Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18

Making More Passionate Memories

Hayden paid my warning no mind at all, and his hand seemed to squeeze my breasts even rougher

and faster than before, drawing a soft moan from me. His fingers expertly found the perks of my nipples

though all my clothes and began playing around with it. His arm around my body tightened and I

couldn’t struggle or get away.

“What are you…doing?” I asked, although I already had a very good guess.

“Making more memories for us,” Hayden replied without hesitation or shame.

“Hayden…we’re in a…church…” I managed to say in a small whimper.

“Hmm…then why are you moaning this way?” Hayden asked as if it was my fault.

“Because…you’re touching me…in weird ways…” I replied as heat rushed to my face.

“Don’t make it sound like it’s my fault…” Hayden teased as he whispered into my ear.

Hayden proceeded to blow softly into my ear and my entire body shivered in response. He knew that

my ears were extremely sensitive, yet he showed me no mercy at all.

“It is…your fault…” I muttered as I tried to wiggle my body around.

My efforts were in vain. Hayden only held me tighter against his body and I could feel the heat of his

body seeping through my thin clothes onto my back as he pressed his body against mine. His hands

proceeded to casually pull my shirt out of my skirt before his hands quickly disappeared underneath it.

“Ah…Hayden…” I let out a muffled cry as I tried to control my own voice.

His manly hands pushed my bra upwards before he began groping my naked breasts directly. The heat

of his palm felt hot against my cooler skin, and I closed my eyes in bliss. I pretended not to notice it

earlier, but Hayden was probably just waiting for us to be alone so that he could start touching and

playing with me like this. I should stop him before this progresses any further.

“Hayden…we should stop...let’s continue with this…at the mansion…” I suggested as I placed my hand NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

on top of his.

His hands refused to stop moving as his fingers dug even deeper into the soft flesh of breasts. He

massaged my breasts with more pressure, and I started moaning louder than before. My nipples were

already hard and erect from the stimulation of his palm rubbing against them.

“Why do we need to stop?” Hayden asked as if he truly didn’t understand my concern.

Umm…maybe because it’s broad daylight and we’re in a church? ‘

“We’re in a church…people might see us…” I gave him two solid reasons although my mind was going

hazy from the pleasure of his hand expertly kneading my breasts.

“Can you stop me?” Hayden asked as if he was challenging me.

“Well…” I started saying but then realized that I probably couldn’t do anything much if he wanted to

have his way with me here which was probably what he fully intended to do.

Seeing that I couldn’t reply to him, Hayden just chuckled before I felt my body being pulled backwards

against him. After taking a few steps backwards, Hayden sat down on a bench and pulled me on top of

his lap before his hands resumed playing around with my breasts. A small cry escaped me when his

fingers skillfully pleasured my swollen nipples, rolling the hardened perks in between his fingertips until

I was moaning and panting from the exquisite pleasure.

“Hayden…” I whispered his name before I realized that I couldn’t say anymore.

My body felt weak as I sat on top of his lap and leaned my body back against his. I could feel Hayden

smiling close to my face before the tip of his wet tongue trialed a line alone my earlobe, making me

shiver from the seductive pleasure. He proceeded to suck and lick on my earlobe as his fingers started

pinching my nipples repeatedly. I bit my lower lip to stop myself from crying out loud from the pleasure

that flooded my heart and mind in waves.

I tried to struggle against him but that just resulted in more pleasurable punishment. Hayden’s fingers

squeezed my nipples hard before he pulled on it mercilessly. Hayden’s low chuckled filled my ear as if

he was satisfied with my reactions to his seductive torture. My body felt so hot, and my pussy wouldn’t

stop twitching as if it wanted more. I knew without a shred of doubt that my love hole was leaking out

my juices and that my panties were probably soaked already by that point.

Perhaps, Hayden was right. Why am I bothering to resist him if I can’t stop him anyways?

Still, should he have some respect for the right time and place to do these things?

“Hayden…” I whimpered his name

Instead of listening to me or stopping, Hayden’s hand slowly slid down from my chest to the plain of my

stomach. My body trembled in anticipation as it looked forward to his hand to finally reach its final

destination.

“What? Do you want more?” Hayden teased me as his hand confidently dipped lower.

I watched as if in a trance as his hand disappeared under my skirt. Hayden casually nudged my ankle

with his foot to spread my legs open for him. It wasn’t long before I felt the heat of his fingers teasing

the sensitive skin of my inner thighs before his fingers made its way painfully slowly upwards towards

my sopping wet core.

“Ahhh…Oh…Ahhhh…” I moaned and sighed from the pleasure of his touch.

His hand finally delved into the hot wet mess in between my legs as he began running his fingertips up

and down my wet pussy lips. I closed my eyes as I leaned my head back against his shoulders before I

started moaning again. I could feel Hayden’s eyes on my body and then my face as he took in my

erotic reactions.

“Don’t moan so loudly…you’re not supposed to like this…” Hayden teased me as he reminded me of

my stubborn protests from earlier.

I wanted to respond to him, but I couldn’t even think straight anymore. Hayden continued to stroke my

wet opening before his fingers began thrusting against my swollen and sensitive clit. A loud cry burst

forth from my lips and I slapped my hands over my mouth to hold the rest of the cry in as my eyes

widened in shock. The pleasure spreading all over my body from his touch on my sensitive love seed

quickly robbed me of my ability to think and control my body.

--To be continued…