Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 321

Sofia’s pov

I sat back on my knees with the grin still playing across my face as I spoke. “Hi Luca.”

He grinned down at me and shook his head a little, and I watched as he wrapped his hand around his hard, gleaming dick and stroked it a little.

“Who’s a bad girl?” He murmured in that deep, vibration filled voice of his and I felt a deep shudder ran down my spine as I kept staring up at him, completely entranced by how ridiculously hot he looked right now. His hair fell into his face in such a sexy way, coupled with how his eyes were reduced to half masts.

I slide my tongue over my lips as I spoke. “Me?”

“Damn right, that’s you.” He groaned out as he stroked his dick once again and I let out a tiny whimper when I kept staring at his dick being stroked firmly. He threw his head back and let out a low groan when I leaned forward to slide my tongue over the leaking tip of his dick. I pulled away and decided to slide my tongue over every part of his balls which made him let out a curse as his fingers found their way into my hair.

“Yeah, that’s it.” He groaned out when I sucked one of his balls into my mouth. I blinked up at him and felt more wetness gush out of me as I took in the blissed out expression on his face. At this point, my panties was thoroughly soaked through and I neeeded to cum so bad.

“Oh bunny, fuck. Fuck, you’re so–” He began to speak but trailed off when I switched balls and doubled my efforts, with his head now thrown back as moans and groans that sounded like the best sound ever, kept spilling out of his lips.

I pulled off his balls and blinked up at him, and then I sucked the tip of his dick into my mouth this time. It was obvious that he was about to orgasm, and I wanted to get every drop of his cum inside of me, which made me let out a small mewl around his grit as I slowly took him into my throat once again. His hand loosened from his dick to tangle in my hair just as his head fell back against the chair once again, as he literally fell apart.

He glanced down at me and began to whisper praises, so many praises that made me tremble and made my insides clench up emptily as I sucked him harder, and then he was whispering my name in that low, timbre filled husky voice over and over again, making my heart swell and my clit ache, while my head became all floaty because he was holding my head down just the way I liked it while fucking into my throat – as he finally orgasmed, a loud groan echoing out this time.

I swallowed down every drop of cum as I felt my eyes glaze over and got more heavy lidded that I was almost feeling too blissed out to keep them open, and after he stopped sprouting and I kept on sucking, he had to pull me off him with a fond chuckle that sounded all growly and made me clench up emptily in need.

“Fuck.” Was the first thing he whispered as he began to care his fingers through my hair. He was regarding me like I held the sun on my face, with so many emotions swimming in his eyes, and then he was saying my name, whispering it like a prayer, and I silently asked myself for the hundredth time, what I had done to deserve this man right here.

“That was–” He began to speak, and then he dropped heavily into the chair ti let out a deep breath and a breathy ‘fuck’, which sounded like that was the only coherent word in his brain right now.