In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Her Body Needs Him

Isabella hadn't expected Emanuele to be so improper. She found herself getting increasingly weak under his advances. His actions continued without pause, and he simultaneously kissed her while running his hands over her body. From her chest, to her abdomen, and finally down below...

Isabella's nightgown had slipped off unnoticed, and her underwear was pushed aside by Emanuele. His fingers moved skillfully within her, and Emanuele began to whisper sensuous words.

"Isabella, you're so wet. Look at you, your body is much more honest than your stubborn mouth."

"Stop it, Emanuele," Isabella murmured, her body betraying her with its growing desire. She couldn't control her body's craving for more, and she found herself pushing into Emanuele's touch.

As the pleasure built within her, she felt like she was reaching heaven. But the humiliating words, coupled with the remains of her rational mind, made Isabella realize they couldn't continue.

Emanuele, however, didn't heed her plea. He became even rougher, more intense, and he continued to invade, rendering Isabella speechless and gasping for breath.

Finally, the waves of pleasure overcame her, and her body fell limp into Emanuele's arms.

Gasping for breath, Isabella lay in Emanuele's embrace. "Isabella, you're insatiable. You can't live without me."

Emanuele nibbled her earlobe and whispered, "Look at how much you wanted me. Your body doesn't lie, Isabella."

"Asshole, I still hate you." Isabella panted, her face still lustful, but her eyes were full of hatred, and she stared at Emanuele as if they were enemies.

Even though, they've done this intimate thing so many times.

Still, Isabella felt that it had not brought them closer to each other.

Emanuele was not offended by Isabella's words, and pushed her down on the bed, his large body on top of Isabella's.

He pushed Isabella's legs to the sides, around his waist, and with one force, he crashed into Isabella.

"Oh, Isabella, see what I've done to you." Emanuele was rushing through Isabella's body.

Isabella was forced to bear the force of Emanuele, and the wave after wave of physical pleasure came upon her, leaving Isabella blank and unable to think.

Emanuele, on the other hand, reveled in the sensations. Her body seemed perfectly designed for his pleasure, warm and inviting. He held her close, penetrating deeper with every thrust. He felt like he was placing his soul on an altar made of her body. His body and blood ignited in the fervor of the moment.

Emanuele shifted through various positions, intensifying their connection. Isabella had lost count of the number of orgasms she'd experienced. Her body was exhausted, yet Emanuele showed no signs of slowing down.

Finally, Emanuele released inside Isabella.

He cradled her in his arms, kissed her rosy cheek, and playfully inquired, "Satisfied, my dear?"