Page 27 of Mafia Don's Secret Baby

Matteo smirked. “I have other plans for later.”

The image of him between my thighs had me closing my eyes and taking in the feeling of his hands all over me, lathering and rinsing the soap from me efficiently.

He reached for the faucet, and I blocked his path.

“It’s my turn,” I told him, mimicking his motions.

I rubbed the soap across his chest first, watching as bubbles formed atop his hair. He held his breath as I touched him, careful to get each spot on his skin. I moved to the solid arms. Veins bulged from them, and I licked my lips as I considered them wrapped around me.

I moved lower, finally reaching the considerable spot I’d most yearned to touch.

I ran my hands up and down it, then cupped his balls in my hands and washed them just as efficiently.

“Are you done?” he asked, his tone dark.

I looked through my lashes at him and saw a stoic, almost blank expression on his face. Was he not enjoying this?

“Do you want me to be?”

“When you finish, Lili, I’m taking you to my bed,” he said, his fists clenched at his sides. “When we get to bed, I’ll be the one in control. Get this out of your system now.”

My breath caught in my throat as I realized it wasn’t stoicism in his eyes, but rather a forced control.

I couldn’t wait to see what he had in mind.

I stood and bit my lip as I maneuvered him under the water and watched all the soap run from him.

“I’m done.”

He moved quickly enough that I squealed. He bent and pulled me into his arms, carrying me from the shower without bothering to turn off the water. I circled my arms around his neck eagerly, burying my face into his shoulder as the cool air of the penthouse tickled my skin.

He thrust me on the bed, climbing atop me and covering me with his body. His lips slammed on mine in a claiming kiss, one hand gathering both of my wrists and pinning them above my head. His fingertips trailed down my center, one of them plunging into me quickly.

“God!” I cried out. Another finger quickly joined the assault, and all thoughts of the temperature in the room left me as I burned from the inside out.

I burned for him. I needed more than his fingers inside of me. I needed all of him.

I wrapped both legs around him as he grabbed his cock and pulled it toward me. I didn’t hesitate to jerk my hips upright and take him in one hard thrust. He filled me, stretching me in all the right places. I cried out, and he groaned, releasing my wrists and planting both hands beside my head.

I stared into eyes that sizzled with the same need I felt as he thrust in and out of me.

“You’re mine, Lilianna,” he growled.

I could only nod as my climax grew more and more powerful with each thrust. I closed my eyes, but he gripped my chin.

“Look at me when you come,” he demanded.

His words sent me plummeting over the edge, and the dark mysterious longing in his eyes brought forward everything.

I left nothing behind as I came hard for him.

Matteo tipped his head back, his jaw clenched as my pleasure eddied into trembling sensation. I bucked into his hips as his motions grew wild and erratic.

He looked like a God above me. All the hard lines and angles of him created this unstoppable, unmovable man, and he wanted me.

He came for me just as hard as I’d come for him, and I couldn’t bring myself to regret it.

Chapter Ten

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