Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss

Mireille walked into Dante’s study quietly. She gently shut the door behind her, wanting to giving Dante a jumpscare. Dante seemed engrossed in whatever he was doing on his laptop and Mireille was quite sure he did not notice her presence yet.

“I can see you, Princess.” Dante suddenly spoke up and Mireille grumbled loudly.

“How? I was quiet and made no noise.”

Dante looked away from his laptop screen with a small smile pulling at the corner of his lips.

“You do realize that I am not blind and also how would I not notice the presence of a princess?” He asked, pulling his chair away from the desk and spreading his arms for Mireille to get in but Mireille remained where she was, a pout on her lips.

“I want to give you a jumpscare.”

“C’mon. Come and hug me instead.” Dante urged her.

“No, I want to give you a jumpscare.” she insisted and Dante stared at her for a bit before agreeing with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Alright. Let’s do it all over again.” he agreed and returned his gaze to his laptop.

Mireille happily went over to the door, left the room and walked back in a second later. Dante pretended not to see her or notice her presence at all.

Mireille tiptoed up to him and spreading her arms with her hands clawed, she let out a scream and Dante pretended to be scared.

“Mio!” He faked a gasp and Mireille laughed heartily.

Dante laughed too and pulled her into his arms, making her sit on his laps. He reached for her cheeks and pulled at it lightly.

“You scared the hell out of me.” he lied and Mireille laughed even harder.

“As if.” she rolled her eyes and Dante chuckled.

“What are you doing?” She asked.

“Nothing much. Just boring work.” Dante replied and pushed the laptop away a bit.

“Should I help you with it?” Mireille asked.

“You don’t have to.” he kissed her forehead.

“I want to. We worked together one time, I bet I can be useful.”

“Of course you can be. By sitting here and giving me kisses every now and then. I really need it to go on.” he said and Mireille giggled.

She leaned in and kissed Dante on the lips, her own lips brushing over his softly before Dante sucked her lips into his, relishing the taste of her lips and the feel of it against his.

Mireille however broke the kiss and patted his shoulders.

“You are supposed to work now.” she whispered and Dante stared at her longingly, biting down on his lower lip before giving in and pulling the laptop closer.

While he worked, Mireille stared at his face, taking every second to appreciate his facial features. She moved her thumb to his jawline and traced at it gently making Dante’s fingers stop moving.

Mireille’s thumb soon found its way to his lips and after gently trailing on it, Mireille leaned in, replacing her thumb with her lips.

Dante’s arm wrapped around her waist quickly, deepening the kiss before she could pull away from him. His tongue slid in her mouth and reached for the insides of her mouth just before Mireille broke the kiss with a chuckle.

“Jeez, Dante. It’s supposed to be a small and short kiss to keep you going.”

“Not sure I can keep going with a hard on.” Dante remarked and brought his face closer to that of Mireille. He tucked her hair behind her ears.

“Why don’t you get down on your knees and make your mouth to good use while I work?” His voice was husky.

“Is Master sure he is going to be able to work while I ‘work’?” Mireille asked.

“Fucking yes. I’d even work better.”

Mireille got off Dante’s laps and got down on her knees, under the desk.

“Keep working, Master.” she whispered to him, her hands over the bulge in his trousers.

Dante looked away from her to the laptop screen. Mireille unbuckled his belt swiftly, dropping the belt by her knees. She unzipped his flyer and let his cock out.

“Oh fuck.” Dante grunted as he felt her warm hands wrap around his cock.

“Keep working, Master.” Mireille whispered, bringing her face closer to his cock and breathing on his cock, sending heat all through Dante’s body.

She squeezed his cock a bit, getting a bit more of his pre cum on the head of his cock. Looking up at Dante who was faking attention to his work, Mireille stuck out her tongue and licked at the precum on the head of his tongue.

“Fuck working.” Dante rasped and shut the laptop.

“Master, you are supposed to work while I work.” Mireille gave him those innocent eyes that always drove him crazy.

With a grunt, Dante wrapped his right hand around her neck.

“I am your Master and you’ll do whatever I ask you to do, understood?” He asked, tightening his grip around her neck.

Mireille nodded obediently and Dante’s hand let go of her neck. He brought her mouth down to his hard cock and Mireille immediately got to work.

She took his cock into her mouth as far as she could work his hard, thick length. Dante bucked his hip, helping her get more of his cock into her mouth.

Mireille’s tongue swirled over every inch of his cock that she could reach with his cock into her mouth. She pulled her head back, his cock leaving her mouth with a pop.

Staring into his eyes deeply, she drooled over his cock, making it all wet with her drool.

“Master’s cock is so beautiful.” she whispered and lowered her head back, her tongue swirling over his hard cock. She took him back into her mouth, her head bobbing on his cock while her hands went up and down the base of his length.

“Yes! Suck harder. I know you like sucking my cock. Yeah… Right th… Oh fuck! Shit!” Dante threw his head back.

“Suck me until I cum inside of your mouth. I want to cum in your mouth today and watch you drink down all of my cum. So fucking suck harder! Earn my cum!”

*

Dante had his right leg over Mireille’s legs, keeping her trapped in his embrace. It was evening and the both of them were in the living room, watching TV.

“I know you don’t really like watching TV.” Mireille said as she searched for the right movie to watch.

“I do like it. I just never found someone to watch it with me.”

“You have me now.”

“Let’s watch TV together every Sunday evening. Every Sunday evening until I die.” he placed emphasis on the ‘every’.

“What’s with the ‘until I die’?” Mireille questioned.

“I could die first, who knows?” She shrugged and with a deep frown creasing his forehead, Dante tapped her forehead with his finger.

“Don’t even think about dying first. I’d leave before you. No matter what happens, I will ensure that you are safe and I’d choose a million times to die before you.”

Mireille’s heart pounded as she looked away from him and turned her gaze to the TV.

“Let’s just watch this and not talk about death.” she said, closing the topic.

“I have a question though.” Dante’s finger ran through her hair.

“Go on.”

“So there was a time I watched a movie. I think a year ago and there was this really cruel man who fell in love with a beautiful woman. The man was a beast, even I hated the character but he hid the beast side of him away from this woman and made her fall in love. But she later found out about that side of him…. Do you think she stayed with him or left?”

“Uhm… Sounds like an interesting watch. I think it’d depend on how much she loves him. If she loves him well enough, she would stay by his side no matter how much of a beast the man is especially since he is not a beast to her but then I also think the man would change at the end of the movie. Is that what happened?” Mireille asked.

“I guess I’ll find out later.” Dante let out a small chuckle.

“You didn’t finish watching the movie?” Mireille asked.

“I didn’t. I am afraid the movie might have a tragic ending.”

“C’mon. You need to know the ending. What’s the movie’s name?” Mireille asked curiously, raising her head from his chest to look at his face.

“Not telling you. We will watch it later, Princess.” He pressed her back to laying on his chest, his grip around her subconsciously getting tighter.

“I do hope the ending would be as you guessed.” Dante whispered.