Page 41 of Nanny's Baby for the Italian Mafia Boss

They are simple, nothing seductive, but I’ve never seen anything so tantalizing and tempting.

“Undress the rest of me, Matias.”

My breaths come out heavy, my fists clench by my side, and I try to think of a reason to say no again. She doesn’t understand that once this happens, she’ll be mine.

Always.

This won’t be a one-night fling. This won’t be Sophie getting it out of her system. No matter what she tells herself. I know she’ll second-guess this happening between us, but I’ll have to deal with that another day.

“Please, Matias,” she begs softly.

I’m in front of her in two steps, grabbing the back of her neck as I peer down at her. “You never have to beg me to fuck you. I’ll always give you what you want and what you need when you ask.” I slam my mouth against her, the heat rising fast between us, now that we know what’s going to happen.

Our mouths melt together. I pry her lips apart, sliding my tongue inside, and flicking it lightly against hers. Her palms glide up my chest and pull down my blazer. It slides off easily, piling on the floor.

“You have no idea how much you consume me,” I admit against her lips before owning them again.

She whimpers, unbuttoning my shirt and tugging it free from my slacks. I apply pressure against her lips, forcing her back until she’s lying flat against the bed. I crawl over her, caging her head in with an arm and aligning our bodies in a way so she can feel how much I want her.

Her hands find my belt, undo it, and toss it on the floor before unzipping my pants. I’m kicking my shoes off with my slacks until we are in our underwear. I spread her legs with my knee, aligning my cock against her, and start thrusting. I need her to feel me.

“Matias,” she whines when my cock rolls over her clit.

I haven’t dry-humped since I was a teenager, but I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want Sophie. I can’t contain how much I want to show her how I need her. I groan next, my cock harder with every stroke against her clit. All that’s between us is the thin material of our underwear. I feel the heat of her pussy and it causes my cock to leak.

I continue to rock against her, swallowing her sighs and moans. Slipping my fingers through the straps of her bra, I tug them down. I want to take my time exploring her.

This will not be quick.

This will not be fast.

This will be memorable.

“Matias.” Her nails dig into my back, her mouth falls open while she closes her eyes. “Oh, god. Matias.” She rocks against me quickly. “Don’t stop.”

Is she going to come for me? Just like this? Fuck, that’s sexy.

“You’re going to come for me, Sweet Sophie?”

“Yes,” she groans. “Yes. I’m so close. Please, don’t stop. Please.”

Sliding my arm under her back, I unhook her bra, and toss it over my shoulder. Her breasts spill free and I’m in fucking heaven. I knead one and it’s more than I can hold, spilling over my hand. Kissing down her neck, my lips graze every soft inch of her skin, dragging down her chest until I’m sucking a nipple into my mouth.

Fucking perfect.

I nibble, teasing the bead between my teeth.

Taking me by surprise, my own orgasm threatens. I can feel it building as I gain speed, the head of my cock still rolling against her clit.

“Fuck,” I curse, tugging down my briefs so I can feel her against me.

I grab her panties and rip them from her body, my eyes rolling to the back of my head when I get to feel how wet she is.

“Christ. You feel so fucking good.”

“Yes. Yes! Oh my god, this…this…”

“I know. Fuck, I know.” I curl over her, still thrusting between her soaked lips. “You’re going to make me come. Help me take the edge off.”

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