Ghost of my Mafia Lover

Untitled Episode

The rain is pouting outside as the towels drop. My heart is racing fast, my mind is twirling…

“If you want to know the truth about me,” He says in a low, calm tone, “You can know me right here and now.”

“Don’t lie to me Owen.” I say surrendering to his naked embrace. I don’t know if I should trust him. I close my eyes and he holds me in his bare arms. I can relax in his arms for an eternity.

He moves his head to kiss me. The warmth of his lips and the sweetness of his saliva makes my toes curl. I put my hand on the back of his head and run my fingers down all the way to his neck. His whole body shudders in response.

“I like that…” He says as his hands squeeze me tighter. His body is pressing hard against my skin.

His kiss is tender, delicate and sweet. I touch his arms and my whole body melts. His freshness is an aphrodisiac. His muscles are toned from the cold shower and my warmth brings him to life. I run my fingers on ever curve of his sculpted body.

He holds me and I feel his full grip as I breathe in his skin and place a bite on his neck that I leave with a lick and a suction action with my lips. He is excited as if a lamp has flickered his desire to awake.

I touch his chest and move my hand down his stomach, down his crotch until I’m holding his hard sceptre. It throbs in my hand and fills my entire palm. I stroke him with my hand a few times and see him shriek in pleasure. He loves my touch.

I get more aroused when I see the pleasure that’s coursing through his body because of my touch. Every time I touch him, he seems to feel it in his very core. It’s almost like I feel the pleasure he is feeling through my body and in my p***y.

I start placing kisses on his chest as he pulls me to bed and places me at the bottom. He is on top of me.

He starts from my neck, kissing me with his sweet lips, tongue and biting me a little. It’s a cocktail of ecstatic pleasure and he’s giving me the right dosage.

He’s got a knack for this. He nibbles my stiff n*****s as I feel his hardness on my thighs. He moves to my stomach and continues to kiss my stomach and goes lower past my v****a to my thighs.

He nibbles, licks and bites my inner thighs sending sensations all through my body. It’s already shaking, aching and itching for it.

My v****a is fat and pulsing. It needs him to fill her up in her warm, slimy nectar.

I’m starting to drip my sweetness from my hungry lips. It’s overflowing with his love, paving a slippery slide for his hard c**k.

He places his fingers in his mouth and then begins to lubricate my n*****s as he starts to devour my v****a like a snack.

He licks the c**t and his tongue gives me waves of pleasure as he licks my entire p***y with a swiping motions, back and forth, up and down.

Each current brings its own tide of pleasure that erupts as torrents of micro-orgasms building up in me.

“You’re delicious?” He says as he gets on top of me. His p***s is hard and aching for me. He wants me right now, I can see from the dripping precum on his knob. It’s throbbing and at the point of brushing with its veins sticking out.

He aims his d**k at me and pierces my tiny, pink, slippery hole.

"Oh Owen... That feels so good."

I say as his p***s enters me. Having him inside of me is sensational.

All the feelings I've held inside for him are making contact with him inside of me. It's intimate, cute and sexy.

It's what I really wanted and he's given it to me.

He slides deep inside my v****a. Its tightness is feeling every part of his p***s, squeezing himself tight inside of me. The creases and grooves formed by the muscles and veins of his p***s are amplifying the pleasure as he moves back and forth.

I’m squeezing his body, holding him in place with my feet pinned on his back. He’s moving his body and stroking me with waves of pleasure.

Each time he enters is greater, more enhanced pleasure until the buildup reaches a tipping point.

I'm soaking wet from pleasure and my thighs are sticky from my nectar.

The sheet on my back is moist from my dripping p***y. It's making his slide in and out with more ease and pleasure.

I'm wet and still begging him for more. It's been a long time and he's not holding back on any pleasure. He gives it all to me and I let him fill me up.

I can’t hold it in any more. It’s too much. My body can’t take it. I am begging and shaking uncontrollably.

I lose all senses, or I gain more senses… the point is, I’m feeling it all, everything all at once, all in one place, my v****a; but all through my body at the same time.

I shake and moan as waves and waves of pleasure hit me.

Perhaps it’s the existing threat around my life, perhaps it's the rain outside, perhaps it’s just I haven't had some in a long time. But in this moment I experience the greatest orgasmic pleasure that I’ve ever felt.

I feel endless waves of pleasure that make me release all my worries and doubts as the rain pours. I fall asleep with all the emotions of pleasure saturating all my senses.

It’s like nothing else exists but the love we have for each other. I’m satisfied, and he’s cured my hunger and I’m grateful that he knows how to make me feel good.

Not only have I trusted him with my body. I’ve also trusted him with my biggest secret. The bookmark.