Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 339 His Sweet Promises Leonardo withdrew his tongue and replaced it with his finger, circling the tip over her tight hole before gently dipping it inside Sofia. She let out a primal scream, unable to contain her overwhelming pleasure. Her face was flushed, her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes glistened with moisture.

Pausing for a moment, Leonardo pulled away to gaze at Sofia's visage, searching for any signs of distress. He longed to continue, the desire coursing through his veins, but her well-being was his utmost concern. Sofia's lips were parted, her breaths coming in ragged

gasps. When she didn't immediately respond, he pressed gently once more.

"Tell me, my love. Do you want me to stop? Say your safe word," he uttered, his own inner turmoil gnawing at his heart. Asking her to halt their intimacy was tearing him apart, but he knew he had to prioritize her consent and comfort above all else.

"No," Sofia moaned, her response leaving no room for doubt. Without wasting a single moment, Leonardo plunged his face back between her legs, his mouth working its magic as he fervently pumped his finger in and out of her tight, wet entrance. With each deliberate thrust, he could feel her inner muscles stretching around his thick digit, while his tongue and lips were busy playing with her clitoris.

He slowly inserted another finger, and she shook hard, her inner muscles clenching tightly around his fingers.

Fuck! She was so tight. He could feel her inner muscles tighten, and she throbbed around his fingers. He knew that she was on the edge. He pumped his fingers harder and faster this time. Her body writhed on the bed, her moans filling the room as she screamed Leonardo's name with increasing fervor. It seemed as though her cries of pleasure could have easily reached the ears of every crew member aboard the private jet, but he didn't care. In fact, he took pride in the fact that he could elicit such loud exclamations, ensuring that everyone knew she belonged to him.

Her petite body was intoxicating, a drug he couldn't resist. Every touch, every moment spent with her only fueled his addiction. She squirted and writhed heavily, cuming so hard. He replaced his fingers with his mouth and sucked her hot honey until her last drop. As her body slowly relaxed, he propped himself up and hovered above her, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth making her taste her own come. Their embrace grew more passionate with each passing second. He held her soft, yielding form tightly in his arms, cherishing the feel of her against him.

Leonardo moved away, breaking their hot kiss when he sensed her breathlessness, and gently released the handcuffs that had confined her wrists. As he took her reddened hands into his, he could feel the marks left behind by her unconscious tugging, a testament to the intense pleasure she had experienced. With great tenderness, he began massaging her wrists, hoping to absorb her pain into himself, and placed soft kisses upon them, providing her with some relief. His lips grazed her reddened skin, lingering in their exploration. "Let's get you dressed. We're almost reaching Genoa," Leonardo murmured, gathering her scattered clothes from around the room.

He carefully dressed Sofia, his movements deliberate and unhurried, while she watched him in awe, her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and adoration.

here," Leonardo reassured her with a teasing smile. "I want our love making to be extraordinarily special, something you'll cherish forever. And believe me, it'll be worth the wait." Sofia's face flushed with

a gentle kiss against Sofia's forehead, a gesture of reassurance and affection. Taking her hand in his, he led

showering her face with sloppy kisses. He held her hand tightly and pulled her closer, his touch offering comfort and

wonder what had captured his attention, but she decided to let it slide for the moment. They eventually arrived home, and as Sofia contemplated

guilt evident in

fine. I'm comfortable in the guest room. I understand if you don't want to share your space," she said, willing herself

no, angel. That's not the case

it according to your taste. But please forgive me for my mistake on our wedding night. I still regret how I mistreated you

touched by his words. He was being so sweet and genuine. Giving in

concern, worry etched on

soothing. "Before our arrival, I made arrangements for the staff to move your things into this room. They've already taken care of

did he plan all that?

thoughtfulness. His behavior had undergone a significant change, and she had half-expected him to revert to his rude demeanor once they were back in Genoa. But to her pleasant surprise, that hadn't been the case. She worried that she

her clothes and personal items were neatly arranged inside. She even noticed a few new additions to her collection. Turning around, Sofia found Leonardo standing there, a smile playing on his lips as he tucked his hands into his pockets. His eyes gleamed with amusement

head to the office. There's a lot of pending work that

his words. It wasn't what she wanted to hear, but she understood the responsibilities that came

but come soon. I'll be waiting," Sofia whispered, her words barely escaping

the distance between them, he leaned down and pressed his lips against Sofia's forehead, leaving a delicate