Mafia’s Harem

Chapter 9: Private Room 2

I kept my face buried between Lucia’s trembling thighs, licking her slowly and thoroughly. The taste of her sweet, tangy juices coated my tongue as I dragged it from her dripping entrance all the way up to her swollen c**t. I sucked the sensitive little nub gently into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it in slow, lazy circles while two thick fingers pumped steadily in and out of her tight, silky p***y. The wet, squelching sounds mixed with her breathy moans and the constant low hum of the jet engines vibrating through the floor.

Lucia’s fingers gripped my hair tightly, pulling me closer. Her thighs, soft and warm, squeezed around my head. “Your tongue feels so good,” she moaned, her voice shaky and needy. “Don’t stop licking my p***y… please keep going…”

I licked her with long, slow strokes, savoring every drop of her cream. I pushed my tongue inside her hot entrance, f*****g her with it while my fingers curled against her g-spot. Her hips rolled against my face, grinding slowly. I could feel her getting close again. Her p***y fluttered and clenched around my fingers, hot and silky.

I sucked harder on her c**t, flicking my tongue fast while pumping my fingers deeper. Lucia’s back arched. Her heavy t**s jiggled with every shaky breath. She came again, her p***y gushing hot juice onto my tongue and chin. The taste was stronger now, sweeter. I kept licking through her orgasm, drinking her down, drawing out every wave until she was whimpering and trembling, her thighs shaking around my head.

I finally pulled back, my face shiny and wet with her juices. Lucia looked at me with glazed, lust-filled eyes. She reached down and stroked my massive, throbbing c**k slowly with both hands, her fingers barely able to wrap around the thickness.

“Your turn to relax, Mr. Rossi,” she whispered, her voice husky. “Let me take care of you properly. You deserve to enjoy every luxury this jet has to offer.”

She pushed me onto my back. Lucia straddled my waist, her wet p***y hovering just above my c**k without touching it yet. She leaned down and kissed me deeply, her tongue tasting herself on my lips. The kiss was slow and hungry. Then she started kissing down my body — my neck, my chest, my stomach — leaving a trail of wet, warm kisses and gentle bites that made my skin tingle.

She spent extra time on my n*****s, sucking and licking them while her hands stroked my thick c**k with long, teasing strokes. The sensation was surprisingly intense. I groaned, my hands roaming over her curvy body, squeezing her soft ass and heavy t**s. Her skin was smooth and warm under my palms.

Lucia moved lower. She licked along the underside of my shaft, tracing every thick vein with her warm, wet tongue. She sucked on my heavy balls one by one, taking them into her mouth and gently massaging them with her tongue. The feeling was incredible warm, wet, and slightly sucking pressure. She looked up at me the whole time, her eyes full of devotion and lust.

She returned to the head of my c**k, sucking just the fat tip while stroking the shaft with both hands. Thick spit poured from her mouth, making everything slippery and shiny. She took her time, worshipping every inch, licking the precum that oozed from the tip and savoring the taste.

The jet’s luxury surrounded us completely. I reached for the control panel and dimmed the lights even lower, creating a more intimate atmosphere. Soft classical music played from the hidden speakers, the notes blending with Lucia’s moans. The temperature control kept the room perfectly warm. Through the large windows, the sky was turning darker as we flew toward Italy, the clouds glowing in the fading light. The bed was large and comfortable, the silk sheets sliding against our skin with every movement. A small touchscreen on the nightstand let me order more drinks or adjust anything I wanted. This was pure power and luxury.

Lucia kept sucking and licking me for a long time, bringing me close but never letting me c*m. She edged me perfectly, slowing down whenever I got too close, her mouth hot and wet, her hands skilled and relentless. She licked every inch of my c**k, from the base to the tip, then back down again, covering me in her spit.

After what felt like forever, she crawled up my body again and straddled me. She rubbed her soaked p***y along the length of my c**k, sliding up and down without letting me inside her yet. The heat and wetness were driving me crazy. Her juices coated my shaft completely, making it slick.

“You feel so good against me,” she moaned, grinding slowly. “I want you to f**k me so bad… but I want to make this last. I want to enjoy every second with my new Don.”

I reached up and pulled her down so I could suck on her t**s again. I latched onto one n****e like a hungry baby, sucking hard and rhythmically while my hands gripped her ass. Lucia ground her wet p***y against my shaft, coating it in more of her cream. The friction was delicious but not enough.

We stayed like that for a long time — me sucking her breasts, switching from one n****e to the other, licking and biting gently, while she ground on my c**k. Her moans filled the luxurious room. The silk sheets were now completely messed up beneath us. The jet hummed steadily, carrying us through the sky. The sunset outside the windows painted everything in beautiful colors.

Lucia’s moans grew louder. She was getting close again from the friction on her c**t. I sucked harder on her n****e, biting gently. She came one more time, her p***y gushing against my c**k, soaking my shaft and balls with fresh hot juice. Her body shook on top of me as she rode out the orgasm.

She was breathing hard when she finally lifted herself up a little. She positioned the fat head of my c**k at her entrance, rubbing it against her opening, teasing both of us.

“Please,” she begged, her voice desperate. “I need you inside me now. I can’t wait any longer.”

I gripped her hips tightly, feeling the soft flesh yield under my fingers, ready to pull her down onto me. But I held back, teasing her instead. I rubbed the fat head up and down her soaked slit, coating myself in her cream. Lucia whimpered, trying to push down, but I kept control.

“Not yet,” I growled. “I want to enjoy you a little longer.”

I pulled her up my body until her dripping p***y was hovering over my face. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down, burying my tongue inside her again. Lucia moaned loudly, grinding against my mouth. I licked and sucked her c**t while sliding three fingers back inside her, pumping them deep and slow.

Her thighs squeezed around my head. Her juices ran down my chin. I ate her p***y with long, hungry strokes, savoring the taste and the way she trembled above me. Lucia’s moans grew louder. She rode my face, her heavy t**s bouncing as she moved.

I kept fingering her and licking her c**t until she came again, gushing onto my tongue. I drank every drop, holding her in place while she shook.

When she finally calmed down, she slid back down my body. She rubbed her soaked p***y along my c**k again, this time pressing the head against her entrance more firmly.

“I need it,” she whispered. “Please give me your cock.”

I rubbed the tip against her opening, teasing her one last time, making her beg even more.