Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

Rosana’s stomach rumbled in her sleep and she yawned. She had not eaten the previous night but it didn’t matter back then because of Sergio’s unexpected return. Slowly, she opened her eyes and lay still. It took a few seconds for her to recall everything that happened the previous night.

Her skin flushed and she bit back a smile. She was still lying on top of him with his arms protectively wrapped around her. And his c? ck was still buried deep inside, occupying and filling her up.

Gently, she raised her head from his chest and looked up at him. His eyes were closed and she wondered if he was still sleeping. She had learned from Carmencita that he was always up very early in the morning. That was when she served him coffee in his Study room while he worked.

Rosana looked between them and blushed at the sight of their n@ked bodies joined together. His, tanned and covered in tattoos, hers fair and flawless. Quietly, she removed his arms around her and tried to get up.

Firstly, she placed both hands by his sides and raised her upper body. Then she raised her left leg slowly and pushed against his hard c? ck. The action caused her to moan as she pulled out of him slowly, her wet and heated p? ssy making slippery sounds.

“Such a perfect way to wake a man up, Bambolina!” Sergio groaned, causing her to halt. Her skin tingled at the sound of his voice and heat flooded her veins. She could feel her p? ssy clenching and pooling around him.

“I… Um…” She stifled a moan and tried to move again. Before she could pull away from him completely, he wrapped his arms around her and drew her back to himself, his c? ck driving back into her tight walls.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

“Ohh…”

Sergio turned them over and was now on top of her, his c? ck pressing deeper into her p? ssy. Her hardened n? pples grazed his chest and she moaned low in her throat, sparks of pleasure shooting through her.

“Do not make those tiny sounds, Bambolina” He lowered his head and nibbled on her earlobe, causing her to squirm and writhe beneath him. His voice was raspy and low. It was dangerously seductive and did funny things to her stomach. “They inflame me”

The feel of his mouth on her, his beard dragging against her skin and leaving goosebumps, his right hand gripping her thigh, his left hand digging into her hair… They weren’t enough. She needed more and more of him. But he wasn’t moving inside her. He just remained still, filling her up to the hilt and stretching her tight walls.

He moved his hand between them and cupped her bre@st. He played with her n? pples and groaned when he felt her p? ssy clenching and pooling around him. Instead of f*cking her brains out like he wanted and leaving her crippled for days, he lowered his head and claimed her lips in a soft kiss. Rosana grabbed the duvet and raised it to cover her bare body. She looked over at Sergio who was deep in thought and wondered what was going through his mind. He was also n@ked but he didn’t seem to care about it.

She opened her mouth to speak but couldn’t find the right words. Everything was awkward and she felt utterly mortified. What was she supposed to say? “Thank you for making love to me?” Rosana wondered, staring at his back. She tried to find his scars but failed because he was mostly covered in black ink.

The thought of him being away for more than a month crossed her mind and she glared hard at him. She had not even considered it the previous night because of how he went down on her.

“How was Russia? I guess it was pretty fine that is why you refused to call or text for the past one and a half month”

“Good morning to you too!” Sergio replied and stood up from the bed.

Rosana held her breath and looked away from him, not wanting to get distracted by his masculinity. If she watched him, she’d get carried away and forget everything on her mind.

“That does not answer my question”

“I did not figure out you asked one, Bambolina” He replied and searched the wardrobe. Picking out a bathrobe, he wore it and turned to face her. “What was it again?”

“You are doing it on purpose. You heard me!”

“Oh, I did not”

“You did!”

“No, I did not”

“I asked about Russia!” She spoke through gritted teeth and glared at him. “Why didn’t you call or text?”

He smirked. “You missed me, did you not?”

“No!” She blurted out and looked away. “And you have not answered my question!”

“About Russia?”

“Yes!”

“You missed me?”

“Yes!” Rosana answered immediately without thinking about the question. When it dawned on her, she gasped and shook her head. “No… No, I did not miss you”

Sergio laughed and her cheeks flushed. She couldn’t believe he was laughing. “But that is not what you told me last night”

Rosana paused and started thinking about the previous night. “I did not say anything…!”

Sergio crossed his arms behind him and smirked. He had succeeded in getting her worked up very early in the morning and enjoyed every bit of it. She looked beautiful too, especially when she was fuming.

“Wet p? ssies never lie, Bambolina!”

Rosana blanched at his bald statement and her mouth dropped open. He did not just say that! She thought and lowered her head in embarrassment, wishing the ground would open and swallow her up.