Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 313

Chapter 313: I Don’t Care About That

Vee rose onto her toes, and captured his lips in a gentle kiss. Her fingers brushed softly against his jaw as she stroked his lips with hers, savoring the moment.

Luca leaned down so she wouldn’t have to strain herself. His hands settled securely on her waist, drawing her closer.

Their kiss deepened gradually. He allowed himself to be led. Vee began to guide him backward. Step by step, she moved him across the room, her hands never leaving him. Luca followed willingly, a soft chuckle escaping him as he realized her intention.

When the back of his leg finally touched the edge of the bed, she seized the opportunity. With a decisive push, she dropped him down to the mattress.

Luca arched one brow as Vee climbed over him. The soft fabric of her dress brushed against his skin as she straddled his hips, her fingers deftly working at the buckle of his pants. A teasing smile tugged at his lips. "Guess we are doing the baby dance," he said.

Vee shook her head slightly, a strand of hair falling across her face. "Right now, I don’t care about that," she replied softly. "I just want to feel better." She leaned over him and kissed him again, this time with more urgency. The kiss was deep and searching.

Luca’s hands moved to her waist before sliding beneath the hem of her dress. He pushed the fabric upward, his palms settling on the warm curve of her bare ass. The intimate contact drew a low groan from him, his fingers tightening slightly as he held her closer.

Reaching between them, she wrapped her hand around his cock, guiding him inside her. At first, sliding along her slit, savoring the connection and the anticipation that built between them. Luca’s gaze remained fixed on her, dark with desire, silently allowing her to lead.

When she positioned him at her entrance and began to sink down onto him, Luca let out a deep, guttural grunt, his head falling back. Vee closed her eyes briefly, steadying herself as she adjusted to him, her hands coming to rest on his chest for balance.

As she began to move, it was clear that she was in control—of the speed, the rhythm, the entire moment.

He matched her pace, lifting his hips to meet her halfway, responding to her unspoken cues.

When Vee pushed harder against his chest, shifting so that only her hips moved, the dynamic intensified. The subtle slap of her ass against his thigh echoed softly in the room.

He lost his mind. "Bambola, wait... fuck!" Luca groaned, his voice strained as he struggled to maintain control. He prided himself on always putting her pleasure before his own, but the sleek, intoxicating movement of her body against his was pulling him toward the edge far faster than he had anticipated.

Vee shook her head, her breaths coming in shallow, desperate gasps. "No, please... I’m right there..." she moaned, her voice trembling with ecstasy. She ground herself against him, sliding up the length of him before pressing down again, seeking that final, overwhelming release. Her fingers curled against his chest as her body suddenly stilled. Luca seized the moment, gripping her hips firmly and thrusting upward, meeting her with a rhythm that matched the urgency of her need.

Vee’s body shuddered, her head falling back as a soft cry escaped her lips. The sensation of her tightening around him pushed Luca past the brink. His own orgasm surged through him.

He shifted their positions, turning them so that Vee lay on her back against the bed. Hovering above her, he continued to move within her, prolonging the connection for as long as possible. A fleeting, almost boyish thought crossed his mind—that perhaps this time, their shared desire for a child would finally be fulfilled.

As the intensity of the moment began to ebb, Luca became aware of a subtle change beneath him. Vee’s body, which had moments ago been trembling with pleasure, was now shaking in a different way. He stilled, concern immediately replacing the haze of passion.

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