THE MAFIA'S FAVORITE MAID

CHAPTER 16

Dante's pov:

I stood up from my chair without a word.

In two long strides I was in front of her. One arm slid under her knees, the other around her back, and I scooped her up like she weighed nothing. She gasped, hands pushing at my chest.

“No… sir… I can’t—”

“Shh,” I corrected, voice low and rough. “You already said yes.”

She tried to argue again, voice cracking, but the second I carried her out of the study and into my bedroom, the words died in her throat. I laid her on my bed and climbed over her, settling between her thighs. My hands pinned her wrists above her head so she couldn’t move.

I leaned down and started kissing her neck, slow and deliberate, teeth grazing her skin. She squeezed her eyes shut tight, breathing hard. I smiled against her throat.

I reached down and tore her uniform open with one rough pull. Buttons scattered across the floor. Her white blouse fell open, then her black skirt. Only her bra and panties remained.

I stood up and took off all my clothes, fully naked, and watched her face.

“Are you shy, little girl?” I asked, voice dark and amused. “But I remember the day you were peeking through the crack of my study, staring at my c**k while I stroked it and growled your name. You were so f*****g wet just from watching.”

I pulled her bra down roughly, then her panties in one tug. She lay there completely naked, trembling, eyes still squeezed shut.

I leaned down again and kissed her deeply, tongue sliding against hers. My hand moved between her legs, rubbing her p***y slowly, then faster. She was still tight, still virgin, but her body was already growing wet under my fingers.

When I was satisfied, I slid down her body and spread her thighs wide. I buried my face between her legs and licked her slow and thorough — long, flat strokes over her c**t, then inside her tight little cunt, tasting every drop of her juices. She moaned, hips lifting against my mouth despite herself.

When I finally pulled back, my c**k was rock hard and leaking.

I positioned myself at her entrance and pushed in slowly.

She cried out, nails digging into my shoulders, but I didn’t stop. Inch by thick inch I sank into her virgin p***y until I was buried to the hilt.

“Huh…” I groaned, eyes rolling back. “f**k… it’s even tighter when my fingers were inside you.”

A small drop of blood stained the white sheets beneath her as her hymen broke. The sight only made me harder.

“f**k yes…” I growled, voice possessive. “That’s it, little girl… take my c**k like a good virgin.”

I started moving, deep and steady, f*****g her hard. Every thrust made her breasts bounce. The wet, filthy sound of my c**k sliding in and out of her soaked cunt filled the room.

She was crying now, but the tears were mixed with something else — unwilling pleasure. Her hips started moving on their own, rolling up to meet me every time I slammed down.

“Sir… please…” she whispered, voice breaking, but her p***y clenched around my c**k like it never wanted me to stop.

I laughed darkly and f****d her faster, pounding into her tight little cunt.

“Beg for it, baby. Beg me to fill you up.”

She couldn’t hold back anymore. A broken moan tore from her throat as I hit her cervix again and again.

“Sir… f**k… it feels too good… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

I flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up, and slammed back in from behind. I f****d her even harder, one hand fisted in her hair, the other gripping her ass hard enough to leave marks.

“Take it,” I snarled. “Take every f*****g inch like a good little whore.”

She was sobbing now, but her moans turned filthy.

“Sir… harder… please… I’m gonna c*m…”

I reached around and rubbed her swollen c**t in tight circles while I destroyed her p***y.

“c*m on my c**k, little girl. Let me feel how tight you are when you come.”

She shattered.

Her whole body shook violently. Her walls clamped down around my c**k like a vise, milking me as she came hard, soaking my thighs with her juices.

“f**k—!” I roared and slammed into her one last time, burying myself deep and pumping thick ropes of c*m into her womb. I kept thrusting through it, milking every drop, until I was spent and she was a shaking, whimpering mess beneath me.

I collapsed beside her, pulling her into my arms. “Mmmm, little girl… you felt amazing. I think I might get addicted to your pussy.”

I spooned her from behind, lifted one of her legs, and pushed my c**k back into her cunt slowly. I started thrusting slow and deep, then faster. My other hand slid down to rub her c**t while I f****d her p***y.

“Tell me, little girl,” I whispered in her ear. “Do you like my d**k? Does it feel good to have my thick c**k in your pretty cunt?”

She couldn’t speak. She was moaning like a w***e, and I loved every second of it.

I f****d her harder in the spooning position, one hand rubbing her c**t, the other grabbing her breast, kneading it roughly, squeezing and pinching her n*****s.

I was losing it. I was right on the edge.

I thrust faster and harder. “c*m with me, little girl. c*m!”

I growled into her ear from behind.

“I’m coming!” she shouted, and she came.

I gave her one last deep thrust and stayed inside her, releasing thick ropes of my seeds inside her womb.

We remained like that for a few minutes. Then I pulled out, my c*m leaking from her well-used cunt. I pulled her into my arms and pulled the blanket up over both of us.

“Sleep now, little girl. You’re tired.”

I held her tight as sleep took us both. We slept while the proof of her virginity stained my bedsheet.