Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 169

Luca’s POV

“It is?” I asked as I lifted my other hand off her wrist to wrap it around her waist, and I used my hold on

her bare waist to tug her until she was sitting on the very edge of the counter.

“Uhun.” She replied in a whisper when I tugged on her hair at that very moment.

“What is weird?” I continued, because I was enjoying this so much, even more than I had suspected I

was ever going to like it.

“Um, me being n- naked?” She replied, stuttering over her replies and I breathed out a small laugh as I

untangled my hand from her hair, and watched as she was open to peek her eyes open in the next

moment.

I took her two wrists and placed them behind her back on the counter, to make her chest be pushed

out, and her back arched perfectly. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

She stared up at me and raked my eyes over her chest, and drank in how perfect she looked right now,

being barred this way before me on the counter, before finally lifting my eyes and locking gaze with

hers.

She had started to worry her teeth over her lower lip once again, and I knew without a doubt that ave

was currently nervous.

“Can you stay in this position for me?” I asked as I raged my eyes over her body once again, and my

eyes dropped to stare at how her bare thighs were gripping my hips firmly, and before I could even

think of stopping it, the thoughts flowing into my head were dark and dirty thoughts featuring Sofia

being sprawled over this counter, and me in this same position, thrusting smoothly into her and gripping

her thighs firmly with my hands.

I watched as she started to nod her head almost immediately. “Uh, yeah. I can.” She replied, breathing

out the words heatedly because a shudder had chosen that particular moment to slide down her spine.

“That’s a good girl.” I murmured as I reached for the bottle of scotch once again, and I faintly heard her

let out a tiny whimper in response.

Like I had said before, she was so damn responsive.

“Tell me if it gets too much, alright?” I asked as soon as I was back to staring back at her with the bottle

of scotch in my right hand.

“Okay.” She freed her lower lip to whisper those words out in response, and I gave her a firm nod of

approval, and I lowered my eyes to fix them on her chest once again.

Her tits weren’t big, but they weren’t all that small as well… they looked perfect this way, so damn

perfect. And they looked so firm and perky, with pink nipples that was hard as fuck, and literally

begging for some damn attention.

I lowered my head and breathed out hotly over her right nipple, and I watched as she shuddered a little,

and her hippie managed to tighten up even more, which made me growl a little in the lowest part of my

throat.

I stared up at her and saw her watching me, with wide eyes and parted lips.

“Want me to suck on it?” I hummed out and I watched as she hesitated, looking unsure before finally

nodding her head once, with a whimper slipping out her parted lips. I grinned up at her and slid my

tongue over her nipple, with my eyes still staring into hers, and I watched as her lips parted even more

as she let out a shape puff of breath, her eyes reducing into small slits.

I laved my tongue over her nipple once again, with my eyes still drinking up all the expressions playing

out on her face as once, as a choked moan fell out of her lips.

I rose up to my full height and lifted up the bottle of scotch, and I tipped the bottle over her chest until it

ran over her right tits, pouring over her nipples as well. She shivered and gasped out as tne cold liquid

met with her chest, and before she could even blink, I was leaning down and sucking the nipple which

was wet with scotch, deep into my mouth.

“Oh God,” She stuttered out on a broken moan as I pulled on her nipple, tugging on it a little with my

teeth and laving over the bitten spots with my tongue. I lifted my mouth off her nipple after a few

seconds and blew out a hot breath over it, and I dragged my mouth over the underside of her perky tits

to suck a mark into that particular spot.

I worshiped her tits thoroughly, pouring another round of scotch over her other tit, before finally paying

attention to it with my tongue, lips and teeth. Once I was done with her, she was panting and shivering

beneath me, with her voice sounding a little bit cracked due to the amount of times in which she had

strained while moaning and crying out in pleasure.

I pulled the top of her dress upwards to cover her naked chest and watched as she blinked up at me

dazedly, with eyes looking blissed out and glassy.

I had decided to stop at this point, I wasn’t going to be doing anything else to her tonight, and that was

that.

It was for her own good after all, because I had a feeling she wouldn’t want to have herself bared

before me, if she knew how dark and dirty my thoughts were in my head at this very moment.

She was also as innocent as a bird as well, which was the other reason as to why I had decided to stop

tonight… I wasn’t going to overwhelm her with anything more tonight, and even if I was going to, it sure

as hell wasn’t going to be on the kitchen counter.