Page 26 of Mafia Heir's Broken Vows

"You have no idea what I want." She says. I can feel her pain and disappointment, I see it in her eyes, and it is killing me.

"I know that this is not what I want." I confess, "You are what I want, you and Leo, and a life where I do have a choice." It sounds easy enough, but I know it's impossible. She's the one thing I can't have. "You have always been what I want, that never changed. I left, but I never stopped wanting you."

Serafina looks at me, but she doesn't say anything.

The silence stretches, heavy and unbearable. I see her struggling, battling the same storm inside her.

I'm not hiding it now. I love her—and my son. I love her enough to let her go, again.

I close the gap between us, pulling her small body close to me so I can hold her. She melts against me, a soft sigh escaping her perfect lips as she looks up at me. For a fleeting moment, I had it all.

My hand lifts to cup her cheek, my thumb brushing along her skin. She doesn’t pull away. Her breath catches, but she holds my gaze.

“You’re the only thing I’ve ever wanted,” I confess again, my voice rough. “You. Leo. But wanting you doesn’t make this safe.”

Her eyes darken, and in that moment, neither of us moves—until I do.

It’s reckless. It’s selfish. But I kiss her anyway.

I dip my face down, claiming her lips fiercely. The connection is frantic, a wordless appeal for absolution. She reacts, her fingers clawing at me, yanking me nearer, intensifying our kiss until the space between us disappears. My cock stiffens as her soft breasts press against my chest. Damn, I want to touch every inch of her.

“God, Serafina,” I groan against her lips. “What do you want?”

“Alessandro,” she purrs, her voice sultry and thick with desire. “I want you all of you...”

“Tell me what you want,” I insist, my breath hot in her ear.

She exhales shakily, nearly begging, “I want to feel every inch of you inside me…”

Without another word, I scoop her into my arms, carrying her toward the bedroom. She feels right against me, her warmth igniting a fire deep within. When I reach the bed, I lay her down gently, taking a moment to admire how she looks underneath me, flushed and ready.

As I position myself over her, I slide my hand down her body, feeling the heat radiate from her skin as I find her clit. I tease it slowly with my fingers, and she gasps, her hips instinctively arching towards me. “Like this…?” I whisper, watching her face as I continue to play.

“Please, don’t tease me!” she whines, her voice dripping with urgency.

I smile wickedly, relishing in her desperation as I slow my pace, letting her feel every stroke, teasing her until she’s a whimpering mess beneath me. I drop down, swirling my finger around the slick opening of her pussy while keeping pressure on her sensitive clit.

“More, Alessandro!” she gasps, pushing herself against my hand. “I need more!”

With a deliberate slowness, I finally push my finger inside her, and she gasps, her body clenching around me. “Oh! Yes!” she cries, lost in the sensation. As I work my finger in and out, I add another, stretching her, curling them just right to find that spot, and she loses it completely, her body trembling around me, her moans echoing through the room.

“Please! I’m so close,” she whimpers, her face contorted in pleasure.

And I'm not finished with her yet. I want to taste her come, and I lower my mouth to her wet lips, licking her with firm strokes as she cries out, her sensitivity heightened. “Oh my god… Alessandro” she shouts my name as I bury my face deeper, relishing the way she tastes.

Her body writhes beneath me, unable to contain herself. “I can’t… I need your cock inside of me!” she begs madly, and I feel the heat of her need wash over me, driving me into a frenzy.

I kiss her deeply, drowning in her taste as my thick cock rubs against her wet opening, driving us both wild. I can feel her heartbeat against me, and the weight of urgency builds between us. Our lips collide as I push against her, ready to surrender, but just as she’s about to come again, I slam into her.

“Alessandro!” she screams, her body consuming me fully, the heat enveloping us both.

I take control, thrusting deeper as her moans turn into cries of pleasure. I can’t get enough of her, of how she feels stretched around me, the way her body responds to every thrust.

“Do you still want more?” I tease, pulling back almost completely before slamming back in, feeling her walls wrap around me.

“Please, yes… all of you!” she begs, nearly feral with need.

With a sudden shift, I pull her legs up and turn her over, positioning her on all fours. I take a moment to admire the perfect curve of her back and the way her skin glistens with a sheen of sweat. My gaze drops lower, and I can’t help but feast my eyes on her pink, glistening pussy, shaped almost like a heart, wet and inviting.

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