Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss
What It Feels Like To Cum Miles Away From Land

“What do you mean?” James questioned, suspicion evident in his tone.

Dante took in a deep breath, realizing that the way he had said the words had made it seem like he wanted her to stay by his side forever.

“Get stronger and protect her. If you can’t, I will protect her until you are strong enough” Dante replied and ended the call without waiting for a response.

He let out a deep breath and dialed Ditto’s contact.

“Good morning, boss” Ditto greeted.

“Felix Dcnard?” Dante demanded.

“I… I sincerely apologize, boss but I have been unable to track him down yet. There is barely any….”

“What’s the best way for me to discard the body of a man 6ft tall?” Dante questioned, the look on his face becoming even more cold and stony.

“Chop the body up and dissolve it in acid, boss” Ditto replied.

“Good. You just chose the way I am going to discard your body if you do not replace him. You have till tomorrow night”

“Yes boss”

The call ended and Dante slipped the phone back into his pocket.

*

Mireille sat on the sofa, her arms still folded and her lips pouty. They were up in the air and being sincere with herself, Mireille knew every ounce of anger in her was gone and all she was doing was anticipating Dante

Dante walked in, clad only in his briefs and without a word, crouched down in front of her.

Mireille tried not to stare too much at his inked body or at the bulge in his briefs that she so wanted to have inside of her.

“You really are not going to tell me what you and James are hiding?” Mireille asked, trying not to look at him as his face got closer to hers.

She could already feel the tingle in her pussy and her gaze was flickering down to his lips while she tried to seem annoyed with her words.

“You know I am not here for that. Your hard nipples also tells me that you are not here for that too” Dante replied and wrapped his hand around her neck, bringing her face closer and capturing her lips in his mouth.

Almost immediately, Mireille kissed him back, giving up on her pretense of still being mad at him. It annoyed her a bit that she could barely stay mad at him but nothing was worth thinking about at the moment.

Dante wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her up, getting up to his own feet.

Mireille had her legs wrapped around him as she kissed him back with all fervour. Impatient, Dante’s right hand roamed her ass and groped it hard.

“Oh” Mireille moaned into his mouth, the moan almost getting drowned in the kiss.

Dante pulled away from the kiss.

“Look at me, Princess and don’t break eye contact untill I allow you to do so”

Mireille shivered in his firm grip, looking into his enchanting grey eyes as Dante pressed his finger into the middle of her ass.

The stretchy dress she was wearing pulled in as Dante pushed and found her asshole. Without warning, he pulled his hand away and spanked her ass.

“Oh god!” Mireille gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she struggled to keep her eyes open.

Dante returned his finger to her asshole, his fingers pushing the fabric until his finger was rimming her asshole.

“Hmm…. No panties”Dante groaned, noting that there was no resistance. He pushed harder, forcing his finger along with the fabric into her asshole.

“Master!” Mireille cried out, her chest heaving and her eyes threatening to roll back in pleasure.

“You know what you should not do, Princess. You know it” Dante said to her and Mireille nodded repeatedly.

Dante pulled his finger out of her asshole slowly, keeping the fabric of jet dress stuck inside of her. Staring deeply into her eyes, he pushed two fingers back into her and Mireille bucked on his body.

“So fucking tight! I can only imagine how your asshole will tighten against my cock when I take you” Dante’s other hand on her waist, pushed her down, making her grind on his hard cock.

“Tell me you want me to fuck you in the ass. Be a good girl and tell master what he wants to hear” Dante demanded.

“I…. I want you to fuck me in the ass, Master. Your good girl will do anything you want even… Even if it is taking your big cock in my ass.” Mireille replied and Dante threw his head back, breaking the eye contact and groaning in pleasure.

He pulled his finger out of Mireille’s ass and dropped her to the floor.

“That little mouth of yours has said way too much to me this morning. I will show you what else your mouth can do perfectly well. Get on your knees”

Mireille gulped down and fell onto her knees, salivating as she looked at his hard-on. Dante pulled the briefs down, releasing his hard cock. He fisted his cock, getting out of the briefs while Mireille looked at his cock lustfully.

She could not wait for the feel of his hard cock sliding by her tongue and gagging her.

“You look like a little slut, hungry for cock.” Dante reached his other hand down and fondled her right tit through her clothings, then slapped the left tit.

“Oh god, Master” Mireille reached her hands forward to his cock and Dante let go, letting her hands take over his.

“Fuck” he cursed roughly as her soft hands wrapped around the base of his cock.

Mireille gulped down and looked up into his eyes as she ran her hands down to his balls.

“Princess” Dante moaned, his right hand reaching into her hair and pulling the dark locks into his grab.

Mireille kept her eyes locked on his as she lowered her mouth to his cock, her lips taking in the head of his cock slowly. Her lips stretched as Mireille let more of his cock into her mouth while her right hand played with his balls.

“Fuck. You always, always drive me crazy” Dante moaned and pushed her down on his cock.

Mireille gagged, her eyes shutting for a moment as his cock hit her throat. She pulled away from his cock but almost immediately got back on it.

“Lick the underside, Princess. Your tongue. Put your tongue to good use”

Mireille instantly did as he said, running her tongue along the sensitive underside of his cock.

“Fuck! That feels so fucking good” Dante’s abs flexed as he groaned in the pleasure of her tongue.

Without a notice, he grabbed her head and pushed the head of his cock back into her mouth. Mireille took him gratefully, her wet pussy pulsing.

“You can take me better” Dante said and before Mireille could even understand his words, Dante had thrusted his cock all the way.

“Urgggh! Your throat feels better!” Dante moaned, keeping his cock buried all the way in her throat.

“Look at me! Look at me, Princess!” He ordered and Mireille looked up into his grey eyes with her own tear filled eyes.

Her mouth was filled totally and with his cock buried to her throat, Mireille could feel her pussy threatening to squirt without permission.

A tear slid down her face as Dante grinded his cock into her throat even more. Mireille’s moans were lost in her throats and without any other options, she hit the floor thrice.

Dante pulled his cock out of her mouth. Mireille fell to her ass, her knees giving way as her stretched lips remained parted.

“Can I…. Can I cum?” She breathed heavily.

“You didn’t just ask me to let you cum in that plain manner”

“I… I am sorry, Master. Please, can your Princess cum?”

“You will have to try again later” Dante pulled her to get back on her knees.

His cock was aching for her mouth and Dante eased his cock back into her mouth.

“You will have the chance to request for permission again, soon. For now, you take my cock back into your mouth like a good girl” he fucked her mouth, using her mouth for his pleasure as Mireille ached to cum, with the feel of his cock fucking her mouth pushing her further to the edge.

More tears dropped and Mireille gripped Dante’s legs tightly, her fingers burying into his skin deeply as she tried to hold back on her cum.

“The best decision I made this year was having a taste of your body!” With every word, his cock fucked her mouth like he was fucking her pussy.

Dante looked at her and saw Mireille’s eyes rolling back. She was going to cum. It was her limits already. He pulled his cock out of her mouth, breathing heavily.

“Now ask again!”

“Master!” Mireille cried out.

“Does your royal whore have the permission to cum?”

“You do!”

A loud scream escaped her lips and Mireille fell back to the floor, her body trembling and quivering as she came hard, spurting her squirt over the floor of the private jet.

Dante bent down close to her.

“And that, Principessa….” He whispered to her.

“Is what it feels like to cum miles and miles away from land”