His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 144

Luca kissed me like he’d been waiting for it all his life. There was no gentleness in it. He devoured me, his touch reverberating through every cell in me. He bit and suck my lower lip, demanding entry into my mouth, one of his hands holding my

chin up

while

the other pinning my arm to the wall.

His touch lingers behind, and he unzips my dress while still kissing me.

The little piece of silver sequin fabrics pools at my feet, leaving me in my matching set of red lingerie.

I had dressed for the occasion.

Desire and lust shine in his eyes when he stops kissing me, leaving me a breathless mess while he studies me from head to toe.

Heat rushes to my cheeks.

“You were going to let that fucker see you like this?” There was a grudge in Luca’s voice, -as if I wasn’t supposed to do that,

As if he didn’t want me to do that.

My cheeks just flush some more. “He isn’t the one seeing me now, is he?”

“Right as fuck he’s not. And he’s not ‘going to.

Luca lunges onto me, and I freeze the second I feel his lips on my jaw, trailing kisses.

my chest. He dips his head downwards towards my neck, my clavicle, and

I was panting, breathless, raising my neck to give him more of an access.

“Luca, I..” I murmured, shushed by his finger on my lips.

“Don’t take my name unless you want me to fuck you right here, by the wall.”

My core throbbed.

His hand wraps around my thigh and he lifts me, wrapping my legs around his waist.

I dip my

head down to initiate the kiss till he throws me on the bed and then climbs on top of me, careful to not put his weight on me while he undoes his shirt buttons and then takes it off.

Six abs stare back at me underneath a completely tatted chest.

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The compass The eagle. A quote. Everything stares back at me in a hot mess, trailing to one of his arms all the way to his

later,” he chuckles under his breath, unclamping my bra.

I flush deeper, and then the

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them more prominent before he places

gasp, hands curling

in his mouth, flicking it with his tongue before sucking on it.

arousal coats my underwear and I subconsciously separate my legs, allowing him to arch himself inside. I could feel his hardness between my legs despite my flimsy underwear and his pants separating

and I whimper while his

pulls away, a daze on his

and he slips his finger in. “So. Fucking. Wet,” he grunts, looking

liquid courage I had in me makes me reach his buckle

“A little

“Please,” I whimper.

cleavage while his hands unbuckle his belt and then his pants are off.

in his shorts was

I gulp.

and I think he was going to break me.

all the more when he takes off his shorts, and I see

excitement coats me in equal measures.

I mumble before I can stop

laughs a little which dies when he realises I am

he

shake my

eyebrow. “You have no idea what you’d be

reply, he tears my underwear from me,

His thumb rubs against my clit gently, and

warning, and the first moan escapes me. “Oh,

then out, thrusting gently. “So tight,” he comments, and

I say, breathless, arching

fuck you, bambina?” He mutters, and I nod. Frantically. Desperately. Baby girl. He called me

so fucking tight. Will you take me like

I nod some more.

I’m going to look at you. In your eyes, and I don’t want you to look away from me,

I nod. “Understood.”

mia fiorellina.” ‘Good girl, my little flower‘. If he keeps talking dirty to me in that Italian accent, I was going to come right here without him fucking

demands and I do so while

throbs some more. Without warning, one second I could feel his tip on my entrance, and the second, he had pushed into me

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I gasped, the pain shooting downwards to my knees, all the way to

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in my chest, and tears rise to my eyes before

back at the man in front of me, he seemed a little… angry. “Are you a

“Don’t stop,” I plead

“Why

I retort. “Please. Move.

subsides little by little