Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6

At first I looked around and panicked about where we were – a church, of all places! –

But when I felt his hard cock under his pants, I just moaned and closed my eyes.

His mouth kissed my neck, then went lower –noveldrama

Until he slipped the top of my dress off one shoulder, pulled down one cup of my bra, and was sucking on my nipple.

I groaned and fumbled blindly with his belt since I still had my eyes closed.

I didn’t want to see the people in the stained glass window – or think about them seeing what I was about to do.

I think I was taking too long, because Valentino finished unbuckling his pants for me. He unzipped his fly –

And suddenly I felt his hard cock in my hand, hot and thick.

I caressed his shaft and felt it stiffen even more.

He groaned –

And then his hands were hiking my dress up to my thighs.

His fingers hooked my underwear and pulled it down.

I quickly stepped out of them, leaving them on the wooden floor.

He pulled up my dress again –

Grabbed my ass and hoisted me up –

And as I looped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, I felt the firm pressure of his head between my lips.

“Oh!” I cried out as he pushed inside me.

First the thick, swollen crown –

Then the first couple of inches, which he withdrew till only the tip was inside me –

Then in and out, little by little, until most of his cock was covered in my wetness.

Then he plunged all the way inside me.

I kept my eyes closed as I cried out in ecstasy.

And then he began fucking me –

Right there in the middle of the chapel.

I moaned and shrieked as he thrust inside me, fwop fwop fwop fwop.

At one point, I opened my eyes in a daze –

And remembering where I was, I shut them again immediately.

Suddenly Valentino was walking with his cock still inside me.

I felt cool stone press against my back –

And he began fucking me against the wall of the church, harder and faster.

I couldn’t control myself.

As I came, my screams filled the rafters of the chapel.

And then I came again.

And again.

The wrongness of what we were doing –

The sacrilege of where we were doing it –

It made it so dirty.

And raw –

And nasty –

And sinful –

And sweet.

So, so sweet.

I needed this.

I wanted this.

I wanted him.

And if she was going to get to marry him here –

Then at least I got to fuck him here.

To claim him here.

To make him mine one last time.

I guess he got tired of holding me up because he gently lowered me to the floor.

Once I was lying down, he began whispering passionately in my ear as he fucked me even harder.

“Baby –

“Oh, fuck, Cat –

“Your pussy –

“You feel so good –

“I want to fuck you forever –

“To be inside you forever…”

I’m going to hell for this for SURE, I thought –

But as long as I was already going to hell, I was going to enjoy the ride.

And holy shit, did I enjoy the ride.

I came over and over, with one orgasm blending into another, until I didn’t know where one started and the next began.

Valentino kissed me hard, his tongue in my mouth, sliding over my tongue, and he groaned.

I felt him explode deep inside me –

His cum, thick and hot, filling me up.

I came even harder and screamed even louder.

When it was over –

When the spasms of his cock slowed down, then finally stopped…

And my own orgasm was fading into a pleasurable hum all over my body…

I realized what I’d done and cringed in shame.

I’d let him fuck me…

And then come inside me…

On the floor of a church.

Specifically, on the floor of the church he was getting married in tomorrow.

To another woman.

I’m going to hell, I’m going to hell, I KNOW I’m going to hell…

But in that moment?

Getting to have him one last time –

In one of the most passionate moments we’d ever shared?

It was worth it.