Mafia Daddy's Second Chance - Page 11

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I cried out in surprise as Graham shot to his feet, nearly knocking me aside if he hadn’t caught me in time. Before I could do or say anything, he grabbed me by my waist, easily hoisting me up and into the air. Instinctively, my legs wrapped around his waist and I grasped his shoulders, feeling his hands tighten on my sides. Gazing into his smoldering eyes, I could easily see the need there, feeling my own rising to the top.

I want him so much…

I leaned forward, softly kissing him. I don’t know what possessed me to do it, but I just wanted to see if his lips were as soft as they looked… and they were. It was just supposed to be a small kiss, to get a taste of what he could give me, but it seemed to set him off even more.

Graham groaned softly, cupping the back of my neck as his lips came down on mine, a fierceness that I hadn’t been expecting. He was kissing me so intensely that it was driving me up and over, feeling that desire coursing through my veins. There was no way I could stop, not even if I wanted to. Not that his addicting taste exploded on my tongue, it just left me wanting more.

“Bedroom!” I pleaded, trying to pull at his clothing.

Graham took off down the short hall, easily finding the spare bedroom. It confused me a little as to why he came here instead of mine, but all I could do was release a soft gasp as he dropped me down onto the bed, towering over me as his dark gaze raked me up and down, looking like he was going to pounce on me at any second.

“This is the place where I wanted to take you first.” He growled, ripping his shirt up and over his head, exposing his healing wounds, but I was too preoccupied to worry about them, “and I’m going to have you screaming for me on this bed, Evelyn!”

His muscles rippled with each tantalizing movement, sending a shot of desire to my core. I knew I was wet, my hole aching to be stretched by that massive thing he calls a dick, but I also wanted to remember this as our first time, and not rush it.

Sitting up in the bed, I shakily reached out, unclasping his belt buckle. Graham watched me with dark eyes as I loosened his belt, letting it fall open as I unclasped his pants, pushing them down his muscular thighs. His hard erection could barely be concealed by the boxers that he wore, and I licked my lips, setting them to prepare myself for what I was going to do.

“Little one,” Graham whispered huskily, causing me to look up at him almost immediately, “if you’re going to do something, please do. I’d like nothing more for those pretty little lips to be wrapped around me.”

That was all the motivation I needed as I grasped the hem of his boxers, pulling down as I freed his massive cock, gulping as I wondered just how exactly this was going to fit in ANY part of me.

“Graham…” I whispered hesitantly, nervously looking up at him.

He gently stroked my cheek, but I could see the darkness in his eyes, “don’t worry, little one, you can take it.”

Although I was still quite nervous, I took his words as a sign of encouragement as I grasped his throbbing, hot length in the palm of my hand. Tentatively, I leaned forward, licking the tip of his cock, feeling the slightly salty taste of his precum exploding on my tongue. Graham groaned softly, grasping the back of my head as the tip brushed against my lips, a promise of what was to come.

Wanting to please him even more, I opened my mouth wider, taking as much of him as I could. Graham tossed his head back, eyes closing as he let out a loud, guttural moan that sent shivers to my core. I really liked that sound.

I felt the tip of his cock brushing the back of my throat, a little fascinated to see that I hadn’t even taken half of him in yet. I grasped the part I couldn’t fit into my hand, feeling the hot pulsing, and how he seemed to get even bigger in my mouth.

Okay, daddy, let me please you.

I bobbed on his cock, taking as much of him as I could down my throat with each thrust. I couldn’t help but peek up at him, my heart pounding as I watched the way his facial expressions twitched with each movement, seeing the pleasure that crossed his face.

This is so hot…

“STOP!” He released a guttural moan, pulling me off of him with a soft pop, “I don’t want to cum until I’m buried inside of you.”

My thighs clenched, feeling that need bubbling in my womb, craving to have him inside of me, “what’s stopping you?”

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