Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76: Breaking Fast Before Breakfast

Then his lips closed around her folds, letting the warmth and moisture envelop him. He licked, he sucked, and the sounds she made were like music. He felt her arch, felt the tremors in her body, every subtle quiver a direct line to his own growing need. Each flick of his tongue, each careful suck, was a feast of sensation that tethered her to him completely.

Vee grunted, one hand tangling in his dark hair, tugging lightly. "Luca..." she gasped, breathless, shivering, needing more, giving more.

Luca could feel her shaking. He pulled his hands away and grabbed her thighs instead, offering solid support, giving her something to hold onto as he lapped at her.

Vee rode his tongue with abandon, unashamed, unreserved, chasing only release. Her hair tumbled down, spilling, her back arching in perfect surrender, and she grabbed onto the headboard with both hands.

"Please... please..." she moaned, breathless, using his face as a conduit for her pleasure, guiding him, giving him permission to claim her utterly. She arched backward, body trembling, giving him everything she had as her orgasm rolled through her, consuming her, leaving her raw.

Her body shook violently as Luca helped her settle back onto him, holding her with firm hands, letting her feel the strength of him. Then, he kissed her, tasting her, needing her to know how incredible she was, how intoxicating, how utterly his.

"Breaking fast before breakfast. Healthiest way to live," Luca teased.

Vee’s cheeks flamed, a vivid blush spreading across her face as she tried to hide behind her hair.

"We should... uhm... have breakfast," Vee said as she shuffled off the bed. Her legs still felt unsteady. She bent to retrieve her shorts, the fabric wrinkled and abandoned and pulled them on slowly.

"Yeah, we should," Luca replied from behind her.

"I have to call my dad today," Vee added, forcing herself to keep her tone casual as she tied the drawstring. "Tell him Valentina is safe."

"Vee..."

"I know," she said quickly. "No details."

He let out a slow breath. "Why do you still care about him?"

She turned then, leaning against the dresser, folding her arms loosely over her stomach. Luca stood near the bed now, dark hair still tousled.

"He is my father," she said quietly. "He was never like this. Not before. He loves us. He has just been making poor choices."

"Why?" Luca pressed. His eyes never left her face.

"After my mother died, it broke him," Vee said. "She was... she was his anchor. She kept him together, you know. She was strong like that." Her mouth curved into a sad smile.

"So you are more like your mother," he said slowly. "The shepherdess of the family."

Vee let out a small laugh. "Yeah. Something like that." Her gaze dropped to the floor. "But Valentina is all I mostly care about now."

Luca’s brow furrowed. "Who cares about you?"

"Well, I..." She stumbled, caught off guard. "I don’t need to be cared for."

"Don’t you?"