His Blue-Eyed Obsession (The Mafia Don and The Nun)

Lorenzo's pov

"Faster, Lorenzo!" the blonde-haired girl moans out in pleasure as I finger her honeypot without mercy.

There was a table at the center of the VIP section in the club, loud music was all over the air, females dancing to the music in the regular section and strippers moving their waists to the beat of the song. I had come to the club to feed my dick down there. It's what I do for fun.

I'm quite popular at the club and every whores beg their manager just to be appointed to me. It's all because of the money I offer.

Women are all the same, always ready to be laid whenever money is involved. They are all useless and the only thing they respond to is to feed on my cock like a starved cat. Moaning, exploding in orgasm and I'm the only guy that can give them both the money and the rough sex just the way they like it.

I added two more fingers to her pussy making it four and the bitch couldn't stop moaning out. They like it fast and rough, who am I to decline?

She opened her leg wide and threw her head back in reckless abandon enjoying every damn thing I'm doing to her. Her eyes rolled back as she felt her first orgasm. I withdraw my fingers, but she grabs it back putting it in back, I smirk I can play the game.

She brought her lip wanting to kiss me but I refuse to and I shift back, "I can be a bad boy and not a virgin on my dick but I have a virgin lip. I have never kissed a lady, I hate being kissed. I have rules and principles, one of which is not having sex with a whore on my bed."

I pressed on her breast softly, playing with her nipple, I poured my wine on it and sucked on the juicy apple staring at me. I teased her nipples with my tongue.

"Fuck, Lorenzo!" the lady cried out in pleasure. She reached for my dick.

"Not so fast, I still have a lot to do with you. You will get your turn." I kept on sucking on the breast and fingering her at the same time.

Tom, the waitress came with more drinks, not surprised at what am doing. He knows me too well.

"Do you need anything, sir?"

"Prepare my usual suites ready," I voiced out, putting my mouth around the boobs back. "Breast is life."

"It's already prepared, sir. I thought you would ask," Tom uttered with respect.

"Shall we make this more fun by going inside my suites?" I asked the lady before me, not caring to ask her name.

"Sure," she replied, standing up with a staggered leg.

I helped her to the suites and when we got there she pulled me to the bed.

"Easy, girl," I said.

"Don't blame me, my pussy needs your dick right now."

"Are you sure you can handle that monster down there?" I said, smirking. I removed my belt, pulled my trouser down a little and helped my dick out. I looked at the lady before me, she was surprised at the length of my dick. Big, thick and fleshy with visible veins. She swallows hard.

"Come here to have a taste of it," I said. The lady crawled to me with no shame, looking like a puppy deprived of food. She holds my dick with both hands, rocking it up and down.

"Use your mouth, lady," I said. She placed her mouth on it, forcing my dick into her mouth. She moved slowly, I held her hair and guided her. She is good at blowjobs, I must say.

After some minutes, she gasped for air with spit and my precum all over her mouth.

"Strip and climb the bed," I voiced out. I watched her remove her gown and there was nothing underneath. I remember taking her pants off at the VIP section. She climbed the bed like an obedient child, spreading her legs wide. I didn't waste time; I thrust in my dick roughly.

"Lorenzooooo!" Her voice came out like a moan. She wanted to be fucked hard and I'm going to grant her wish.

I thrust faster, slamming her breast and her nipple in the process. I remove my dick roughly from her honeypot and thrust my dick and my finger at the same time. I continue to dick fuck and finger fuck her.

"Oh my God! I feel so full in there. Daddy, don't stop," she kept saying a series of rubbish. I continue banging her hard.

I smirk, "Know what you asked for." I turned her back, positioned her in a doggy and thrust in from the back without mercy, I went on banging her without mercy.

"Lorenzoooo!" her voice came out pleading this time. She wanted relief but she still didn't want me to stop.

I kept going faster, hitting her ass with my hands playfully.

"Ohhhhhhhjhh!" she cried as her walls pulsated and tightened around my dick. I knew she wanted to release but I won't allow that. I quickly pull out.

"Please, Lorenzo," she begged with tears in her eyes.

"That's the look I want to see," I smile evilly. "She will get a lot of dick when she gets to heaven." I bring out my gun under the pillow.

Bang.

Silence.

Her blood spread across the silk sheets like a spilled wine. She still looks beautiful even after her death. What a waste of beauty.

She acted smart, I knew the moment she walked in at the VIP section that she didn't look like a regular whore, and her perfume was too expensive for a street girl. Her nails looked perfectly done. Her body language made me know she was sent here as a trap. Everything made sense when I saw the omerta symbol tattooed on her breast-an Italian Mafia mark. I played along all the while.

"La famiglia oscura should know me better than to send a lady to me. They will end up crawling to my toes begging for a taste of my joystick."

His name is Lorenzo, a cold and deadly mafia Don whose name screams fear not only in the underworld but among people. A drug lord, who owns an empire and a lot of business. He killed without mercy and he hated when disobeyed.

I light my cigarettes and place a call to that one person who will dare send a lady to me like a trap.

"Do you like the surprise?" Leonard shouted at the other end of the phone. "Calling me means you are not dead yet, anyway, watch your back you don't know what's coming to hit you next."

"I think that leg of yours is healing fast, maybe I should come over to break more of your bones, by doing that you will learn to stay away from me," I said angrily.

Leonard, my brother, hung up on the call.

I took my shirt and walked out of the suites.