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

later,” he chuckles under his

deeper, and then the bra

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forest green in them more prominent before he places chaste

hands curling

nipple in his mouth, flicking it

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

I whimper while his hand presses onto my free boob.

he pulls away, a daze on

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

the little liquid courage I had in me makes

turn amused. “A

“Please,” I whimper.

a kiss to my cleavage while his hands unbuckle his belt and then his pants

his

I gulp.

was my first time, and I think he was going to

widen all the more when he takes off his shorts, and

coats me in

huge,” I mumble before I can stop myself.

which dies when he

he promises me.

my

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

could reply, he tears my underwear

soaked,” his eyes stay focused on my pussy, and I squirm a little. His thumb rubs

finger inside without warning, and the first moan escapes me.

“So tight,” he

More,” I say, breathless, arching

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

you take me like a good girl?”

nod

going to look at you. In your eyes, and I don’t want you to look away from me, fiorellina.” He demands. Fiorellina. He called me his little flower. “Capito?”

I nod. “Understood.”

ragazza, mia fiorellina.” ‘Good girl, my little flower‘. If he keeps talking dirty to me in that Italian accent, I was going to come

do so while he raises my legs to either of his shoulders.

his tip on my

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my knees,

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quicker in my chest, and tears rise to my

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

plead instead of answering me.

his breath, “Why

I retort. “Please. Move. Please.”

groans, and moves. In and out. The pain finally subsides little by little till all that was