Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss

That Night

“You really only do what you want, Dante” Mireille shook her head as she handed him a glass of water.

They were in the living room of his home since Dante had insisted on getting discharged and with his influence and affluence, he was discharged in no time.

“I don’t like the hospital, Princess” Dante took the glass of water to his lips while Mireille stood by his side.

“Your doctor will be here tomorrow morning, right?” Mireille asked.

“He will be. I am not that nonchalant about my own life” Dante replied and held Mireille’s hand, pulling her to sit beside him.

“I will be fine in no time and you don’t have to worry way too much about me”

“I am not super worried about you” Mireille pouted and Dante smirked.

“You always say what you don’t mean”

“We have just a month left together” Mireille suddenly brought up the topic and the soft look on Dante’s face vanished.

“And?” He demanded, his voice suddenly sounding stern and distant.

“Nothing” Mireille quickly said, noting his tone.

“You can’t wait for the month to be over?” Dante went on.

“That… That is not what I meant” Mireille replied.

“Then…” Dante turned to look into her eyes, his eyes boring holes into her own eyes as he stared at her intently.

“Then, you don’t want the month to ever be over?” Dante asked, staring deeply into her eyes.

Mireille felt her heart pounding hard against her ribcages. It felt like he was asking her if she had feelings for him or not and she just could not gone him a response to that but his eyes staring into her seemed to be forcing her to speak.

With all the will inside of her, Mireille looked away from his enchanting eyes.

“What the heck are you saying?” She could not be gladder that she did not stutter the words.

“It will be over in a month” his words sounded conclusive.

“Whether you want it or not, Principessa. It would be over in a month so enjoy for the remaining month” he added and Mireille felt her heart aching.

She looked at him with a forced smile plastered on her face.

“I completely understand that and you whether you want it or not too, Dante Romano. Everything would be over in a month so you’d better enjoy the remaining month” she replied him and Dante smiled inwardly.

At least, he was a bit assured now that him leaving her would not break her, at least not completely.

“Then, I’d better utilise my time perfectly but this fucking wound…” He groaned, glancing down at his stomach.

“It would not stop me from sucking your tits though” he added and Mireille gulped down.

“Are you sure you are strong enough?” She asked him.

“You want it as much as I want it or not?” Dante asked.

“Hell” she let out a sharp exhale.

“You know I always want it” she pulled up and gently sat on his thighs, making sure not to lean in close enough to push against his wound.

Dante peeled her top off her head and groaned at the sight of her luscious tits cupped in a lacy blue bra.

“These glorious and soft tits” his hands found both tits and he groped them.

Mireille moaned softly, throwing her head back as she felt his cock hardening against her ass.

“Master, are you sure you are only going to be sucking your slutty Princess tits?” Mireille asked.

“You fucking know I am going to lose control, don’t you?” He fondled her tits hard and Mireille writhed in pleasure.

Dante pulled the bra down, causing pains to course through her.

“Ouch!” Mireille gasped and moaned as the cool air of the room caressed her nipples.

“Master” she gasped as his right hand slapped her left tit hard. His mouth covered the right nipple, slurping the hard nub into his mouth.

His right hand fondled the left tit he had just slapped, his thumb rolling over her nipple in sync with his tongue rolling over the right nipple.

“Oh fuck… Ma… Master. Oh my” she moaned, her hands wrapping around the back of his head, pushing her tits into his face as her panties grew wetter with every passing second that his skillful mouth spent on her tits.

Dante groaned deeply into her tits as she subconsciously pressed her body against his, increasing the hurt in his gunshot wound but he kept on sucking.

“So fucking beautiful and sexy! You are perfect, Princess” he pulled away from her tits for a few seconds to look at the perfection in front of him.

He ran his tongue all over the left tit, covering her boob with a generous amount of saliva before sucking the nipple into his mouth.

He moaned on her tit as Mireille grinded her ass into his hard on and then he bit down on her nipple.

“Fuck! Christ! I can feel it building up inside of me” she moaned, pulling Dante even closer to her tits as she felt her orgasm building.

Mireille could not imagine this feeling being missing from her life in a month’s time. She could not imagine not having someone to suck her tits like his entire existence depended on how well he could suck.

“Oh my god. I want you, Master. I want you, I so fucking want you”

His hand spanked her ass and Mireille shook in pleasure, her hair darting all over her face. His hand repeated the action, his teeth biting down on the soft side of her right boob.

She trembled, drenching her panties even more. Mireille dropped her head down to his shoulders.

“Can…. Can I cum?” She had said the words before she realized how ‘plain’ (direct) the words were.

“Oh, I… I mean can your….”

“No second chance for you, disobedient Princess. You have to be a good girl to get rewards and Master is going to teach you just how to be a good girl” he pulled her skirt down, burying his hands into her skirt and groping the panty clad ass.

“Oh Christ” Mireille whimpered, on the edge of cumming already.

Dante grabbed her by the waist and pulled her off him, his hands hurriedly doing away with his trousers.

“Oh fuck these pains” he groaned as pain coursed through his veins through the gunshot wound.

Dante pulled away from his briefs and his cock popped out, hard and proud. The pierced head of it seemed to be seeking urgent attention.

“Get down and suck my balls, disobedient Princess.”

Mireille shuddered, slipping to her knees and quickly wrapping her hands around his cock. Her pussy was throbbing with crazy need to cum but Mireille knew she needed permission and she had been a little bad girl so she could not get the permission until she showed him how good she could be.

“Oh god” Dante threw his head back in pleasure as she spat on his cock and ran her hands over it, lubing his cock up.

She ran her hands all the way down to his balls and raising his cock upwards, Mireille took one of his heavy balls into her mouth.

“Oh fuck! This… Your mouth is like a heaven of pleasure! The heavens knows I don’t need them cause I have your fucking slutty mouth already”

Mireille panted as his words and the feel of his ball in her mouth pushed her closer towards her orgasm. She let his ball out of her mouth and licked on the underside of his cock all the way to the head that was now covered with pre cum.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Mireille lapped up the pre cum, moaning softly at the taste of his pre cum. Her hands played with his balls while she put her mouth to goood use, trying to take more of his cock without requiring him to buck his hips way too much since that could increase the pains in his eoundy.

“Fuck! Squeeze my balls lightly, Princess. You are going to make me shower your beautiful face with my fucking cum”

Mireille did as he said, squeezing his balls as her tongue danced on the tip of his cock.

“Oh my fucking…. Che figata” Dante grabbed her by the back of her head and pushed her down to take more of his cock.

Mireille’s eyes watered with tears as his cock pushed against her throat.

“I might as well just give my load to this perfect mouth of yours” Dante groaned and moaned, the pleasure so overwhelming that his brain totally ignored the pain in the side of his stomach.

Looking down at her, he saw her ass quivering in a way it only did wteh she was about to cum.

“Master is being merciful. You can cum, Principessa” he groaned and Mireille moaned out long on his cock as he released his grip on the back of her head.

Mireille pulled away from his cock and fell back to the floor as she squirted, wetting the black skirt that had not been ripped off her body.

“Thank you!! Thank you for being so merciful” she sobbed softly, whimpering.

Dante groaned, getting up from the sofa. He pulled open the single drawer of the centre table and pulled out a condom. He had to make sure he used this each time he fucked her from now on. He could not risk her getting pregnant for him.

Since bending over would be hard due to the location of his wound, Dante got back into the sofa, slipping the condom over his cock.

Mireille got up onto her wobbly knees, getting rid of the skirt and of her panties and her gaze fell on his sheathed cock. She loved having his bare cock inside of her more than when he had a condom on but she just had to make do with it, she wanted to have a good fuck already.

“Sit and ride and you’d better do a good job or you won’t be having the access to things only a good girl has access to”

Mireille looked into his eyes needily and got up, throwing her legs to his side. Dante’s hard cock was pointing at her pussy and as Mireille slowly sat back, his cock pushed inside of her.

“Oh, this feel” the both of them moaned at the heavenly feeling of their bodies aligning.

Mireille took more of his cock, feeling its throbbing with every inch she took in. At about half of his length, Mireille stopped, moaning and trying to take more.

“Princess, your pussy won’t be damaged if you take me all the way in” Dante brought his hands to her waist, a clear indication that if she did not take his entire length soon, he was going to make her take it.

Mireille took in a deep breath, leaned in and kissed Dante on the lips. She kissed him fiercely hard and still in the middle of the kiss, she sat her ass down all the way, his cock ramming all the way into her pussy.

She moaned loudly and Dante groaned at the sudden and almost unexpected pleasure her pussy had just granted him. He could feel her pussy tightening around his cock as she went through a mini orgasm.

“You are squeezing me so well. I think… I think I might just cum already” Dante grunted, pulling away from the kiss.

Mireille rested her hands on his shoulders and struggled for about two seconds to get her mind straight.

“It does not hurt, does it?” She asked but the hurt was the last thing Dante cared about in that moment.

He grabbed her waist, pulling her up and slamming her back down to fuck him.

“Don’t say words like that. Fuck me and moan” His voice was authoritative and Mireille immediately swung into action,

“As you wish, Master” she tightened her grip on his shoulders, raising her hip and lowering back down to take his cock.

Dante’s hand on her waist aided her movement, shoving her back down on his cock until she found a steady pace.

“Oh fuck! Your cock feels so good. So fucking deep inside of me!” She took her right hand away from his shoulder and ran her hands through her hair.

Dante’s right hand left her waist and slid down almost to the point where their genitals were connected in pleasure. His thumb rolled over her clit and Mireille bucked, clearly going even more crazy with pleasure.

“That feels so fucking good that it is almost a torture. ” Mireille moaned, glad that at least in her lifetime she was able to know pleasures like this. Pleasures she was quite sure that her ex boyfriend would not be able to ever give to her.

“Fuck!” Dante groaned, feeling her pussy tighten up against his cock.

“Can…” She dropped down on his cock and rose up almost instantly.

“Your little slutty… Princess” her voice rose higher as she dropped back down, his hard cock filling up her pussy.

“Cum?” She shook as she said the word.

Dante suddenly pressed her back, making her arch even more and pulled himself into a better position that would let him thrust.

Holding her waist down, Dante thrusted upwards, slamming into her pussy and making her feel full.

“Oh cazzo” he groaned, fucking her hard and fast. The pain in his wound was still there and Dante knew that with what he was doing right now, he would be bleeding by the time he was done but he could not think clearly anymore. The only thing that existed to him was his cock and the sweet tight pussy he absolutely wanted to mark as his.

“Aaaaaaargh!!” Mireille screamed loudly as the sudden thrusting sent pleasure sparks running through her.

She could not hold back anymore, her fingers dug into his skin and a scream tore through her lips as she came on his cock.

She shook violently, trembling, quivering, moaning and whimpering as the orgasm took her, her pussy squirting. Going crazy with the pleasure, Mireille attempted to get off his cock but Dante held her down on his cock, the pierced head of his cock hitting. Dante moaned throatily, stilling her on his cock as he felt himself on the edge.

“Cumming” he gave a short notice and came, his cock still fully lodged inside of her but the condom on his cock.

Mireille dropped her head on his shoulders, whimpering at the climax of pleasure that had just rocked her body. Dante slowly pulled her off his cock and got another condom.

He pulled the new condom over his cock and sat back on the sofa. Glancing at his wound, he could see that it was already bleeding.

“Be a good girl and come ride your Master’s cock in reverse” Dante said and Mireille found sudden strength in his words. She turned her back to him, positioning herself in cowgirl reverse, her pussy right over his cock

“Oh yess” she moaned and Dante brought her down onto his cock.

“Yessss. So full” she moaned and Dante took his hands to her tits and groped them.

“Fuck” Mireille moaned, riding his cock as best as she could with the growing need inside of her.

“Oh god!” She moaned, his right hand slipping down to her clit while his left hand remained on her luscious and soft tits.

“You are driving me crazy!” Beads of sweats formed on her forehead as the pleasures in her tripled with the advent of his hand over her clit, strumming her clit while she rode his cock.

About a minute later, Mireille had cum on his cock yet again, her squirt gushing out of her filled pussy. Dante let go of her tit and pulled his hand away from her clit.

His hands grabbed her waist and Dante pulled her up and slammed her back down on his cock, like she weighed nothing.

“Oh Christ!! Master!!” Mireille screamed as he took control of her petite body, slamming her down on his cock while his wound bled even more.

“You drive me crazy, Princess. So fucking crazy”