The Mafia Boss' Obsession

The woman's sweat was dripping over his torso as their bodies entangled. The smell of her natural scent mixed with the evening's perfume awakened all of Terrence's senses and exaggerated his desire to ravage her. He could barely see through the fog of their passion in this dark room, but for one fleeting moment he could make out her skin glistening with erotic emotion in the red glow of light. "Ah!" was all the woman could muster as Terrence pressed her body against the mattress. They can both hear the sweet sound of their moans in every thrust he makes. "Ah! You're so tight!" he groaned. His seven inches seems too large to fully occupy her mound. Terrence shifted his weight on his arms so he could fully pound her. She arched her back to better accept him. He then began ramming inside making her howl in both pain and pleasure. "That's right babe, scream my name now!" Terrence ordered. His voice is aflame with lust. "Ah! T-Terrence!" she wailed, eyes slid shut in ecstasy. He pulled his pulsating shaft all of a sudden to tease the woman and lay down his sweaty body on the bed. The woman gets up understanding what he wants and lay beside him in a prone position. She began stroking his hugeness with her long fingers and owned it with her greedy mouth. He grunted as her tongue slowly made love to his manhood. Terrence grabbed her hair and harshly pressed her head onto his, making her choke a bit. Her doe eyes teared up. "What the hell! Don't stop!" Terrence yelled when she paused to cough. The woman submissively obliged and continued what she was doing until Terrence spilled his seed inside her mouth. She gulped every ounce of his cream and savored it by licking her luscious lips. Terrence got up and dragged her sweaty body down and pinned her against the mattress. He cupped her supple breast with his warm hands and massaged it vigorously and played with her pebble-like n*****s using his tongue. He licked it with gusto like enjoying a delicious ice cream. "Spread your legs," he ordered, then lowered his body between the delicateness of her thigh. The woman lifted both of her legs to give him a good view of her pearl. He inserted his two fingers into her warm cave making her body twitch and her back arch as he fondled it. He extended his tongue and savored her clits matching the rhythm of his fingers. "Ah, s**t! !" she exclaimed and tugged his hair. Molten waves of pleasure are consuming her as Terrence assaulted her femininity. He began thrusting it deeper and faster until her legs quivered signaling an impending climax. Her juice squirted all over Terrence's face. "You nasty woman!" he yelled and forcefully flipped her body. His eyes feasted on her tight, sweaty ass. He kneeled and pulled her sweaty bun upwards and forcefully entered her from behind. He felt a building of gripping sensation inside. Her tightness excites him even more. In a low, sultry, and incoherent mews she begged for more. He leaned forward, his chest touching her back, and grabbed her chin. "You do not tell me what to do, woman. I give the orders here, not you!" he hissed. "Get up and kneel down on the floor!" he scowled and the woman immediately followed his command. He positioned himself in front of her and made her eat his entireness again. "This is what you get for telling me what to do! Now suck it b***h!" He grabbed a handful of her hair. She winced in pain as he pulled it. Now he shoved his engorged man-meat into her mouth until he cry in a release. Her mouth wasn't able to hold everything. Some of his hot milk dripped on the corner of her lips. Just then, the sound of his alarm blared signaling the end of the session. "It's time to go," he sternly said and left her still kneeling on the floor to turn the alarm off. He opened his bedside drawer and picked up one red envelope. This contained a hefty sum of money and threw it at her. "That's an additional payment on top of the one you received on the bar. You know the rules, breaching the contract means death," he said coldly. She reluctantly picked up the envelope and stood up. Terrence, on the other hand, wore a royal blue robe to cover his naked body and began pouring whiskey into a crystal glass, which he guzzled while staring outside his room's glass wall. His vision was filled with the entire nighttime view of the city lights. He sighed as he sipped another swig of whiskey. He didn't realize the woman was still in his room until she hugged him from behind. He pushed him so hard she almost cracked her head on the cold surface of the marble floor. "What do you think you're doing?!" he scowled. He gazed upon her disgustingly. "Terrence, please be mine. I'm all yours. I can make you happy like this every day," she pleaded. He pulled his gun from the bedside drawer and aimed it at the woman. "You're dead if I still see that ugly face of yours after I count to three." He noticed how pale her face became. She nervously picked up her belongings and ran out of his room like a scared rat. He slid the gun back into the drawer and poured another whiskey into the crystal glass, taking another swig. Terrence enjoys drinking alcohol after each session. It washed away the 'taste' of whoever the woman he took home and then went to shower afterward. After taking a quick bath, he went to the headquarters. "Hey boss! How's the session tonight?" Cody, his trusted tech geek blurted out as he saw him enter the room. "Shut up, I'm not in the mood," he retorted and grabbed the close laptop on the table. "How's the investigation going?" Terrence asked while waiting for the laptop to open. "We got a new lead boss. My informant told me it's a new organization here in London. They're very discreet. I will try to infiltrate their system once we find their hideout," Cody explained. Good. Keep digging and stop stalking your ex-girlfriend," Terrence told Cody as he looked at Cody's screen. He's back to perusing her news feed once more. "Boss, stop meddling in my business and go find your own woman to stalk," Cody joked, but Terrence gave him a stern look. He paused his laughter and returned to what he's doing. Terrence was on his way home last week when an attempted ambush occurred. He had to cancel some plans this week just to find the culprit.