Page 95 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince

She takes a fistful of the sheets, moaning loudly as her eyes roll to the back of her head. It’s fucking hot watching her. Her pussy clenches against my cock and it drives me absolutely insane as I continue to thrust into her.

“You’re so fucking tight… always so ready for me.” I drive my cock deeper and harder into her. “You want my dick, don’t you?”

She whimpers, holding my arms tight as I nail her into the mattress. I’m not letting her forget how fucking good my rod feels inside her.

“Yes,” she moans. Her eyes are shut as she digs her fingernails into my skin.

“Open your eyes and watch me fuck you, Princess.” I ease out of her and again back into her with one hard thrust.

“Luca!” she screams out loud.

I can feel my cock reaching the deepest parts of her.

“Beg me to fuck you harder, Princess.” My fingers find their way back on her breasts and I tease them, squeezing and rubbing her nipples.

“Please fuck me harder, Luca...”

I groan, burying my face in her neck for a moment. She feels so fucking good. I’m never letting her go. Ever.

“Fuck,” I groan, as she wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me closer until there’s no space left between us. I swallow her moans as I return my lips to hers. I’m pushing her further into the bed as I increase my thrusts, every time going deeper than the last.

She melts in my arms as I feel her inching closer to another orgasm.

I’m not going to last long either, with her pussy coating my dick with a slick heat. “Give me one more, Princess.”

A breathy cry escapes her lips as her legs begin to tremble again. I hold her waist down as I continue to shove my dick in and out of her.

“You belong to me, Gianna. Get that!”

She’s panting hard as I groan loudly, taking a last thrust into her cunt as I also come to a release. I bury my face in her neck, sliding slowly out of her.

Gianna is mine.I am sure of that now.

Gianna and I are lying in bed, facing each other, as we both try to steady our breaths. I love the smell of her hair—sweet lavender with a hint of lemon. This feels more personal than how it used to be. The only other thing I want now, in this moment, is to have my daughter.

“I want to see my daughter,” I say, breaking the longing silence between us.

Gianna shifts uncomfortably as she gazes away from me for a moment. I take her chin, returning her gaze back to mine. “Luca.”

“She’s mine, too, Gianna. My daughter, my responsibility.”

“I can’t…”

“I want you both.”

She stares at me, completely puzzled.

“I claimed you first. You belong to me, not that fucking asshole.”

She coughs out a laugh. “You’re crazy, Luca. You fucking had me locked up in here as your prisoner.”

“But did I ever hurt you?” She has no idea how much I wanted to carry on with the plans I had for her but I couldn’t bring myself to.

“You can’t expect me to forget about everything so fast. You kept me away from my child for so long, Luca.”

“I had no fucking idea aboutourchild,” I retort.

“You left me behind.”

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