Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 34

Chapter 34: I Was Right

Her prayer dissolved in the instant his next words left his lips.

"I was right. You want me to fuck you, Bambola. There is no fight in you," he murmured, his hot breath ghosting along her ear, a whisper that threatened to shatter every fragment of control she had left.

"You are dreaming," she spat, head whipping to the side in defiance.

"Am I?" His fingers drifted, impossibly slow, tracing the curve of her thighs, brushing over the lace of her underwear, and she felt herself betray herself entirely. The wet patch that betrayed her desire bloomed under his touch.

"Lie to me once again," he purred.

"You just made me watch a live porn show. What did you think was going to happen?"

Luca chuckled softly. "I thought you hated me for taking your sister, for taking you..." he murmured. "And yet, you’re dripping for me. Right here. Right now. Admit it and I will give you what you want and more."

His hands moved to her ass, cupping it hard, fingers digging in with unapologetic possession. The pressure made her gasp before she could stop it. The car beneath her was unyielding.

"Let go of me," Vee snapped. "I hate you. I don’t want you. All you did tonight was humiliate me by making me watch that. This... this will not happen unless you force it out of me."

"The night is not over yet, Bambola," he said. "I am still going to punish you. You did dress up for me," he added smoothly, tilting his head. "Didn’t you?"

"Because you asked me to, asshole."

"True," Luca agreed easily. "But now you know something else." His grip tightened just enough to remind her he was still in control. "I can have any woman I want. Whenever I want."

"Trust me," she said. "I know I’m nothing special."

That stopped him.

"But you are," he said quietly. "Bambola, I chose you. I don’t do that."

His fingers moved then, slipping up her coat, unfastening a button. His hand slid inside, warm against her skin, cupping her breast.

"What are you doing?" she asked, and this time there was no hiding the way her voice shook.

"Let me show you why I chose you."

His fingers brushed her nipple, a slow touch that sent a jolt straight through her spine. She sucked in a breath, want making her dizzy. When he squeezed, a sharp sound escaped her.

"Fuck," she whispered, furious with herself.

Her mind screamed at her to fight, but her body was already betraying her, arching just slightly into his hand.

"You see that," Luca murmured near her ear. "That’s why I chose you. The way you want me and fight me at the same time."

She squeezed her eyes shut, fighting the ache in her chest, the pull she didn’t want and didn’t know how to escape.

"You just want to fuck me, Luca. Who are you kidding? That’s why you chose me," she said.

"It’s much... much more than that," he said quietly, "But that too."

Before she could respond, his mouth brushed her neck. Her breath stuttered as his fingers rolled her nipple. When he pinched harder, she gasped again.

"Luca please..."

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