Contracted to the Mafia Lord: The Devil and His pet

INSATIABLE

~ MIA ANTHONY~

“STRIP!”

His deep baritone voice thundered as I snuggled to the edge of bed.

"uh" I asked, like I didn't hear clearly.

"I would be a fool to repeat myself" He muttered.

However, he's already a fool for making that kind of order, I thought.

I was quite hesitant, besides, I've never done something like this. I left the side of the bed and stood before him, with my heart pounding so loud as if singing to a rhythm, I began to take off my clothes. I wanted to be brave for my father because this is what I signed up for.

With his deep gaze boring into my skin, I felt ashamed. This wasn't how I had imagined my life to turn out.

I took my clothes off, bit by bit and looking at him, I tried hiding those tears that were threatening to fall. I can't be weak in this situation at least, not now.

I took everything off me but when what remained of me was my thongs and bra, I stopped. I couldn't be naked in front of someone who doesn't even regard me, who sees me as a possession and not human.

Looking at me boldly, he strode steadily towards me and all the unimaginable thoughts clouded my mind. My legs instantly felt weak but I didn't bulge.

"You should be obedient to your husband, don't you think?" He said with a smile.

Standing so closely, he took my hands and rubbed them on his crotch and my hands stiffened. "You feel it, right? You wouldn't want me to f$ck you senseless, you know why? You won't recover from it and I bet you wouldn't want that little Mia?”

Now STRIP!

He said again so defiantly as he stepped back and that moment I knew he was getting all worked up.

I took my thong and bra off, and standing before him was me; naked.

"Spin" He said and I did.

He walked to me and instantly, he took me to the bed. I was partially ready for anything but the tears wouldn't stop trying to come. Please.. I heard myself say that but he didn't respond. Instead, he was trolling over my body with his hand and next he took my lips to his while his other hand was playing with my already erected nipple. It came with pain and then pleasure.

I started to respond. My head was in disagreement but my body wasn't, he took his lips to my neck and licked a sensitive spot behind my ear which brought a moan.

"Why are you so sensitive? Huh?" He muttered as his tongue left my neck, I looked at him as if pleading. I wanted more but at the same time I didn't. "Please'' I pleaded again.

"What are you begging for?" He asked and I became mute. I didn't know what I wanted except that my body needed his touch.

In an instant, he took my breast to his mouth, suckling it so hard I couldn't help but shiver, his other hands on my waist, moving it slowly to my clitoris. Rubbing it vigorously, I moaned so loudly and I felt pleasure that I haven't felt in a long time.When I thought he would go all down, he stopped.

He walked into the bathroom and just acted like we weren't in the middle of something, but what's wrong with me, “oh God!” I exclaimed. He was definitely good with his hands.

But why turn me on and leave me unsatisfied.

Looking at my clothes on the floor, I instantly felt weak and stupid and at this instance I didn't know if to blame myself for being too quickly decisive. Maybe if I had begged harder, I wouldn't have been in this situation.