Page 21 of A Virgin for the Mafia Daddy

Normally, I start slowly before speeding to fucking her with the wild abandon I feel inside. But this time, we’re both so worked up that I thrust hard over and over again inside of her, Bianca moving with me in rhythm, echoing my every thrust and moan. She meets me stroke for stroke until we’re both at the precipice of climaxing once again.

I reach between her, not daring to deprive my lamb again of release and flick my thumb to her swollen clit.

A few quick, hard strokes is all it takes before she’s coming undone beneath me, every muscle trembling and convulsing.

It’s the most beautiful fucking sight I’ve ever seen. "I love you so much," I whisper against her neck just before I let myself go inside her - spilling everything I have into the woman who's become my world.

We finish together and I roll off of her, tucking her into my arm and kissing her as we lay there in our bed, panting.

Never in a million years did I think I’d be the kind of man who cuddled after fucking, but when it comes to Bianca, nothing is ever enough. I never want to let her go. Let her out of my sight.

Glancing up at me with those bright oceanic blue-green eyes, she says, “I have an idea for a name for the little bean.”

“Oh yeah?” I lift my brow at her. Names have been a source of contention so far since she doesn’t like any of the Romero family names that have been in our lineage for centuries.

“How about Oliver if it’s a boy, after my sister. And if it’s a girl,” she offers, “Nicole. And we can call her Cole for short after your brother. The two people responsible for why we met in the first place.”

“Oliver Nicholas if it’s a boy… or Nicole Olivia if it’s a girl?” I repeat, rolling the idea around in my brain. Then, smiling, I press a kiss to the tip of her button nose. “I fucking love it.”

“Yeah?” she asks, hopeful.

“Yeah.” I give her belly a stroke with the palm of my hand feeling a little kick of the bean inside. “I love the name ideas. I love you. And I fucking love our little growing family.”

Things couldn’t be more fucking perfect if we tried.

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