Page 48 of Mafia King of Lies

“You will,” I murmur against her. “You’re mine, Maria. Come for me.”

A scream tears from her throat as she shatters, her body convulsing, her nails digging into my scalp. I don’t let up, drawing every last tremor from her until she’s panting, spent.

When I rise above her, she’s a vision—flushed, glowing, her lips parted in breathless exhaustion. I palm my belt, unbuckling it with one hand, my gaze never leaving hers.

She watches, transfixed, as I free myself. Her eyes widen slightly, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. “My God…”

I smirk, gripping my cock, stroking it slowly. “Too much for you, cara?”

She grins, sitting up on her elbows, mischief in her eyes. “I didn’t say that.”

Her hand wraps around me, soft and warm, moving with an innocent curiosity that nearly undoes me. I groan, my grip tightening in her hair as she strokes me, learning what makes me weak.

“Enough,” I growl, pushing her back down onto the bed. “I need to be inside you.”

Her legs spread wider in invitation. I hover over her, teasing her entrance with the tip of my cock. But then I pause, my forehead resting against hers. “Tell me you want this, Maria. Tell me you need me.”

Her fingers slide up my arms, her nails raking lightly down my back. “I’ve never wanted anything more in my life, Matteo. Now, take me.”

With a single thrust, I bury myself inside her, groaning at the way her body clenches around me, so tight, so perfect. Her breath hitches, her nails digging deeper. “Oh, Matteo?—”

I grit my teeth, fighting for control, letting her adjust. “Tell me when.”

Her hips roll against mine. “Now.”

I move, slow at first, deep and deliberate, savoring every inch of her. But it’s not enough. Not for either of us. When her nails rake down my back, my restraint snaps. I grip her hips and thrust harder, driving into her with the force of every unspoken desire.

“Harder,” she begs. “Don’t hold back.”

I obey, pounding into her until the bed shakes beneath us, the sound of our bodies colliding filling the room. Her moansgrow frantic, her thighs tightening around me. She’s close—so am I.

“Come for me, Maria,” I growl, my fingers finding her clit. “Let go.”

She shatters with a scream, her body writhing, her walls clenching around me so tightly I follow, groaning her name as I spill deep inside her.

I collapse beside her, pulling her into my chest, her body still trembling.

“Are you all right?” I ask, brushing a strand of hair from her face with unexpected tenderness.

She smiles. “I’m perfect.”

“I wasn’t too rough?” The question feels foreign on my tongue. Since when do I care about such things? Since when do I ask instead of take?

She laughs softly, the sound vibrating against my chest. “You were exactly what I needed.” Her fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “Besides, I believe I was the one who told you not to be gentle.”

I capture her wandering hand, bringing it to my lips. “So you did.”

The moonlight casts shadows across her face, highlighting the curve of her cheek, the fullness of her lips. I find myself memorizing these details, storing them away like precious artifacts. This isn’t like me. I don’t linger. I don’t savor. I take what I want and move on.

“Sleep.” I bury my nose into her hair. “Tomorrow is another day.”

She doesn’t reply. Her eyes are already closed and her chest rises and falls slowly. I try to close my eyes but sleep never finds me. Instead I stay awake with my stare focused ahead and my wife in my arms.

It’s the calm after the storm. Maria lays on my chest, her hair sprawled out on my skin and her leg and arm draped over me. Her naked body molds into mine perfectly, like she is made for me.

I don’t even want to entertain the thought of her being my perfect fit. I need to keep everything as surface-level as possible.

I look down at my wife. Her face is at ease and she sleeps peacefully in my arms. I dare to brush the stray strands that kiss her cheeks and tuck them behind her ear. She only stirs a little and my heart lurches in my chest when she snuggles into me.

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