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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at me in a hot mess, trailing to one of his arms all the way to his

his breath, unclamping

wasn’t,” I flush deeper, and then

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the shades of forest green in them more prominent before he places chaste kisses on my stomach, one of his

curling in his hair.

My back arches when he takes in my nipple in his mouth, flicking it with his tongue before sucking on it.

himself inside. I could feel his hardness between my legs despite my flimsy underwear and his pants

once, and I whimper while his hand

pulls away, a daze

when his fingers find their way to my underwear, and he slips his finger in. “So. Fucking. Wet,” he

the little liquid courage I had in me makes

turn amused. “A little in

“Please,” I whimper.

he presses a kiss to my cleavage while his hands unbuckle

in his shorts was

I gulp.

I think he was

off his shorts, and I see his dick. Hard.

coats me

mumble before I

He laughs a little which dies when he realises I

be gentle,” he promises me.

my head. “However you like.”

like?” He raises an eyebrow. “You have

my underwear

soaked,” his eyes stay focused on my pussy, and I squirm a little. His thumb rubs against my clit gently, and I gasp, losing all

inserts his little finger inside without warning, and the first

he comments, and I could see his

I say, breathless, arching

fuck you, bambina?” He mutters, and I

fucking tight. Will you take me

nod some more.

you to look away from me, fiorellina.” He demands. Fiorellina. He called me

I nod. “Understood.”

talking dirty to me in that Italian

while he raises my

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

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pain shooting downwards to my knees, all the way to my feet.

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tears rise to my eyes before the pain could subside.

me, he seemed

stop,” I plead

his breath, “Why

matter,” I retort. “Please.

groans, and moves. In and out. The pain finally subsides little by little