Tempted By The Mafia Boss

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Charlotte

It goes quiet and I wonder if he’s left the room, but I didn’t hear him leave so he must still be here.

“Gabe, where are you?” I giggle.

“Still here baby. Right here in the fantasy.” He chuckles deep and low. “Question, raspberry or vanilla?”

“Are you eating food off me again?” I didn’t see any food. God I would just die if one of the staff have been in here bringing us food, and saw me like this, chained up with my legs spread wide.

“Not eating. Smelling.”

“Vanilla.” I answer and then I hear the flicker of something and smell indeed. Vanilla tickles my nose and lulls me to relax all the more.

It reminds me of Christmas spent with my whole family. Abuelita would have her candles out but she’d make these cinnamon buns with vanilla flavor. The combo of cinnamon and vanilla was something I remember very well and looked forward to.

Wow… I’m having all these good memories. All the good memories and pleasure. It’s odd because I’m chained to Gabe’s bed.

His footsteps on the floorboard sound again and a clink. The vanilla scent is closer if that’s possible and it gets closer and I remember the candles.

As the memory hits me warm heat drips into the valley of my breasts and I gasp from the sensation.

Candles, so that’s wax, but it’s not hot and burning.

“Massage candles,” he says in that low timbre and the warmth washes over me.

“I like it.”

“Knew you would.”

Another dose of heat drips over me and what feels better than the heat is ice.

He runs a cube of ice all along the path he poured the candle wax and my God does that feel amazing.

It feels amazing but fuck, I’m wetter. The pleasure is so much that I’m actually wetter than I was and I’m shuffling around in the bed like I’m having the best dream of my life.

He chuckles again and the last bit of cold I feel around my navel is from his lips which is like the cherry on top of the cake.

No more heat and cold comes so I assume he’s about to do something else and he does.

Holy hell, do I gasp as he places a finger inside my pussy and starts working me. The muddle of pleasure and luxuriation I had from the hot and cold has taken me and makes his fingers feel so much better in my pussy.

“Ahhhhhh….” I cry. “Gabe…. Oh God…”

“Feel good baby?”

“Yesssss, oh God I –” The words never come because he replaces his finger with his tongue and starts swirling around my clit. He starts swirling and sucking on the hard sensitive nub of my clit and sucks so hard I arch into the bed from the overdose of undiluted raw pleasure that feels so much better because I’m at his mercy.

Wow…

“Your tight little cunt tastes so good, you taste so fucking good Charlotte.” His voice carries over my body and seeps into me.

I can’t believe we haven’t done this before. I can’t imagine not doing it on the regular.

He sucks and I move my hands. The fact that I can’t reach him sends a thrill through me and I start panting. Writhing against his face. I’m close and on the verge of a greedy orgasm. It’s there and I feel it coil with tension in my groin.

“I’m coming,” I cry.

“Don’t come until I tell you to.”

“Gabe, I don’t know … I’m coming now.”

“Hold it until I tell you to come. Be a good girl for me.”

I pull in a deep breath and try to hold the pleasure back, breathing in short pants helps. I focus on that but then I’m distracted by two things. The first is that he’s moved away from me again and I hear him walking around to the left of me and the next thing is a buzzing sound.

It’s like a phone vibrating on a desk. That’s what it sounds like.

I sense him close again and the bed creaks near my legs, then without warning the buzzing grazes over my pussy lips. I wince, gasping because I’m so sensitive down there and I know what the buzzing sound is.

It’s a vibrator.

Holy fucking hell. He’s going to use a vibrator on me, an actual vibrator.

He’s using it now, he buzzes it over my pussy lips and the hum sends a shiver through my body. I suck in a sharp breath but I don’t get the chance to catch my breath at all because when he pushes the smooth head inside my pussy I lose my mind.

I’ve never used one of these before, never even owned one. I had a very adventurous friend once called Naomi who had a collection by the time she was sixteen and there was poor me who hadn’t even had sex.

She’d lost her virginity at fifteen and told me all I needed to know about it and of course she went into detail to let me know all the ways a real cock was different to a vibrator.

“Don’t come,” he commands and I’m not sure how I’m supposed to listen. I try though. I’m trying and because I’m trying I’m screaming. The craze has to come out somehow.

He was right, like with most things he was right. He said he wanted to give me unimaginable pleasure and he is.

But I’m so damn close to the edge I don’t know how I’m going to stop myself from giving in to the release that’s here to take me.

How am I supposed to do that?

Who can do that?

The buzzing stops and he grips my hips.

“Ready for me to fuck you baby?” he asks. As if I’d say no.

“Yes. I want you…” My body is practically begging to have his cock inside me.

“How do want me baby?” he taunts. He’s the damn tease and taunt. He knows I want him and is torturing me with need and want.

“Fuck me hard Gabe.” I cry out.

“With pleasure.”

He plunges into me and I forget I’m supposed to be focusing on not coming. I just realize I’ve been held in the state of pleasure and the plunge of his cock into me just pushed me to a place I never imagined existed.

He starts to thrust in and out slowly at first so I can enjoy the sensation and then he starts to fuck me hard. My legs automatically wrap around him and I can feel my heels digging into his back because I’ve lost control of my body and I start fucking him too.

All I hear is the clink of the chains and the sound of us. The very, very wild erotic sound of us, it echoes through the room and arouses me further.

His balls slap against my ass as he speeds up, fucking me ever harder. All I can see is darkness but then a white hot wave of electricity pulses behind my eyes and I scream.

I can’t hold my release any more.

“Please…. Please… Let me come Gabe.”

“Come for me baby, come baby and don’t let go.” He does the most insane thing by lacing his fingers through mine and planting his lips on my forehead.

I come and I come and come as hard as he fucked me and it feels like going up and up, and up into the heavens then falling. Falling and holding his hands.

I fall and he’s right there with me as I fall over the edge. We’ve both gone over together and I secure my body to his.

The wave of bliss splinters my mind, severing me from reality and it makes me feel like I can do anything. Like if I were truly falling he’d catch me. Gabe would catch me.

We’re both breathing hard. I can’t catch my breath but I notice his cock is still rock hard inside me even though my pussy spasms around his length.

“Feel good baby?”

“Yes, I feel amazing.”

“Want more?”

I can’t imagine what more he could give me or how he can outdo what we just did.

Like an addict though I want it. I want whatever it is he wants to give me. I want more. I deserve more and all the pleasure in the world. I’m already intoxicated. I want to be drunk and get wasted on it, on him.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Give me more. I want more.”

“Remember… the safe word is red.” I don’t miss the darker edge to his words.

“I remember.” I haven’t used the safe word yet.

He slides off me and then I feel his hands on my waist shuffling me around so that I can go on my hands and knees.

“Things are going to change a little Charlotte. You say red when you want me to stop. This is where I take you to the edge again and release the pain.”

I look back at him. I can’t see him but I sense hesitation in his voice. I’m so hyped up on pleasure though that I don’t want to turn back.

“I want it gone Gabe. I want the pain gone.”

He rests a firm hand on my ass and I already know what he’s going to do.

“I’m going to spank it out of you,” he tells me. “It may hurt but I won’t give you more than you can take. The next time we do this you will only feel pleasure.”

I believe him.

“Pleasure?”

“Pleasure. Should I continue or do you want to safe word me now?”

Control. He’s giving control to me, empowering me with it. It’s something I lacked for so long and I want it back.

“Continue. I… trust you.” As I say the words I know I do. This is crazy and I don’t see how spanking can release the pain, but I trust him and I trust this wild fantasy we’re having. I want to experience the rest.

His hand roams over my ass, then I feel his lips kissing the skin there.

Then a powerful blow to my left cheek rocks my hips forward and sends a shudder through me.

The skin stings and I cry out, but what I feel is the tug of emotion that’s been weighing heavily on my heart, the emotion that keeps the wall up.

Another slap starts breaking it down.

Mentally I visualize it and while he gives me another slap and another and the skin stings what I see is the wall crumbling and I see true myself from years ago. I’m behind the wall clawing away at it to break free.

Abuelita’s words fill my mind and I think of choosing the right path. Beyond the wall is a path of darkness. It’s so thick. So thick it’s stifling, like if I swallow it will take me whole. Ahead of me it’s the light. It’s all the things I wanted. All the things I needed.

I think of the nightmares and they all blend into one. I see them blend into a swirl and push back the darkness, past me, everything.

Antonio, Father Rossario, Tobias. The three worst men who abused me over and over again. I push them to the back of my mind and the wall falls down.

I don’t even realize I’m crying or that there are tears on my wrists.

I never realized and what I feel as I break down is Gabe’s lips smoothing kisses over the sore skin of my ass.

The skin feels sore but the release in my heart is so much more. It’s more than I would have thought would come from this.

The girl I held back is free and the one thing she wanted more than anything was her guy.

“Are you okay…Goddess?” His voice is soothing. I can tell that he would have preferred to give me pleasure than make me feel pain, or release me from pain.

“I feel… alive.”

“Good. Good girl. Pain with pleasure is freeing. Want more pleasure?”

I nod. “Yes, I want that.”

“I’ll give it to you. Remember the safe word.”

I’m surprised at myself again because here I am enticed to see what he’s going to come up with next.

I get the heads up of what’s about to come when he circles his finger around the tight rosette of my asshole.

“I want to take you here. Fuck your perfect ass and claim you. May I do it, or do you want to safe word me now?” His voice is filled with desire.

Fucking hell… I don’t know what that will feel like but I want it. His fingers on me feel so damn good I can’t imagine not savoring his cock. But his cock in my ass?

That newfound empowerment seems to have made me more adventurous and I find myself nodding. The blindfold moves against my nose as I do.

“Do it…” I breathe and I feel him get behind me.

First he licks over my ass, presses his tongue into the rosette of my asshole and trails over my pussy which is already wet again.

He continues licking and I moan with the sensation then I feel the fat head of his cock against my asshole. I feel it and then he’s inching into me.

Slowly, slowly and then he’s in.

Oh my God, he’s in. My eyes go wide and my lashes bend against the blindfold.

He’s in my ass getting ready to fuck me and it feels amazing.

I realize I haven’t started to feel anything yet because when he starts moving that’s when amazing blasts over me in a cascade of pleasure I’ve never experienced before.

He steps up and his balls slap against my pussy lips, the sound arousing, his movements sending me back to the edge but this time wrapped in pleasure.

He growls and his cock tenses inside me. I know he’s close to climax. He has to be. He speeds up even more and then the both of us are crying out from the pleasure that grips us in its claws.

He starts pounding and I can’t even form the words to tell him I’m coming. I can’t give the warning. I come and so does he. The heat floods into my ass and it’s a new wild sensation that’s just like him. I come and I scream into my release as I leap into bliss beyond belief.

I leap and the grip he has on my hips steadies me, holding me in place.

The orgasms however don’t stop coming even though he’s climaxed. It’s like wave after wave slaps me and makes me collapse beneath him in a heap.

He pulls out of me then I feel him running tissues over my ass and my pussy and he cleans me.

I try to still my breath and calm my racing thoughts.

He frees my hands first and then the blindfold comes off. I don’t open my eyes fully at first but when I do he’s looming by my face.

I reach for him and it feels so good to touch him.

“How do you feel? Are you okay?”

“I feel like a goddess.” I smile. I feel great, but drained.

“Does the goddess want to step in the hot tub with me?” He caresses my back.

“There’s a hot tub here?” I lift my head.

“Oh yes.”

“I would love to go in the hot tub with you.”

With a wide smile he scoops me up and I secure my arms around his neck.

I’m drained out with overindulgence in pleasure but I want whatever he has in store for me next.