Chapter 36. Punished by the Mafia Don

Lucien

The fresh, clean smell of her hair seemed to reach out to him. He slid in beside her, taking her in his arms roughly, inhaling the sweet, clean fragrance of her body.

His manhood reared hungrily at the familiar feel of her lush body, his cum dripping onto her, and he bent his head to capture her mouth.

She moaned sleepily and tried to push him away. Angered by her involuntary response to resist him, he kissed her hard, roughly and felt her body stiffen in surprise.

Her lashes fluttered open, and the large cinnamon-brown eyes looked into his, startled.

'You have made me wait for this for a long time, little girl,' he growled as he rolled onto her, his hands roving over her full breasts, pinching the taut nipples before lowering his head to bite her.

'And now," 'he muttered, 'I have you where I want you, under me."

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Proserpina

As the vapours of sleep dispersed abruptly, I realise