Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 305

Sofia’s pov

I turned around and pressed my face into the pillow beneath my face more firmly as I inhaled a deep

breath and puffed it out almost immediately, and the scent that wrafted into my nose, slowly alerted me

that I wasn’t resting my head on any damn pillow, but on my husband – Luca’s chest. I sucked in

another deep breath as I finally blinked my eyes open, the curtains were thankfully drawn close,

because If it wasn’t, I wasn’t sure if I have it in me to walk all the way to the window to go close the

curtain and sheild the bed from the direct sunlight. I glanced at a still sleeping Luca and took in how

good looking he was, and I silently asked myself just how I got lucky enough to have him?

Last night had been more than intense, it was the most intense night I’ve ever spent with him, and I

wasn’t complaining one bit. When I had bought the vibrator, even though I had been hoping that things

would get super intense than usual between us, I didn’t see all what had happened last night coming. I

for one, didn’t see it coming that he’d ask me to finger myself open for him.

I let out a small sound as I turned on my side to fully stare at Luca, lifting my hand up to lazily trace it

over his face. He looks so peaceful right now, deep in sleep, and arm loosely wrapped around my

waist. Now that I had moved a little, his hands had slid lower to cup my ass and tug ne against him,

making my stomach flip around at that small move.

A few moments later, Luca was blinking his eyes open to focus those grey eyes on me, and as

expected, I felt my breath hitch in my throat. Luca remained silent and we both continued to stare at

each other, before he cracked a small smile.

“Hi stunning.” He murmured, and I felt myself blushing a little. I tightened my hold on the side of his

face, feeling his morning stubble prickly my fingers a little.

“Stunning?” I asked after a few moments. He had called me that a few times last night, but I had

thought that was the end of it. I didn’t expect that to be the first thing he’d call me today.

He let out a small hum. “Yeah, stunning.”

“Why ‘stunning’ though?”

“Because you are, stunning. You’re stunning as fuck and deserves to be called that every damn time.”

He murmured and I couldn’t help the shiver that slide down my spine, as goosebumps gathered over

my skin. There was just something about how growly his morning voice was sounding that was making

my stomach curl with heat.

“You compliment me so much.” I finally breathed out and he let out another thoughtful hum.

“Because good girls deserves so much compliments.” He continued and I grinned at him as a pleased

feeling settled over me. I squirmed a little against him, because I couldn’t help it.

“But you said I was bad last night.” I whispered. He grinned at me knowingly, and then he was rolling us

over to cage me into the bed with his hard body, and I eagerly welcomed his body heat and weight.

Nothing beats the feeling of him pressing me into the bed with his body, nothing beats him emphasizing

our size differences that way, and I loved it so much.

“Oh, you were.” He hummed around a small grin, looking handsome as hell as he lowered his face

towards mine. “You were such a really bad girl.” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

I breathed out a small mewl as I blinked up at him. “Are you going to punish me?”

“You’d like that very much, wouldn’t you?”

I shook my head, even though I knew he knew I was telling a lie right now.

“You dirty, little liar.” He cooed as he leaned down and ghosted his lips over mine. I lifted my head off

the bed instantly, eager for him to kiss me, like it was the next breath I was going to drag into my lungs.

He let his lips hover over mine a few inches apart. I lifted my head off the bed and attempted closing

the distance but he only grinned knowingly and pulled away completely.

“Why don’t you wanna kiss me?” I asked dejectedly. At this point, it was something I felt like I might

faint if I didn't get it.

“Because you were a bad girl.” He responded calmly.

“I’ll be good, your good girl.” I promised desperately, before throwing my arms around his neck and

using it to tug myself up, towards his lips, as I continued to speak. “You said I was your good girl.”

“I did, but that was because you became bad.”

“Let me be good, I’ll be good.” I said the next words as they appeared in head as I tried to reach his lips

in this position, to no avail.

“You will be?” He asked and I nodded my head vigorously.

He dropped me into the bed and slide down my body, parting my thighs and ghosting his fingers over

my already soaking entrance. It wasn’t long before he was fingering me, rendering me a stuttering and

quivering mess as I arched and tightly gripped the sheets and moaned uncontrollably, making promises

of how I was going to be good, promises which I knew I couldn’t keep, as soon as his next words sank

into my head.

“If you really want to be a good girl once again, then you won’t cum until I ask you to.”

That was literally humanly impossible because I could already feel my orgasm rushing towards me at

an alarming speed, and it wasn’t before before it was crashing into me in such a way that took my

breath for the first few seconds, before a broken scream tumbled out of my mouth. I gripped his hair

and the sheets tight as I rode out my absurdly long orgasm, shivering and clenching down on his

fingers uncontrollably.

When he finally pulled away, his mouth and chin were wet, and I felt my insides clench up in response

to the illegally hot sight. He let out a low tut.

“You’re such a dirty girl, bunny. A bad, dirty girl.”

I let out a low groan and flung my hand over my face, still feeling breathless from my recent orgasm.

“But I really wanted to be good.” I finally mumbled in a low voice that sounded cracked as hell, due to

how much I had screamed from last night to this morning.

“You’ve got to try harder next time, bunny.” He mused as he pressed a kiss against the side of my hips

and then he rolled out of the bed.

“But I still want a kiss.”

“Only good girls deserves kisses, bunny.” He reminded me, and then he was heading towards the

bathroom, leaving me to stare at his muscular, oh so perfect body.