Horny mafia
"No…please," Olivia begged when Pedro threatened to rip her dress apart. The fire residing in her heart was indistinguishable.
"I thought we came to a compromise," he muttered huskily and snapped the waistline of her panties, the pain mixed with pleasure had her squeezing her thighs together.
"Not…not here…what if…ahh," she didn't even finish the words when the man already dragged her panties down artfully. He spread her on the couch and half bent down.
"Sweetheart, you shouldn't have worn this.. at least not in public," he murmured mischievously and removed her panties entirely. Olivia was exposed, thank god, she was clean down there, Pedro ran his fingers on her mound and stopped just at her folds. she shivered when he rubbed his thumb on her cl*t.
"I love it when… when you do this for me," he whispered as he leaned down to her belly, rubbing his face against her smooth skin. Olivia's toes curled in need when his hand cupped her mound. So sensitive and wet.
"Watch me touch you," he whispered with a smirk tugging at his lips and spreading her legs with just his large hand. Olivia was ready for this. The entire night Pedro had been provoking her and touching her in awkward parts of her body, in public. After a romantic dance. He whisked her away to some private room within the building.
"Touch my p***y…," she mumbled while rocking her hips more and coaxing him to touch her. Pedro grinned as he stared at her sweat-drenched face to her exposed p***y. She was dripping, her juices flooding her little tight c**t that his inner monster growled with lust as he gripped her hips, pulling her to him so that her buttocks were lifted off the couch. The position didn't do her well. But Olivia held onto the armrest of the chair for support and screamed out when he took her in a long suckle. The pain filled with pleasure had her muffling her mouth with her hand as Pedro parted her folds with his tongue and sucked on her swollen cl*t.
"Ahh, Pedro…oh god…I'm…mmm," the moans erupted from her throat as the man licked her hole, plugging his stiff tongue in her wet entrance and giving her the utmost pleasure her body was craving for.
She was losing her grip on the chair, the man was tormenting her. Eating her flesh and lapping her juices with hunger. He squeezed her luscious a**, digging his nails in her flesh that Olivia couldn't hold on any longer. She couldn't keep herself from screaming.
"Squeeze my fucking face baby," he growled in between licks, his voice vibrated against her p***y that she found herself squeezing his face tightly that she swore she could destroy him.
Pedro's soul was set on fire by her actions he increased her torture, milking her of her juices until she was whimpering. Her p***y was trembling and throbbing against his mouth. The heavy slapping of her hand on the armrest proved what effect his actions had on him.
"Ahh, no…please…fuck me," Olivia cried out feeling herself losing strength, her voice had gone hoarse from moaning. The man didn't stop even when a wave of orgasm came crashing down on her like a hurricane. Seeing her down the couch as she rocked her hips upwards to give him more.
Again ecstasy started building as he shoved his fingers deeper and deeper and started thrusting, massaging her inner walls to find a spot which made her squirm.
"That's it, baby, say my name," Pedro muttered huskily as he watched her bite her lower lip, her hand moved to her chest and started touching and massaging her breast. He liked seeing her helpless and squirming under him. He increased the pace and fingered her until she was trembling and shuddering. Her inner walls were tightening around his fingers and she let out a heavy exhale of relief. Her eyes were shut and tears were leaking from the corners. He made her one and saw her relaxing. He withdrew his hand and hoisted her upwards until she was half sitting and resting her back against the chair.
"Feel good?" He asked as he took her ripe nipple between his fingers and twisted and pinched.
"Make love to me,..." her eyes opened, blurry and tear-filled that she couldn't see Pedro's face clearly until he came on top of her.
"You don't have to ask for it… everything is yours," he whispered while tugging at his trousers, dragging the zipper down. His c**k sprouted, and Olivia shivered at how huge it was "scared?" He asked with a grin seeing how amused she was seeing his c**k. She always seemed amazed each time and saw her biting her lower lip. Pedro leaned down and gave her an open kiss which she responded and moved her hand down until she touched his d**k. A low groan vibrated up his throat when she squeezed.
"Baby girl, no," he broke the kiss and stopped her from touching him.
"You said it's mine… let me," she protested when he slapped her hand away, he was already hard and if he gave her permission to do as she wanted. He would come hard.
"Spread for me," he positioned himself at her entrance and Olivia did as told. This was risky knowing someone might come in, the party was still ongoing. What guts Pedro had to drag her here. With one slide he entered her.
Both moaned in pleasure. It was like they were meant to be together just by how they fit.
"Hands on my shoulders," he ordered her and Olivia complied. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he went deeper and deeper. This was what they loved to do. Be one and pleasure each other. And when Pedro pounded in her, her walls came crashing down as ecstasy took over her. His warm release filled her up and dripped from her as he continued plunging in making sure she had every drop of his c*m.
"Never again," Olivia muttered breathlessly as she held onto him. The man snuggled on her chest, his breath fanning her breasts
“I have work to attend to…come on," the man said and withdrew, and climbed off her. Olivia nodded, despite how tired she was and sat upright.
"I'll walk around, Ira must be lonely," Olivia remarked while dragging her dress down, Pedro was fully clothed by the time she got up from the chair.
"Give," she asked for her panties, noticing how he was holding onto it.
"Come get it later," saying that mischievously shoved her panties in his pockets and wore his coat. Olivia was in disbelief.
"Pedro…no," he said. It was ridiculous to let her walk around without wearing her panties. However, her protest led to nothing when there was a light knock on the door.
"Don't go, once I'm done talking to the men…I'll come to get you," Pedro said and turned to leave when he felt dizzy. Olivia noticed that he even missed a step.
"Are you alright?" She asked, feeling concerned and he nodded. Walked back to her and planted a kiss on her forehead.
"I'm alright, maybe a little tipsy but I can handle it," he whispered, assuring her and Olivia nodded. She fixed her hair and both walked out of the room.
They found a man dressed in a black waiter suit waiting outside.
"Go to the party hall, I'll come to get you," Pedro coaxed and Olivia did as told. For some reason, she didn't feel right walking without anything inside.
But once she came to the party room, it was even more crowded than the last time they left. People seemed drunk and enjoying themselves. She spotted Gabby dancing with some hot women and she knew the man was enjoying it.
"Gabby, have you seen Ira!" Olivia said at the top of her voice as soon as she walked up to Gabby, the music was so loud that she didn't think anyone could talk in such a place and be heard.
"I'm…not sure she said she wanted to get some fresh air…check outside!" Gabby shouted in between screams while dancing seductively. Olivia shook her head and decided to see Ira. She must have felt lonely.
"Where could she be?" Olivia muttered as soon as she came outside and didn't see a sigh from her. Only some men and women standing in groups.
"Excuse me sir…have you seen…"
"Ms Ira…she's in the garden," surprisingly the waiter who was attending to me earlier said before I could even tell him. Feeling a little relieved I thanked him and hurried towards the garden. It was slightly dark since the lights were on.
Taking her time, Olivia walked down the pavement heading to the garden, spotted a figure there and rushed down… as soon as she reached the garden, Olivia came to a halt when she saw Luciano.
"Hello baby, glad you came," the man turned around and said, on the ground.
"What did you do to her?" Olivia spat out when she saw an unconscious Ira on the ground tied up. Luciano smirked only for two men to emerge from the shadows and stood behind Olivia.
"It's either you come with me. Or she dies," he said in a dark tone and Olivia was stunned.
