Mob
Mistress blurb
When hair stylist Lexi Tyler finds herself evicted
from her apartment, her best friend sets her up with the mobster Bobby
Manghini, knowing he likes to play sugar daddy. He offers her a luxury
apartment overlooking the city and spending cash every time he sees her, but
one thing is clear: he is the bossman.
Lexi soon discovers Bobby backs up his rules with
firm, over the knee discipline, but he also takes responsibility for all her
problems, giving her more support than she ever dreamed of having from a man.
Mobster Bobby Manghini likes to be the man in control,
particularly with women, which is why he prefers a mistress for sex, even
though he’s no longer married. When he strikes a deal with Lexi to be at his
beck and call, he finds in her the full package -- a hot, intelligent woman who
is turned on by his dominance and willing to submit to his punishment. But when
she finds out he doesn’t have a wife, she is hurt by the deception and severs
all ties.
Can he prove to her their relationship meant more than
a business arrangement? Or will he lose the one woman willing to give him
everything he ever desired?
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Excerpt:
“Climb on me,” he ordered, his voice rough.
She smiled and crawled up to straddle his cock, rubbing its head over her juicy slit a few times before impaling herself on it.
“Oh God, Lexi,” he groaned. She rode him, resting her hands on his shoulders, undulating her back and hips to create a rhythm. Her face flushed, her dilated eyes turned glassy. She began to move faster, fingers digging into his skin.
Picking up the belt that still lay on the bed, he wrapped it around her bottom, using it to leverage her hips to meet his, slamming her against him with a slapping force.
She made a keening cry and arched, throwing her head back and stilling as she shuddered in orgasm. He cupped her breasts, pinching both nipples as he watched her ecstatic peak.
After a moment, she opened her eyes and looked apologetic. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to go so fast,” she said.
He pushed her off him. “Climb back over those pillows.”
She looked alarmed, but obeyed without question.
He let her worry as he climbed onto his knees behind her and pushed in. “I’m not going to whip you again,” he said, amused. “That is, unless you need me to.”
“No, sir,” she said in a small voice.
He thrust in and out, the heat from her punished ass magnifying the sense of power he’d experienced spanking her. Though it hadn’t been for pleasure, it affected him just the same.
He pulled her arm behind her back, pinning her wrist the way he had when he’d whipped her and she bucked in a second orgasm. Satisfaction at having read her correctly, the confirmation that his restraint had changed the tone of the spanking for her, added to the euphoria of domination. He slammed into her until he reached an ecstatic crest, which ripped through his body like a tsunami.
Completely spent, he collapsed over her and they panted together, their two breaths becoming one. He wrapped her in his arms and rolled to his side, his cock still inside her. Spanking always formed a bond, but he had never experienced the depth of tenderness he felt for Lexi in that moment.
Renee Rose is a naughty author and kinkster who loves writing about hot alpha males,
Dominance/submission and power exchanges. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic
Author in 2013, her books are all centered around kink, namely: spanking. She
also writes BDSM under the name Darling Adams.
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