Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion

I had to admit that he was a very persuasive person…

"I don’t mind being part of the mafia if I get to live with you…" I said as I looked him squarely in the eyes.

Hopefully he understands my condition.

"Is that what you’ve decided?" he asked as if to make sure.

"Yes, it is…" I replied decisively.

There was a brief moment of silence as it seemed like Hayden was waiting for my words to sink in.

"Welcome to the family," Hayden said with a bright smile.

I laughed along with him and his adorable joke. I couldn’t help but wonder if this makes me an official mafia gang member or something. Hayden hugged me closer to him tightly and I wrapped my arms around his back. He began kissing the side of my neck and then his hands were quickly on my breasts. I heard myself let out an impassioned moan at the sudden and pleasurable stimulation.

"Wait…Hayden…we just did it last night…" I protested but his hands only kneaded my breasts harder than before.

His hands ran down my body and I whimpered softly as I felt goosebumps form on my skin. As always, my body was reacting so much and so fast to his caresses. My pussy was already throbbing and flooded with nectar.

"You’re so wet already though…so cute…" Hayden teased as his fingers ran along my wet and throbbing opening.

It wasn’t that I didn’t want to do it, but I just felt like we had so many things to talk about right now. However, the way that Hayden was already parting my legs with his hands told me that he was past the point of no return. Hayden positioned his hardness in between my legs before thrusting his enormous cock into my quivering pussy hole.

"Hayden! Ahhh…" I cried out at the intense pleasure of him filling me.

He buried his length and thickness into me, and my hips thrusted upwards to welcome his entrance. I winced a little at the slight pain of his sudden entrance. Truthfully, my pussy was still sore from our activities last night and it felt more sensitive inside of me than usual. When he moved, I moaned loudly before biting my lips to control myself.

I could feel his cock sliding against my pussy walls as he thrusted in and out of my wet hole. My cries of pleasure echoed loudly in the room as Hayden began moving faster and harder than before. My pussy throbbed with desire and the fact that it was still sensitive from last night, made the pleasure feel that much more intense.

Hayden continued to pound his massive rod in and out of me, the thick head of his cock hitting my womb with each firm thrust. I couldn’t take it anymore, it felt like I was going to cum each time his cock thrusted inside of me. My hips wouldn’t stop moving as he rode me like he couldn’t get enough. I wrapped my legs around him and screamed as my orgasm took over me.

Hayden slammed his cock into me until I came once more before he reached his own release. He came inside of me again, his heat flooding my love tunnel and my womb. I lay panting underneath him as I felt the world spinning around me. My entire body felt light like a feather. It was like both my body and mind were floating randomly in the air as I drifted along with the impact of my climax.

After spending half the day in bed together, Hayden finally let me go enough for me to shower and get changed. I was totally starving by the time that I had cleaned up and dressed. Hayden took a short shower too while I ordered some food to be delivered. Without needing to discuss the topic, we both came to an agreement that we would shack up at my place for the day.

He probably wanted to spend time with me while I wanted to corner him here until he gave me answers to all the questions that I had. After all, he did promise to tell me everything if I agreed to live a life connected to the mafia. Now that I’ve told him my decision, I absolutely expect for him to live up to that promise.

When the moment of truth finally arrived, we were sitting facing each other on my bed. I never thought that I would feel this on edge and anxious to hear about the truth. I thought that I had been mentally prepared for anything, but it seemed like that wasn’t true. The truth was, I was more than slightly scared. Worst, I didn’t know where to start with all of this.

"So…who is Jack Witman?" I asked after a moment of hesitation.

Hayden looked at me as a stern look crept into his facial features. Once again, I felt that nagging feeling at the back of my mind like I had heard that name before somewhere. My brows furrowed as I struggled to recall when I had heard that name.

"Have you heard that name before?" Hayden asked as if he could read my mind.

"I’m not sure but I think I have…and recently too…" I confessed, still deep in thought.

Hayden seemed to relax a little as he gave me time to run through my memories. If I wasn’t wrong…that day…

’What is it? Do you need help with something?’ I asked.

’Do you…happen to know someone called Jack Witman?’ the old man asked, his eyes narrowing at me.

Umm…I don’t think I’ve ever heard of someone with that name before.

’Sorry, sir. I haven’t heard of that name before. Sorry, I couldn’t be of help here,’ I replied truthfully as I smiled sadly at him.

’Hmm…I see,’ the old man replied softly.

’Are you looking for that man? Does he live in this town?’ I asked in case I could help.

’Yes. He’s…an old friend of mine. We had a couple of fights when we were younger and I haven’t seen him for many years but now that I’m getting old, you know…I kinda want to see him…’ he said a little sadly.

--To be continued…