Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 343

Hayden paid my warning no mind at all, and his hand seemed to squeeze my breasts even rougher and faster than before, drawing a soft moan from me. His fingers expertly found the perks of my nipples though all my clothes and began playing around with it. His arm around my body tightened and I couldn’t struggle or get away.

“What are you…doing?” I asked, although I already had a very good guess.

“Making more memories for us,” Hayden replied without hesitation or shame.

“Hayden…we’re in a…church…” I managed to say in a small whimper.

“Hmm…then why are you moaning this way?” Hayden asked as if it was my fault.

“Because…you’re touching me…in weird ways…” I replied as heat rushed to my face.

“Don’t make it sound like it’s my fault…” Hayden teased as he whispered into my ear.

Hayden proceeded to blow softly into my ear and my entire body shivered in response. He knew that my ears were extremely sensitive, yet he showed me no mercy at all.

“It is…your fault…” I muttered as I tried to wiggle my body around.

My efforts were in vain. Hayden only held me tighter against his body and I could feel the heat of his body seeping through my thin clothes onto my back as he pressed his body against mine. His hands proceeded to casually pull my shirt out of my skirt before his hands quickly disappeared underneath it.

“Ah…Hayden…” I let out a muffled cry as I tried to control my own voice.

His manly hands pushed my bra upwards before he began groping my naked breasts directly. The heat of his palm felt hot against my cooler skin, and I closed my eyes in bliss. I pretended not to notice it earlier, but Hayden was probably just waiting for us to be alone so that he could start touching and playing with me like this. I should stop him before this progresses any further.

“Hayden…we should stop...let’s continue with this…at the mansion…” I suggested as I placed my hand on top of his.

His hands refused to stop moving as his fingers dug even deeper into the soft flesh of breasts. He massaged my breasts with more pressure, and I started moaning louder than before. My nipples were already hard and erect from the stimulation of his palm rubbing against them.

“Why do we need to stop?” Hayden asked as if he truly didn’t understand my concern.

Umm…maybe because it’s broad daylight and we’re in a church? ‘

“We’re in a church…people might see us…” I gave him two solid reasons although my mind was going hazy from the pleasure of his hand expertly kneading my breasts.