The Young Mafia Boss' Star-crossed Love

it an agenda sounded too scheming, and a schemer was something she wasn't. A "goal" sounded more like it; it was a goal she had been putting off for

rny mess, all without laying a hand on her; as a matter of fact, he had been the perfect gentleman. Th

ustration as she muttered something about his lacking conscience and not knowing how to treat a lady right. She rolled her eyes at the ceiling with pursed lips, while she got herself ready to carry out what she had in mind; even as she wondered where all her self respect and painstaking upbringing given to her by her big brother had gone. God rest his so

d would have big boobs and shapely butt just fir her brother's pleasures. The thought made her stop what she was doing a bit as she wondered with a slight scowl-sex was perm

they knew what she had planned to do tonight, which was unlike her usual self and was trying all they could to get the message across that it would all end badly. But what was life without a bit of risk taking here and there, right? She wouldn't have believ

d it, it showed that despite his meek personality, he was quite something; else why was she here chasing after him? She smiled at the thought of him and his blunt remarks which was coated just enough to get the message across without being too vulgar. Dude was a charming fox, if there was such a thing as that.

e dug her nails into her palms and gasped softly to keep what she knew was coming next at bay, cause she didn't want to change panties again, and managed to calm herself d

tummy and understanding how they felt as she tried soothing them too; but they refused to listen either, she wouldn't listen to herself either if it were her. So she randomly picked up her masc

utcome would be. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves again-probably the hundreth one since she got up from bed, but she wasn't so sure; or cared either. But it worked this time cause her ner

almost unable to wrap her head around how such a reputed bad boy would lay down like a lamb and allow dumb fucks like Grainger and his friends to bully him; it was like a stain to his wild reputation. The contrast between wh

she were being honest to herself, she didn't want him suppressed either. God, the things she had imagined doing with him and him doing to her body-it be a whole other level of quid

ned wider for easy access of whatever was coming for it; that searching hand eventually found and held her cunt through her panties which was visible through her very short skirt and sympathetically squeezed at it as well, making her gasp and catch her lower lip between her teeth due to the feeling of pleasure which was let lose in her, while one errant middle finger found its way into her needy pussy which sobbed for more attention; fucking it in and out just like it was

ucking or grabbed while her thoughts went on and on about their own thing, while she obediently followed after. Yep-she was definitely hot and bothered, and it was all that dude's fault she concluded as she let her head fall on her vanity, feeling quite drained from her littl

or over two years now after her last boyfriend, and all it took to have it all come undone was Trevor's double entendres, nah-if

on. She walked over and took one last look at herself in the mirror as she mentally checked everything from head to toe. Her nappy curls which was washed and treated for the occasion, curled and glistening, gently craddling her face-check. Her bare ivory colored skin on her neck which led

rounded up her dressing nicely; overall she gave a good girl impression with those wistful round eyes of hers, along with a touch of nymphomaniac vibes, as though she was silently asking "how do you want it zaddy?

y live once, and if shooting her shots at Trevor tonight without saying a thing was her being considered the devi