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Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 227

Sofia’s POV

“There you go.” I heard his voice wash over me and I shivered even more as it dug its way into the deepest part of my head to sit there. I didn’t even know when the trembling stopped and when my eyes drooped, all I knew was that, my head was currently resting against his leg and he was still slowly stroking my hair as his fingers carded softly through my hair strands. I breathed out softly and blinked my eyes open after a few minutes, feeling sated in a weird kind of way. I felt relaxed, I felt taken care of and for a while back there, it felt like I had been unable to think, like all my problems and thoughts had just decided to go away in that particular moment – leaving me empty and almost weightless with nothing to weigh my mind down– it started to feel like my body had been floating.

“How do you feel, Sofia?” Luca asked after a few more moments. I was still super aware of the fact that my hands had been clasped behind me back the whole time, it hasn’t even occurred to me to loosened my hands, it had just felt so natural for me to do as he had asked of me and for me to trust him to take care of me and make sure I do not get hurt in any kind of way.

“I feel floaty.” I replied to him honestly and I watched as he grinned down at me, his hands still carding through my hair. I was staring up at him and drinking up how he looked from this position. He looked even more powerful this way with the way his stomach looked even more ripped from this particular angle was making my stomach swoop, coupled with the fact that his hardness through his suit pants was pointing directly at me as well, making me remember without a doubt that I had wantonly been made to grind against it in the car, and I had loved and enjoyed every second of it.

“You still want to do this?” He asked as he started to move his fingers away from my hair to start to touch my face. My eyes widened a little as I started to respond to him, because why would I still be here at the moment if I didn’t want to do it anymore.

“Yes, yes. I do, please…” I responded after a fleeting second and then I felt his thumb start to trace over my cheek in a really soft way, and a sheen of goosebumps came to litter over my skin in the next second.

He dragged his thumb over my lips and it parted instantly beneath his touch, and I noticed the way heat flared in his eyes instantly. He inserted his thumb into my mouth and I flicked my tongue against the tip of his tongue and sucked at it, blinking up at him as I shifted a little in my position.

I hadn’t anticipated that I’d be on my knees tonight after saying that I wanted to please him, but right here, kneeling before him and sucking on his thumb, it felt really nice to be on my knees at the moment and doing what he had said.

He pulled his thumb out of my mouth after a few moments and then proceeded to drag his wet thumb over my lower lip. I blinked up at him as I felt him tug on my bottom lip a little with two of his fingers, making me whimper a little.

This was only supposed to be me making him feel good, but for some reason, whatever Luca’s does always seem hot to me, because why was my core starting to pulse once again at this point.

I puffed out a deep breath and blinked a little before biting into my wet, lower lip as I glanced up at Luca. His hand wasn’t touching my face or hair anymore and it felt weird to me, in a way, and almost cold.

“Um, Luca?” I called out and he stretched his hand down to caress my head almost immediately.

“Yes, bunny?” He murmured as he carded his fingers through my hair, moving the strands out of my face carefully.

“Are you, um, you said, I meant, I said I wanted to… um…” I stuttered through my words and kept restarting each sentence until Luca shushed me, making me blink up at him.

“Breathe, bunny.” He said and I proceeded to do as he had asked, taking in deep lungs full of breaths.

“Can you repeat what you were trying to say back then, and go slowly this time.” He cooed soothingly and I nodded my head once before starting to speak once again.

“Uh, I said I wanted you to use me, because I wanted to make me feel good the way you always make me feel good…” I trailed off and sank my teeth into my bottom lip as color bloomed into my cheeks.

“And um, I was wondering if you were still going to be using me?”

“Christ, bunny.” Luca swore and I shuddered at how deep his voice was.

“Stop saying things like that.” He continued after a few moments and I blinked up at him.

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