Page 62 of The Gangster King

Yanking my dress pants down my legs, I pull her ass against my cock. Her bare ass is hot against my cock.

“No. Dante, no,” she shudders, her hands digging into my forearms.

“I won’t. Keep touching yourself and follow my lead.” I growl into her hair.

My hard cock slides between her ass and along her pussy as I move her along the shaft.

“Oh fuck,” she cries as it rubs through her pussy, nudging eagerly at her wet entrance.

“Rub your clit,” I order.

Her hand lifts off my arm, and I know the minute she does. I hear her moan.

I close my eyes and guide her body along my cock faster. Back and forth. Each time, her dripping cunt retracts and tries to clamp onto my shaft like a hungry animal.

It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever felt.

When she tilts her body, attempting to take me inside, it almost tips me over the edge.

It would be so easy...

In two seconds, I could be inside her. Both of us getting what we need. Pure pleasure. Connection.

To claim one another.

“I need—” Adelina begins, and suddenly lifts, her pussy clamping around the head of my cock

Fuck!

“No.” I pull her off.

“Dante!” she cries, digging her nails into my arm.

I slide back to the original position and keep moving. Fast. Faster.

I’m close.

So close.

Reaching around Adelina’s shuddering body, I take over and rub her clit in circles eagerly.

“Come for me kitten.” I demand. “Close your eyes and imagine my cock inside you. Imagine me filling you with my power and all those delicious nerve endings firing in symmetry.”

“I hate you,” she cries, arching against my chest, jolting as she keeps trying to get my shaft back inside her.

“Naughty little cunt. Now come, Adelina,” I say, smacking her pussy.

She screams.

I smack it again and feel her juices pour from her.

Then a third time.

My blood turns to fire, my cock exploding as she shudders around it and digs her fingers into my forearms. Together, our moans of pleasure fill the cab of the vehicle and it’s like we are gliding through heaven together. Not connected as much as we both want, but close enough.

Addy’s body slumps back against my chest, and I kiss her neck.

“Good girl,” I rumble.