Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18

Climaxing in His Arms

I was so wet down there from all his teasing. I couldn’t stop my body from reacting so much to him and

the pleasure that he gave me. I could feel my own slippery wetness on my fingers and knew

immediately that he could feel it on his fingers as well.

“You’re so wet. You act all innocent but you’re actually one very horny girl, aren’t you, Malissa?”

Hayden hissed in my ear.

“No…I’m…” I began denying his claim.

“Show me…how you pleasure yourself…” he commanded.

“No…” I whispered, helplessly.

“Maybe I’ll use this left hand that I’ve claimed to help you out?” Hayden suggested, wickedly.

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“Show me…I want to see you cum,” Hayden said, his voice thick with lust.

“It’s…embarrassing…” I whimpered.

“Would you rather use your fingers or…do you actually want a taste of my cock?” Hayden asked, a

dangerous glint in his beautiful blue eyes.

Hayden thrusted his hips up against my ass and I could feel his hardness clearly against me. He’s…so

big and hard.

“No…” I whispered, pleadingly.

“Then…come on, show me. I’ll help you…” he said.

While I was hesitating, Hayden took hold of my middle finger and guided it to my wet entrance. I felt my

own wetness and heat on my finger as he guided my finger to stroke up and down my own wet slit. I

moaned when my finger brushed against the sensitive small nub in between my legs. Ahh…my clit is

so swollen already.

“Put your finger inside of your pussy…I know you want to…” Hayden whispered into my ear once

again.

Slowly, Hayden helped push my middle finger inside of my cunt. My body reacted to the penetrating

sensation immediately. My pussy clenched around my finger instinctively and my hips began squirming

against my own hand, thrusting up and down.

“Your hips moving wildly, I guess it feels good, huh? Come on, move your finger…” Hayden said as his

hand held mine.

He pushed my hand, thrusting my finger into my pussy hole before pulling on my hand to jerk my finger

out of my hole. He repeated that motion faster and faster as he watched my finger fuck my love hole. I

was beginning to enjoy the pleasure of my pussy being fingered. It had been so long since I had sex

with a man and quite a while since I’ve pleasured myself.

“Now…let’s try two fingers…” Hayden hissed into my ear.

He withdrew my hand and finger from my love tunnel before screwing in my middle and ring finger into

my hole. I moaned loudly as my pussy was stretched and caressed by my own fingers. Hayden guided

my hand once more to pump my own fingers in and out of my flooded hole. It felt so good, my hips

bounced up and down wildly as I finger-fuck myself non-stop. I was so close to my climax; I could feel

the pleasurable ache intensify in my core…I’m about to cum…very soon…

“You don’t have to hold in your moans. The movie is loud…and I’ll pretend that I can’t hear them if

you’re embarrassed,” Hayden teased as he smiled down at me.

I curled my fingers upwards and began thrusting in and out harder and faster, rubbing my fingers

against the rough patch of my G-spot just the way I knew made me feel good. I can’t believe I’m doing

these lewd things in front of Hayden. I could feel his burning gaze on me as he watched my pussy, my

breasts and my erotic face.

Suddenly, my body spasmed and I forgot all about Hayden watching me as my pleasure took over my

mind and body. I came hard, my pussy convulsing and squeezing hard on my fingers as it spurted my

love juice out deep in my hole. I stopped moving my fingers as I tried to catch my breath and recover

from my orgasm.

“Does cumming from your own fingers feel good? Your face was so erotic and beautiful just now…”

Hayden said before bending down to kiss my forehead.

I just came from pleasuring myself right in Hayden’s arms…this is crazy…

What is happening to me…? This is so embarrassing. I wish I could dig up a hole and lie down and die

in it to hide from the shame.

…

Hayden watched as another tear drop formed on her long lashes before rolling down her cheek. She

was already asleep but sometimes she would still sob a little from her crying from before. Slowly, he

reached out his hand and gently touched a lock of her hair, smoothing it away from her forehead and

back in place. The look in his eyes as he watched over her was gentle.

What am I doing? If I touch her any more than this, I’ll be dancing to that old man’s tune. If he plans to

use this woman to tie me down to the mafia group, he can dream on. No matter what, I’m not taking

over this damn mafia group…

Seriously, brother, why did you have to leave me here all alone…

Hayden sighed loudly as he stood up and hoisted Malissa effortlessly into his arms. He carried her

gently back to her room and laid her on the bed. After tucking her in and pulling the blanket over her, he

silently left the room.

…

**Earlier that day**

“You wanted to see me?” Hayden said, clearly dreading this meeting with his father.

Hayden plopped down on the sofa opposite where his father was seated. His face showed his

annoyance, and he wasn’t bothered to hide it.

“I’m sure you know why I’ve called you here,” his father said.

“No, I don’t…” Hayden said stubbornly.

“If you’re going to play dumb then I’ll just get straight to the point. When are you going to marry

Malissa?” the boss asked, his eyes merciless.

“I told you before. I don’t want to marry her. If I marry anyone, it will be Amelia,” Hayden stated firmly.

“Stop playing this selfish game with me. Marry Amelia?! Impossible!” the boss shouted.

--To be continued…