going back to her. He wanted to take her at that very instant. She spread herself flat, above her head arms; pressing against already full breasts her light-nippled, which had tightened from the cool air. As he began to breathe a little more heavily, the vision did arousal. He suppressed an impulse to touch himself, his engorged member going up and down with its tiny bounces. His eyes scanned down the length of her body adoring her full figure, before scurrying up to where her thighs joined.He put his hand on both knees and slowly opened her before he gasped. She was hairless. As her feminine features began to reveal themselves his pulse speedily began to rise. The lips tightly closed to serve as a form of protection and the jewel kept from view. He stepped back and took hold of himself as he stroked himself. He did not wan