Mafia Conquest ( Mafia Love story #2 ) by KATHLEEN HAYAT (reading books for 7 year olds .txt) 📗

Bonus Chapter 1

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رکھ کے تیرے لب پہ لب
سب شکائتیں مٹا دیں گے۔

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Warning Mature content ahead!

They were back home from their beautiful date. Michael has already changed into his sweats as he sat on the bed with his back rested on the headboard. He was grinning like an idiot in the empty room. Anisah was still in the restroom.

Today was so beautiful. He felt happy after so many days. Cause she was happy, he just hopped with the bottom of his heart that she would let him cuddle with her. Just innocent sweet cuddling was all he yearns for, nothing else!

He was still deep in his thoughts and smiling like a stupid guy when the door of the restroom creaked opened, and he heard small footsteps coming in the room.

He slowly looked her way from the window, only to take a double look and his eyes widened with shock and disbelief written all over his face. His lips parted a little in shock, and he was unable to look away.

There in front of him was standing Anisah in nothing but a net nightie, and he can clearly see her wearing a maroon lingerie. His favorite color on her. From where on the world she got that lingerie from. Fuck! She looks exquisite!

His eyes met hers and he literally gulped. Her eyes full of innocence, shyness with a tint of fear and anticipation.

Her face was looking so innocent but her body was looking smoking hot and man it was a deadly combination.

Michael once again gulped his own saliva as he placed the cushion on his increasing bulge. If she's going to sleep like this on the same bed with him. Gods knows how he's going to keep himself at bay and not pound on her. But come to think of it, she would never wear such thing just like that and then it hit him hard and all the blood rushed to his stick making him hard.

"Where did you get t-this lingerie from?" He asked coolly, trying to make atmosphere relaxing.

Anisah looked down and then gave him a glance through the curtains of her lashes. "I ordered it o-online." She mumbled softly, her hands clutching the hem of the net nightie that was reaching her mid thigh as she tried to pull it down.

"But it's s-small." She spoke looking down. "No! It's perfect!" He spoke before he could stop himself and then looked down as he rubbed his neck in embarrassment.

"You are looking gorgeous," he complemented making her blush, and he continued "and smoking hot." He completed making her to look at him with wide eyes.

Her heart was drumming in her throat. She shouldn't have tried to seduce him. It didn't work! He's sitting their unbothered by her appearance. Maybe she should've just asked him to help her move on from this fear.

"I-I umm... I-uhh..I w-want kids!" She mumbled last part immediately making him shock yet again.

How embarrassing! She thought.

"I also want kids. Ten boys and ten girls." He mused softly as he stood to his mighty height, and she gasped at the number of kids he wants.

"Or we can increase the number if you want." He teased as he approached making her breathing deep.

'Bache paida krne ki machine banaenge mujhe!'
(He'll make me a child delivering machine.)

She thought shocked at the number of kids he wants. When he stood in front of her, towering her little form, she spoke up.

"50 bache theek hain?"
(Are 50 kids fine?)

She questioned in a mocking manner. He made a thinking face. "You stole the words of my heart." He spoke sincerely making her jaw to drop at his words.

She glared at him and turned to leave when her arm was taken in his hold, and he pulled her back. Her back flushed against his muscular chest. As, his arms wrapped around her belly possessively. He pulled her to him more, and then she felt it, his hardness pocking at her lower back. Her breath hitched and she started breathing deeply.

You can do it!

She told herself, as she tried her best to keep her focus on the present rather than thinking of memories. His lips kissed her temple as they lowered to her jaw and neck. It felt different cause it wasn't that rugged beard now, his trimmed beard was tickling her.

He was well aware of her trembling and her fear. He lightly bit her neck and then lick it. Anisah's hold on his hand tightened. Just to check how far she can go, his hand that was on her belly went down to cup her sex, and she jolted abruptly and tried to get out of his hold.

Michael sighed heavily but instead of letting her go, he went to the bed and laid her struggling body down and it somehow made her panic more.

Her eyes widened and past started repeating in her head as she thrashed violently, completely oblivious of the present. Michael holds both of her wrists on each side of her head and dropped his body weight on hers to stop her struggling.

"Ssshhhh Habibti! Relax! Deep breathes." That endearment alone brought her back to reality. She opened her eyes immediately and stared at the ceiling without blinking, she really didn't want to think about that incident. She wants to move on!

"I'm s-sorry." She croaked out as tears started to form in her eyes. "I swear, I'm trying." She mumbled as she hiccuped.

Michael felt like top-notch bastard of the whole damn fucking world. Taking in a deep breath he kissed her earlobe and then moved away from her neck to look at her face. Their eyes met.

Honey against forest Green!

"It's not your fault Habibti! It's me who is the sinner here." He spoke brokenly, letting go of her wrists slowly, he lifted his body weight from hers on his elbows and wiped her tears. He kissed both of her eyes, her cheeks, she closed her eyes as he kissed her chin, and lips, just a soft peck.

"You want to forget Habibti?" He asked her softly as his lips kissed her jaw sensually.

Anisah nodded immediately and Michael smiled softly at her. His lips landed on her, and he gave a soft kiss at her luscious cherry lips. "Kiss me back habibti." He told her softly, and she responded slowly, meeting his steady rhythm as they kissed, there lips parted slowly and their tongues did tango with each other. They parted breathing heavily.

"Look at me Habibti." He spoke softly and her honey eyes opened as she stared at him. He holds her right hand and kissed her palm. The girl gave him her other palm as well, and he chuckled lightly before kissing that palm too.

"I'll make you forget everything. We'll create new beautiful memories." He spoke softly kissing her neck, his kisses trailing down to her collarbone and chest.

His hand touched the knot of her nightie, and he faced her again, his eyes asking and hers were hesitant, but she nodded and the little hint of fear and anticipation was still there in her eyes.

Michael softly undid the knot and the flimsy material was draped loosens his fingers softly removed the fabric away from her body but the girl was stiff, looking at the ceiling. Her fists clenched as she was trying to hold herself still.

She was looking so fucking gorgeous in that lingerie that his hardness grew more. She's a pure goddess. Her white shin just like snow, beautiful!

But Michael felt regret so much that he felt like killing himself. He moved away from her and took off his shirt, throwing it at somewhere in haste. He knows she need to pass this stage cause if she won't overcome this now, she'll never be able to.

He wants her to feel the pleasure, the ecstasy, and he'll surely do that.

Anisah slowly looked at his broad muscular shoulders, chest and abs, and she gasped, his front and back was littered with lashes marks. David's doings!

In seconds, he was on her again. He cupped her face with his large hand and made her look at his eyes from his body. Anisah's ginger slowly touched the mark that's on his chest, and she kissed it lightly. Michael know what she's thinking, so he turned her around to look at her marks and his fists clenched. Two long marks just like his, littered her back.

His warm lips slowly kissed her back, specifically on the scars and the girl arched into the bed, breathing heavy. He turned her around to face him.

"You want to stop baby?" He asked softly with caution. He'll never make her do what she doesn't want.

"No! B-but I'm s-scared." She spoke softly with those doe like teary eyes making his heart to flip and then flop.

"Look into my eyes and see what I'm doing." He told her softly and with that he lowered his face directly to her core, making her tensed. He lowered his head down and kissed her maroon pantie. The girl gasped. "What are you doinggg???" Her last words came out as squeal because Michael opened her legs moved her pantie to the side and kissed her wet folds. She was neatly shaved and soft from there, all pink and white, and he loved it.

"OH MY!" She yelled loudly when his warm tongue licked her folds. Her hands shot into his hairs to stop him but his hairs were small, his green eyes looked straight at her as his mouth was dug in her folds.

Giving a peck there he moved back a little and then blew on her core, making her shudder. "Look at me Habibti. Your Habibi will eat you all!" He husked and again started devouring her core. His teeth grazing her nub and his tongue entering her hole, making her mind going hazy and her body started reacting wildly to his atrocities of pleasure. Her hand clutched his hairs tightly digging his face more in, as his eyes stayed focus on hers and it was so fucking exotic that she came hard within two minutes. Her orgasm washing over her, yet he didn't stop making her orgasm to last as long as possible.

"Cum for me baby!" He husked.

She was panting hard. Her body sweaty and trembling. This was the best thing she ever experienced. She felt shuffling, she slowly got up on her elbows to look and her eyes widened at the sight. He has removed his sweats and a huge bulge can be seen in his boxers, she immediately looked away all red, feeling embarrassed that she looked at his thing, let it be in the boxer.

He got on the bed and hovered over her. His lips attacking hers as they kissed passionately.

Anisah was breathing heavily as she felt the waves of pleasure that he was giving her. She was enjoying it and that is what matters. He's being gentle. Fear is there but pleasure was more. His knee parted her legs as he laid in between her legs and his hardness poked her making her jolt up.

His hands working on her back, and she gasped when he removed her bra. Before she could cover her perfect round bosoms, his mouth latched on one of her nipples, and he starts sucking it while massaging the other one and pinching her pink nipple in between his fingers.

"Fuck! I love them!" He squished her bosom again in his mouth as he sucked and nibbled at it hard and doing the same with the other bust. He then snuggles his face in her valley of breasts and shook his head in a rubbing manner, making her giggle.

He's behaving as if her breasts are his favorite thing in the world, and he's enjoying playing with them.

His hands went to remove her underwear and her giggling stopped instantly and her body tensed. Tho, she didn't stop him and let him remove it but her mind started swirling back to something toxic but before she could fully go back to that night. His large hands cupped her cheeks and kissed her lips.

"Look at me Habibti." There eyes met as he continued. "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I promise." He tried to calm her and his sincere words worked. She sat straight now with her hands between her thighs.

Moving away from her, his eyes still on her form as he removed his boxer, Anisah didn't dare to look down from his abs. His hard body was all perfect, strong and manly.

She braced herself for his large form hovering her, but he softly sat beside her and next thing he placed his hand on her thigh and spoke. "Come on baby sit on my lap and straddle me." He told her softly but the girl just stared at him with virgin wide eyes.

"Trust me Habibti." Anisah nodded softly and came forward like a child to straddle him, she was still thinking when Michael holds her waist and made her sit on him. She was straddling him but his stick was touching her stomach and unfortunately she looked down to gasp out in horror.

Her wide eyes met his, and he gave her an awkward smile, instead of an egoistic smirk, cause he knows, it tensed her.

"It's s-so big! It'll never f-fit." She stuttered completely flustered. "Oh! It'll fit perfectly." He mused as he nibbled on the skin on her neck.

"Ride me." He mused, this is the only way and position in which she'll feel dominance. But her innocent wife stared at him dumbly flustered.

"Ap ghora thori na ho!"
(You're not a horse!)

Michael felt like hitting his head somewhere at her naivety.

But as soon as the words left her lips, the meaning of his words settled in, and she became red in embarrassment. "I can't."

"You can Habibti. You own me! So show me, whom I belong to!" He encouraged making her pupil to dilates as his words sank in. A feel of dominance and possessiveness erupt in her body as she tightened her hold on his shoulders and moved up a lot, so that his tip will touch her core.

Michael hold his cock and stroked her folds, making her shudder in anticipation. And when the torture of anticipation became unbearable, she lowered herself and the head of his length was inside her, and then she lowered completely in one go, she arched her back and gasped as her walls got stretched to its fullest and Michael grunted feeling the warmth of her walls taking him in.

"Fuck it feels home!" He growled lowly as he gave a passionate kiss on her lips. Michael was under her and she was on top. She's the in charge. She felt powerful, and she moved up when she was completely adjusted to him and then slammed her body down slowly making him grunt. He's enjoying it, and she's doing it.

"You're fucking beautiful!" He growled, seeing her round plump busts jiggle as she rides him.

A mischievous smile appeared on her face as she started moving up and down in a slow and sensual rhythm. Her hands on Michael's shoulders as he sucked the living day lights out of her bosoms, making them so tender and sensitive.

Anisah felt those pleasuring waves combining in the pits of her stomach, and she fastened her pace. Moving with more speed and clenching him more making him grunt. And she came but Michael was still about to cum but when her thrusts stopped he holds her waist tightly and thrust up in her core few times, deeper and with last two deep thrusts he came inside her and Anisah's organism was still hitting her as Michael shoot his cum inside her.

"Fuck!" He mumbled as his face rested on her shoulder, both panting heavily. He was still inside her. After good few minutes, he took himself out of her.

"You are the best thing that ever happened to me." Michael spoke softly kissing her lips, and she kissed back immediately. They broke the kiss and Anisah spoke up. "I loved it!" She spoke so enthusiastically.

"Love what babe?" He teased and felt happy that she enjoyed it as much as he did. "T-the deed we just performed." She spoke softly not meeting his eyes.

He chuckled lowly, giving a kiss on her forehead as he moved to the restroom Stark naked. Anisah was respectful enough as she looked away.

He came back out wearing boxers and with wet towel as he was about to clean her, she tried to take the towel from him, but he shooed her hand away and cleaned her fully making her red.

"Thank you so much love, for tonight!" He said while kissing her calve.

Her honey eyes met his green ones!

"Umm can we do it o-one more time?" She asked nervously looking down.

"Fuck! Yeah!" He spoke happily with love in his eyes and already building hardness in his boxers.
 

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