Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63: It’s Never Enough

She paused, hands stilling on the sheet. "Yes, I did."

"Why?"

"Because you’re drunk. And because if you wake up sick and miserable tomorrow, you’ll be even more unbearable than usual."

Luca’s hand slipped out from beneath the linen and closed around her fingers.

"Why are you here, Vee?" he asked quietly.

"I came to say thank you for bringing me my sister."

He nodded once and sank deeper into the pillow. The movement felt dismissive, as if her thanks were a formality he didn’t need.

Vee hesitated, reading his silence all wrong. They fought too often, screamed too loud, bled each other with words that never quite healed. Maybe he thought she was lying. Maybe he thought she was here out of obligation. So she leaned down, ignoring the warning bells in her head, and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

Luca opened his mouth to her, his hand sliding into her hair. His lips were warm, tasting faintly of whiskey and smoke, and Vee forgot every reason she had sworn never to cross this line again.

She pulled back.

No fucking way. With a sharp tug, Luca dragged her down, the mattress dipping under their combined weight. Vee yelped as she landed on top of him, palms splayed against his chest, instantly, painfully aware of his hard erection beneath the sheets.

"It’s never enough," Luca whispered, his forehead resting against hers, breath uneven now. "With you, it’s never enough. I am constantly hard. I am molesting myself every single day, moaning your name like a freaking creep."

"You are a creep," Vee chuckled.

His hand slid from her hair to her jaw, tilting her face so she had no choice but to look at him. His eyes were dark, intense, too sober for a drunk man. "I want all of you."

"You’re my obsession," he whispered.

Vee’s face remained calm, unreadable. She had always known this about him. She just hadn’t heard him say it so plainly, without threat to dress it up.

"Can I touch you?" she asked.

Luca inhaled sharply, his chest rising hard beneath her. His body had already betrayed him, his cock thick and aching beneath the sheets, his pulse loud in his ears. He forced himself to slow down, to think, to regain footing on ground that was slipping fast. "Where?" he asked.

She didn’t answer.

Vee’s fingers slid under the sheet. Her nails traced his chest, slow enough to drive him insane. Luca sucked in a breath through his teeth, his jaw tightening.

Her fingers brushed his nipples. He cursed under his breath.

Her hand slipped past the waistband of his pyjamas and closed around his hard cock. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

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