Page 108 of Mafia King's Surprise Baby

I go still as his words sink in. “You had itbrought over?”

He shrugs again. “Yeah.”

“How…?” It’s my turn to shrug. “Never mind.”

He nods at the next door down the hallway. “Your stuff’s in there.”

I blink and shake my head, trying to clear away the stupor. “When did you — How did you ever?”

“Arranged it all from the hospital,” he says with a sheepish smile. “Hana helped.”

I glance at the stairs. “The sneaky little thing.”

“I wanted it to be a surprise,” he says.

“And she’s very good at keeping secrets.”

He nods. “So, you can move in.”

I’m reminded of where and how this conversation started. Leo’s done all he can to prepare this house for us, for our family.

“Tristan’s still here,” he starts. “But he’s in the basement studio which has its own private access. He won’t disturb us while he’s here.”

The trepidation with which he says this makes me smile. He’s really thought of everything regarding our future. I smile and kiss him quickly on his lips.

“He’s welcome to stay with us,” I say.

Leo grimaces. “No. I want you all to myself.”

I nod at our son happily bouncing around his room. “You thinkyou’ll get me alone with this one around?”

“He won’t be here tonight,” he replies huskily.

“Really?” Impatience is making me yearn to be with him, my core aching for him to fill it. “What do you have planned?”

He winks at me. “Watch this. Enzo? Auntie Hana’s going to get pizza.”

When he hearspizza, Enzo rushes to the door. Leo catches then we all go down.

“Brunch at our place tomorrow?” Mattia asks.

I exchange a glance with Leo, and we both nod.

When the door closes, it’s Leo and me alone in this big place, and I’m thinking of the night ahead, where, come what may, I will sleep in Leo’s bed.

He walks to me with such a fiery glint in his eyes, I lose my breath. As I backtrack as he approaches, my back hits a wall, and he covers my front with his broad body, caging me between his tense arms. He dips his head and claims my mouth with his, and I melt into his kiss.

I know Leo has just proposed, but tonight, it feels like our wedding night. There’s something in the air and in the energy between us that’s spelling out it’s the first night of the rest of our lives. I know Leo feels it, too, because the reverence with which he touches my cheek with his knuckles almost undoes me with the tenderness in his touch. This is how a groom approaches his virgin bride on their first night, the care he takes with her as they join for the first time as man and wife.

Except, I want passion from my man tonight. The same kind as when he took me for the first time. Without missing a beat, I flow into his arms and claim his mouth with mine, opening my lips to slip my tongue between his.

Leo also doesn’t miss a beat or a cue. He crushes me to his hard body, his mouth slanting over mine as he takes over, as he tongue plunges in to explore my mouth, to stroke my tongue.

My hands are frantic on his shirt, buttons popping as I pull the two sides apart. I’m furiously tugging at the waistband of his jeans when he’s undoing the zip on my dress and pushing it off my frame. His hands are frantic on my skin, hot and slightly rough, his touch awakening fire along all my nerves wherever he brushes them.

But I’ve got something else on my mind, and when my hand closes on his thick, throbbing cock, I sigh as he hisses in a breath, sinking to my knees so I can take his hard member into my mouth.

God, I’ve dreamed of doing this for so long! Leo groans as I lick the silky-smooth head. His hand closes in my hair, tugging just sharp enough for a flare of pain along my scalp that just highlights the power I’m exerting over him right now as I close my lips fully on the head of his cock and suck on it with my tongue running along the seam on the underside.

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