Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215: God Fucking Christ

His hands didn’t leave her. They lingered at her hips, holding her in place as both of them stared at their reflection.

He unbuckled his own pants, pushed them down just enough and pulled out his cock, already hard, already aching.

"You want this?" he asked. Vee nodded immediately, her eyes fixed on him, her body already leaning into the moment. "God fucking Christ!" he snapped suddenly. "Do you ever learn?"

"Yes!" she said quickly, her voice rushing out. "I meant yes! Yes!"

"I’m not going to use protection," he reminded her, leaving no room for misunderstanding.

"I know," Vee answered.

"You realise what this means," Luca asked, his eyes searching hers through the mirror, making sure she understood every implication.

"Yes..." she replied, her breath already uneven, her body leaning into him. His hand pressed against her back, guiding her further forward until her chest rested against the dresser.

He adjusted her slightly, his grip firm, positioning her exactly where he wanted her. Then, with the assist of his hand, he slid his cock inside her.

The contact pulled a sharp breath from both of them at the same time.

"Oh..." The way she took him in...it was like she pulled him deeper without trying, like her body already knew him. His head dipped slightly, his breath unsteady now. He wrapped her hair in his hands and pulled as he moved, exposing her neck fully to the mirror.

The angle forced her to look at herself, to see everything—the way her body responded, the way his controlled hers.

"Oh my God..." Vee moaned, her voice breaking as the sensation hit deeper. "Luca...." Her hands braced against the dresser, fingers spreading as she tried to steady herself. She pushed herself back against him, needing more, her body meeting his halfway. Her ass connected with his thigh with every contact, the rhythm building, the sound soft but constant in the room. "God, you’re delicious," she breathed.

Luca’s grip tightened slightly in her hair, his eyes locked on their reflection, watching every reaction she couldn’t hide. "You feel like heaven, love," he whispered.

She felt so full, so completely taken over by the moment, that it blurred everything else out. Her head tilted slightly, her lips parting as another sound escaped her, more helpless.

His hands went down to her buttocks, kneading and pulling, spreading her, giving himself more space to move.

The change in angle made everything hit deeper, harder.

"Fuck me!" Vee cried out. "I’m going to cum—fuck me! Come on." Luca didn’t slow down.

If anything, he pushed harder, faster, feeding off every sound she made. Then he pulled her up suddenly, her back connecting with his chest.

His arm came around her, grabbing one breast, using it for support as he held her steady against him.

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