Dirty Dom: Valetti Crime Family (A Bad Boy Mafia Romance) by Willow Winters

fuck am I going to spank her without making any noise. It’s not going to happen. Fuck.
    “You know you were a bad girl today. Do you know why?” I bet she gets this wrong. I bet she says for fighting me. But that wasn’t bad at all. I fucking loved that.
    “For kicking you out.” I’m fucking floored.
    “That’s right doll.” I run my fingers down her back and leave a trail of feather light kisses down her spine.
    “I’m sorry Dom. I’m ready for my punishment.” Fuck she’s so good. I line up my dick with her hot entrance and slam in. Not at all in punishment. Fuck that, this is all reward. I stay deep inside her, buried to the hilt and give her tight pussy a second to adjust to me. Her cervix wraps around the head of my dick and begs me to fucking pound into it as it squeezes me. It takes everything in me to stay still. Her face is hidden in the sheets as she muffles her scream.
    “Quiet doll.” I grip her hips with both hands. I wanna be rough. I wanna fuck her raw and hard into the mattress. It won’t hurt her knees now like it would have earlier on the carpet. Although maybe my Becca would like to have the reminder of me pounding into her tight little pussy. I wrap her hair around my wrist all the way to the nape and pull her head to the side, my dick still deep inside her cunt. “Don’t make a fucking sound while I punish this pussy.” I hiss into her ear. She lets out a small whimper and closes her eyes. I grip her hair tighter. “Open your eyes and watch.”
    There’s a dresser to our left with a big fucking mirror attached. She can watch as I destroy her tight little cunt. My other hand targets her throbbing clit. I smack it a few times and watch as she opens her mouth in a silent scream. Her eyes watch me in the mirror. I lean down and whisper in her ear with one more smack against her clit. “Watch me own this pussy.”
    With that I pull back and slam into her. Her body jolts forward, her heavy breasts sway with the harsh movement. But I don’t stop. I push in harder making her back arch. Her fingers dig into the sheets and she closes her eyes and bites down on the mattress. Nope. That’s not watching. As if hearing my thought, she quickly opens her eyes and stares transfixed on the image of us in the mirror.
    I dig my fingers into her flesh and rut into her heat. She’s drenched in arousal, making the movements fluid and easy. The smacking sound of me punishing her pussy fill the room and fuel my need. I grunt hitting the wall of her cervix each time. Her body trembles and a look of pain crosses her face. I know she’s got to be on edge, a mix of pain and pleasure. The intensity heightening her need to cum. It’ll make it that much better when she does. She takes it though, she takes every blow.
    I keep up my steady pace and reach forward to grab her breast. My fingers squeeze and pull her nipple. I slowly twist her hardened peak, feeling her pussy clamp down my dick. Fuck yeah, I know she fucking loves that. She thrashes and fights her need to pull away while also needing to push back for more. I fucking love that this is torturing her. Her eyes never leave the mirror though. I switch hands, still slamming into her welcoming heat and twist and pull her other nipple. A small squeak escapes her lips and she bites down on her arm in response. She’s trying so hard to listen. To take me fucking her while being quiet and watching. Her pussy tightens as a cold sweat breaks out along my body. I’m going to cum any minute and so is she.
    “You don’t cum till I tell you to.” I snarl. She whimpers and shakes her head. “Don’t you fucking dare.” Her body heats and shakes beneath me. Needing its release. She struggling to hold on and obey. I make it even harder. I reach around her hips and run my fingers along the side of her clit. I need to get them nice and wet with her juices. She bites her lips and barely keeps her half hooded eyes focused on the mirror.
    “I can’t.” Her