Married to the Mobster by Leighton Greene

Married to the Mobster by Leighton Greene

Author:Leighton Greene [Greene, Leighton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-08T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty-One

FINCH

My man just needs someone to show him what’s possible, sometimes. Like five years back, when I showed him New York City laid out like a buffet for the eating. Here and now I knew he wanted my ass, so I showed it to him—also for the eating, if he was so inclined.

But I think I like what he has planned even more. His cock is butting into my chin, and I open my mouth to take it in. This is how he used me the very first time, five years back, so maybe I’m wrong, maybe he could take or leave my ass, and this is his favorite thing.

I don’t think so, though.

I think this is about teaching me my place in this strange little hierarchy. So I open my mouth, and he dips in, shallow, just pressing his silky cockhead against my tongue, and then pulling out. He’s holding his cock at the base. It’s long; he’s got impressive girth, too, curving up towards his belly. It’s exactly the kind of cock the rest of those mobsters wish they had and don’t, and which they suspect, morosely but correctly, that he has.

And now it’s mine. Mine until death. I mouth towards it, wanting its reassuring weight on my tongue, wanting the proof of his desire for me. But he grabs me by the hair, pulling my face up. It stings, just a little. I can tell he’s not doing it to hurt me, just to show me that he can. And then, with his other hand, he lifts his dick and softly slaps my face with it.

I start in surprise; it’s not that it’s painful, it’s just unexpected. And my face is admittedly still tender from Tommy the Thug giving me that huge slap before. I stare up at Luca, wondering what his point is. Wondering what he’s trying to show me, because it’s definitely something, and I want to learn this man.

He stares down at me, his blue eyes electric but unreadable, and then slowly, deliberately, slaps his cock against my other cheek as well.

“That’s the only slap you need to remember from today,” he says, and then I get it. What I’m going to remember from this motherfucking shit of a day is not getting slapped around by Tommy, or the multiple bangs to my head, and it certainly won’t be Tommy getting his fucking face shot off with ten rounds.

No. My husband’s cock will be the only thing I remember from today.

“Stand up, angel.”

I do, my legs barely functioning now. He pulls me close, one arm around my waist, keeping me steady, and with his other hand he gathers our cocks together, so I can feel his warm, wet flesh against mine. And then his mouth descends onto mine.

He kisses like no one I’ve kissed before. I’ve never known anyone like him, and at the same time, he’s the only other person in this world I’ve ever truly known.

He kisses with abandon, with passion,



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