Heart of the Mafia King

Close Your Eyes

{Maisie’s POV}

He grabbed my hand, the one I was just using to pleasure myself, pulling it to his face and sucking my fingers into his mouth. “Mmm.. so sweet..” he groaned. “You know, I can help you, and we don’t have to go all the way.” He said, smirking.

What had I gotten myself into.. was I really ready for this.. he did say we didn’t have to go all the way. Maybe, maybe for once I can actually enjoy myself. I never did enjoy my times with Robert.. but Angelo, even with the little things he does, makes me feel like I never have before. I wanted more.. I wanted to feel more of him. I wanted more of his hands on me, and I wanted to know what things he has planned with that gorgeous smirk across his face.

“Angelo.. what.. what are you doing..” I asked, as he popped my fingers back into his mouth, licking across them. “Mmm..” I mo****, my eyes rolling back.

He pulled my fingers from his mouth, “Fu**..” he said breathlessly. “I could get used to making your eyes roll back like that..” he groaned out.

“Angelo.. please..” I whispered, loosening my grip on the blanket.

“Please what Maisie?” He asked, a smirk crossing his face. “Anything you want, just say the word.. in fact, I’ll do anything and everything, but you have to be the one that says what you want. Every single word you say, I will do it, no matter what.” He chuckled deeply, that smirk settling back onto his face. “Just.. tell me what you want Maisie..”

F***.. anything I want.. anything at all.. I just have to say it. Can I say things like that.. can I really do this.. the blush crept up on my face again. “Angelo.. I.. I don’t know if I can..” I whimpered. “I-It’s embarrassing..”

“It’s okay Maisie.. we don’t have to do anything.. but I want to.. I want to touch you.. to feel you.. to taste you..” he groaned, looking over me.

“Is the door locked?” I asked, my mind racing.

He nodded. “I locked it when I came in.” He smirked.

I looked down, noticing he was hard as a rock..his co** twitching in his pants that now seemed entirely too tight. “Take off your pants..” I said, watching him closely.

“What?” He asked, his smirk faltering a little.

“You said you’d do anything I asked right? So take off your pants.” I smirked, watching as he stood up slowly, pulling his pants off and discarding them on the floor, his hard co** twitched again in his boxers, causing my eyes to scan over him. “And your shirt.” I added.

He began unbuttoning his shirt, before pulling it off and discarding it with his pants. “Okay, now what Maisie?” He asked, leaning against the bed frame.

“Now close your eyes.. and sit here on the bed.” I said, patting the bed beside me. He sat down, closing his eyes. I put the blanket over both of us, and scanned over his body with my eyes. “Keep your eyes closed! Don’t open them until I tell you to.” I said, carefully climbing into his lap, and pulling his di** from his boxers. I lowered myself down, not putting him inside me, but sliding across his co**, allowing myself to grind against him. “God..” I mo****, throwing my head back. It felt so good to slide across his co**, and hearing his mo*** let me know that he was enjoying this too. “I want.. I want more..” I mo****, grabbing his hands and moving them up to my waist. I was completely nak** on top of him, but he was doing exactly as I said, keeping his eyes closed. His hands gripped my waist, more rough than earlier as I felt his fingertips digging into my skin. “Yes!” I groaned, moving against him, grinding my hips into his faster.

“I want you to answer my questions honestly..” I said softly, leaning down against him, my bre**** pressing against his chest. “Do you really want to touch me.. to feel me.. to taste me?” I asked, my face burying itself in his neck.

“Yes!” He groaned, his body twitching under me. “I want to explore all of you..”

“Please.. touch me.. feel me.. kiss me..” I whispered breathlessly.

He grabbed my hair, pulling it back to where we were face to face before his lips overtook mine. His kiss was full of hunger, of passion, a feeling that I didn’t know I could feel began to bubble up within me. I ran my fingers into his hair, pulling him as close to me as possible. I felt his co** twitch under me, and my body felt like it was on fire. I reached between us, raising myself up, and sliding one of my fingers into myself. I mo**** into our kiss, as I began to finger myself.

His hands did what he said they would, exploring every inch of my body that he could, and when he felt that my hand was between us, and my fingers inside me the groan that came from him was something wild, deep, and feral. I felt one of his hands begin to stroke his co** under me, while the other ran up, grabbing my as* roughly. I pulled back, throwing my head back and mo***** loudly. “Angelo!” I gasped.

He kept his eyes closed, just like he said he would as I looked back down at him I could see that. “Yes Maisie?” He asked, waiting for me to say something, anything.

“Please.. I want you to finger me.. I want you to taste me..” I mo**** pulling my fingers out.

“I thought you’d never ask!” He said, keeping his eyes closed, he pushed me backwards off of him. I landed on my back, against the mattress. I blushed, closing my legs tightly, embarrassed for him to really do this. “Open your legs Maisie.” He said, his voice deep, and feral. “Let me do what you wanted me to..” he said, grabbing my knees and pulling them apart, making sure to keep his eyes closed like I had asked.

I reached down, covering my bre**** and pu*** with my arms, and my hand. “Angelo..” I whimpered.

“Yes Maisie..” he replied hungrily.

“Open your eyes..” I said.