Page 12 of The Gangster King

Precum leaks from my cock as I squeeze it.

Jesus Christ, she’s wet. Her pussy glistens with desire—for me—as I flick my tongue around her entrance. Right now she’s primed for penetration and with one swell movement I could be inside her, taking what I’ve waited almost two decades for.

To fuck Adelina Baldoni.

As I suck on her clit and stare past the dark nipple, which is sticking out of her nightie, I wish I had more hands. But one is holding her thigh apart and the other stroking my hard cock.

How is she still asleep?

I slide my tongue down past her entrance and back up to her clit. I couldn’t stop this if I tried. I’m like a starving man who’s finally found food after weeks of hunger.

“Dante,” Adelina moans, her hand reaching out for me. I’m unsure how conscious she is, but I keep going.

“Lie back and let me eat you,”

Her head wobbles sleepily. “God. So good. You shouldn’t be doing this.”

Lick, suck, nibble.

She didn’t say stop.

“That’s a good girl.” I let go of my cock and press two fingers at her entrance, watching her face carefully as they slide inside. Her lips part as she arches.

I’ve never seen anything so erotic in my life.

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ADELINA

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I know it’s Dante. Now.

At first, I thought it was a dream. A delicious dream. And while wakefulness is crashing into me like a freight train, I don’t want him to stop.

I should tell him to.

But I really don’t want him to know how awake I am because...I need him to keep going.

His mouth. My god. It’s so...orgasmic.

How is he doing that with his tongue?

Without permission, my body arches into his mouth and shudders with electric pleasure. My hand scrunches the crisp white sheets and a sound I never wanted this man to hear escapes my lips.

I can’t want this.

But I do. I want it badly.

I want to come on his face and rip the hair from his head. It’s so fucking good. I want to feel his huge muscular body engulf me as he lays over me, entering me.

I want to run my fingers over all his tattoos. All of them that I’ve seen appear over the years and have never been able to touch.

I want to wrap my mouth around his thick cock that I’ve only felt once against my body and thought of many times as I’ve brought myself to climax.

And inappropriately at times with other men.

It’s clear Dante Baldassare is capable of destroying me with the way my senses are out of control. I’ve always known this. I would lose myself in him.