Mafia bosses therapist #2

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The buzzer pierced the haze of our lust like a needle, but Dante's words hung unfinished in the air, his c**k buried deep inside me, pulsing with restrained need. My body hovered on that razor edge of climax, every muscle taut, my p***y fluttering around his thickness. Voices filtered through the door, my receptionist's day off be damned, maybe a delivery or a late walk-in... but the world outside felt a million miles away. Dante's gray eyes locked onto mine, fierce and unyielding, his hands digging into my hips like anchors. 'Until I say so,' he finished, his voice a gravelly command that brooked no argument. With a deliberate roll of his hips, he thrust up into me, hard and unapologetic, scattering my thoughts like confetti. I gasped, the intrusion jolting pleasure through my core, d

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