Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss
Their Last Fuck

The next day

Mireille walked into Dante’s study where he was working on his laptop. She was dressed in a black sleep dress. The lacy top of the black sleep dress revealed her cleavages and the lace running by the sides revealed her thighs.

“Fuck!” Dante cursed, gulping down.

He was not sure he would ever not get amazed by how sexy and beautiful she could be and how much she could turn him on.

“The sleep dress you bought for me” Mireille smiled at him and did a small turn to show him what the dress looked like on her.

Dante had brought it for her on their way back from work and just like he had envisioned, she looked perfect in the sleep dress.

“You look perfectly sexy” Dante licked his lips and Mireille felt her cheeks flush a bright red.

“Come over here to Master, Principessa. Like you knew what I needed the most right now” Dante whispered as she walked closer to him.

He pulled his chair away from the desk and motioned Mireille to sit on his laps. Mireille tucked her hair behind her ear and gently lowered her ass onto his laps.

“You smell so good” Dante shut his eyes and took in the scent of her.

“You have been working hard all day” Mireille pointed out.

“That is because I have to make sure some things are in place before I travel tomorrow”

Mireille sighed noticeably in response.

“I’d better leave you to it, then” she said and tried to get up from his laps but Dante moved his hand to her waist, holding her back to him.

“Leave me to what? To boring work?” He asked, pulling her hair to the right side.

“I’d be damned to choose work over you and when I said I have to make sure some things are in place, your pussy is one of them. I need to teach your pussy a lesson too” he whispered into her ears and Mireille shuddered. Dante dropped his face to the left side of her neck and dropped a soft kiss on her neck.

“But you need to work, right?” Mireille asked, her voice already thinning.

“I don’t need to work. I need to have you every fucking single time I can” he kissed on the hickey he had given her and Mireille shut her eyes for a second.

Her lips parted as Dante reached his hand to her thighs and parted them, journeying further in between her thighs.

“Ohhh” a soft moan left her lips as her pussy moistened.

“You came here for this, right?” Dante asked as his hands got closer to her pussy.

“Y… yes, Master.” She moaned as his hands reached her bare pussy.

“No panties.” Dante pointed out as his other hand moved to her tits and he groped the left tit in his hand causing Mireille to arch her back and moan in pleasure.

“My little slutty Princess could not wait for me to finish up and come to her so she came to me with no panties, is that right?” He asked and fondled her tit hard causing Mireille to whimper for a second.

“Oh fuck” Dante cursed, knowing he would miss hearing her whimper like that.

Hell! Tonight could be the last time he would ever fuck her. The thoughts of never being able to hear her moans and whimpers after this night made him slap her tit.

“Is that right?” He repeated the question and Mireille lips quivered a response.

“Y-yes, Master. I could not wait so I came to Master” she grinded her ass into his hard on.

Dante groaned, his fingers running over her pussy lips and teasing her entrance while his hand fondled the left tit again.

Dante suddenly stopped all of his ministrations and got on his feet, lifting Mireille off his body and dropping her on his desk.

He claimed her lips in his, kissing her hard as his hands roamed her body, resisting the urge to tear the sexy sleep dress off her body.

Mireille’s hands roamed around him as she kissed him back, tasting him. Her nose was filled with the scent of him and Mireille felt nothing but him clouding her senses entirely.

Her legs lifted and wrapped around his waist just at the moment, Dante’s hands chose to stop their roaming and rest on her boobs.

Dante pulled away from the hard kiss, his eyes filled with want for her.

“I fucking want you” he rasped and pushed the tiny sleeves of the sleep dress down.

The sleeves fell off her arms easily, letting out her tits. Dante looked down at her tits and her lust filled eyes, then back at her tits.

Without a word, he lowered his head to her tits, slurping the right nipple into his mouth.

“Fuck!” Mireille moaned, throwing her head back as her fingers found his hair, pulling him closer into her tits.

“You are so fucking beautiful! So fucking perfect” Dante moaned on the tits he knew he would miss more than anything else.

“Thank you, Master” Mireille trembled as his tongue teased her nipple before he pulled away and took her parted lips into his mouth.

His left hand wrapped around her throat, cutting off her oxygen supply. Mireille kissed him back feverishly as if he was the air she needed at that point.

Her hand left his hair and roamed his hard body before going lower to rest on the bulge in his trousers. She moaned into the breathless kiss, feeling the hard, thick cock she so much loved.

His fingers grazed her saliva wet nipple and Mireille shuddered at the feel of his fingers teasing her nipple while his skillful tongue kissed her, taking control of her mouth.

“Master!” Mireille gasped, pulling away from the kiss as he pinched her nipple hard.

“Oh god” she moaned as Dante soothed the nipple and took her lips back in his.

He kissed her lips for a few seconds before pulling away, locking eye contact with her as he lowered his head back to her tits.

His left hand wrapped around her neck once more and Mireille arched a bit more, a soft moan leaving her lips as she got even wetter.

Dante stuck out his tongue, licking ever slightly on the nipple of her right tit.

“Fuck!” Mireille moaned, her eyes rolling back.

“Don’t look away from me!” Dante ordered in an authoritative tone that made her get even wetter.

“I won’t… I will only do what Master wants me to do” she looked back into his eyes, resisting the urge to throw her head back.

Their eyes remained locked as Dante gave the sides of her tits a long lick before sucking the hard, aroused nipple into his mouth.

Staring deeply into the hazel eyes that reflected her wants, Dante bit down on her nipple and Mireille shook, her hands reaching for his shoulders and holding tightly as she felt her climax quickly building up.

“Master” a cry tore through her lips as Dante broke the eye contact, moved to the other tit and offered the same treatment to it.

“May I cum?” Her toes curled, her grip on his shoulders tightened even more.

“May your slutty Princess cum? Please, may I cum?” She cried out as he sucked hard on the tit he had just bit on.

Dante moaned on her tits before raising his head from her tit to look into her pleasure contorted face.

“Not yet. My slutty Princess does not have the chance to cum yet”

Mireille whimpered on hearing that, her fingers burying into his shoulders in an attempt to hold back her climax as Dante got rid of his belt.

He pushed down his black trousers along with his briefs, letting his hard cock out. The hard, thick cock was lined with veins and Dante groaned as he fisted his cock.

“Will you miss seeing my cock? Will you miss seeing this beautiful cock?” He asked and Mireille whimpered, her gaze lingering on his beautiful cock.

“Y… Yes” she admitted.

“May I touch your beautiful cock, please?” Mireille asked, her gaze transfixed on his hard cock.

My gaze on his cock made Dante all the more harder and his cock jerked in response to her words.

“You may” Mireille pulled herself to the edge of the desk and let her right hand off Dante’s shoulders, she lowered her right hand to his hard cock.

“Oh fuck! Master will miss your soft hands.” Dante moaned as Mireille rested her head into his chest, her right hand unable to wrap around his cock.

She began moving her inadequate hand around his cock, her thumb reaching for the head of his cock and her ears appreciating the groans and moans of Dante as she teased his sensitive head of his cock.

Giving him a hand job made Mireille the more hornier and in no time her body was trembling with her attempts to hold off her orgasm.

“Please, Master” she whimpered, feeling the hard cock in her hand. She wanted it inside of her pussy already and Mireille could not imagine anything more perfect than her cumming with his cock inside of her pussy, her squirt gushing out with his cock fully buried inside of her.

Dante raised her head up from his shoulders, his jaws clenched in the pleasure her hands provided him with.

“I will let this personal whore of mine cum on my cock. Spread your legs” he slapped her thighs and Mireille moaned loudly, spreading her legs faster than she wondered how he knew what was going on in her mind.

In a second, Dante had shoved his cock into her tight pussy.

“Christ!! Thank you!!” Mireille screamed, followed by incomprehensible moans as she came with his hard cock lodged deep inside of her pussy.