Second Marriage, The Billionaire's Planned Love novel Chapter 108

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Ivy’s POV 1

I rose from where we stood in Caleb’s private office, the city lights of our territory gleaming through the bulletproof windows. My Don guided me toward the Italian leather sofa where he conducted his most sensitive family business. His powerful arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me into a kiss that ignited every nerve in my body. Those calloused hands that had pulled triggers and signed death warrants now explored my curves with reverent skill, bunching my dress around my hips. The silk whispered against my skin as he positioned me on the cushions with the same commanding authority he used to rule his empire.

Caleb dropped to his knees before me, those mesmerizing ice–blue eyes burning with the same intensity I had seen when he eliminated traitors. His tongue traced his lips in anticipation as his palms glided up my thighs, fingertips finding the delicate lace that separated us. Even through the thin fabric, his touch sent electricity coursing through my veins like the adrenaline rush of a successful heist. This was how it always happened with him – a single caress and everything else faded away, leaving only this magnetic pull between the mafia prince and his queen.

His mouth traced a path of fire along my inner thighs, while his lips moved higher. When he reached that sensitive junction, his teeth grazed my skin before his tongue soothed the spot with the same precision he used to plan territorial takeovers. Both hands gripped my thighs now, spreading me wide as his mouth found me through the gossamer fabric.

“Always so ready for me, tesoro,” Caleb murmured against my core, his voice thick with the same appreciation he showed when examining flawless diamonds from our smuggling operations.

Each stroke of his fingers sent waves of heat radiating outward, my body responding with embarrassing eagerness to the man who controlled half the East Coast underworld. Caleb hooked the lace aside and his mouth claimed me directly, his tongue circling that bundle of nerves until I was writhing beneath him like a captive begging for mercy. My voice escaped in breathless gasps as I moved against his skillful mouth, my fingers tangling in those dark locks that had once been stained with enemy blood.

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He had not even fully undressed me when my initial climax crashed over me, my legs trembling as they locked around the shoulders that had carried the weight of our criminal empire. The sounds I made would have mortified me with anyone else, but Caleb only encouraged my abandon the way he encouraged loyalty from his soldiers.

His mouth never left me, tongue delving deeper to taste every drop of my surrender. He continued his sweet torture until I was burning with need all over again, my hips moving restlessly against the face that struck terror into rival families.

“Caleb, I need you inside me now,” I pleaded shamelessly, beyond caring how desperate I sounded to the most dangerous man in the city.

“Is that what my queen wants?” His eyes glittered with dark promise like the surface of the Hudson where bodies disappeared. As I nodded frantically, he smiled with predatory satisfaction. “Then that’s exactly what you’ll receive.”

His hands worked quickly at his belt, freeing himself in fluid motion with the efficiency of drawing a concealed weapon. He was magnificently hard, and rather than removing my ruined underwear, he simply held the fabric aside. The blunt head of him pressed against my entrance for a torturous moment before he surged forward, filling me completely in a powerful thrust that tore a cry from my throat louder than gunfire in our warehouse district.

Caleb set a punishing rhythm immediately, each stroke driving deeper as my pleas for more grew louder and more incoherent than the screams in our interrogation rooms. Suddenly his hands caught my legs, pushing them up and back until I was completely open to him like a vault he had finally cracked. His palms braced against my thighs as he drove into me with renewed force and speed, the angle allowing him to reach places that made stars explode behind my eyelids like muzzle flashes in the dark.

My next orgasm built quickly under this delicious assault, my inner walls clenching around him rhythmically like the recoil of automatic weapons.

“God, the way you grip me,” he groaned through gritted teeth, his own control fraying like it did during the most intense family negotiations. “So tight and perfect.”

In a swift movement he flipped me over, positioning me on hands and knees with the same decisive action he used to restructure our money laundering operations. The sound of tearing lace filled the air as he destroyed what remained of my underwear, his hands gripping my hips as he entered me again from behind. This angle was even more intense, allowing him to set a pace that was beautifully ruthless like his business

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His hand remained anchored on my hip while the other found that sensitive bundle of nerves, stroking in time with his thrusts like synchronized clockwork in a perfectly planned heist. The dual sensation was overwhelming, and I buried my face in the cushions to muffle my cries as another climax tore through me with devastating force that rivaled the explosions in our demolished rival territories.

Caleb’s rhythm faltered as his own release approached, and with a deep thrust he buried himself completely, his teeth finding my shoulder as he filled me with liquid heat. His muffled groan vibrated against my skin as we both struggled to catch our

breath like survivors after a successful raid.

Still joined, he pulled me back against his chest as he settled onto the Persian rug where million–dollar deals were negotiated, his arms wrapping around me protectively. His mouth found the spot where his teeth had marked me, pressing gentle kisses there with surprising tenderness.

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