Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 350 My Hot Husband his veins.

Leonardo's breathing became heavy, his chest rising and falling with each labored breath. His heartbeat thudded in his ears, the sound echoing in his head as his pulse raced into his cardiac chamber. Sweat dotted his forehead, evidence of the adrenaline coursing through "Tell me, baby girl," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. He leaned in closer to Sofia, his face mere inches from hers, his eyes filled with a mixture of longing and anticipation. With one swift motion, he kicked the door open, the force of it propelling them forward as he continued to hold her securely in his arms. Taking purposeful strides, he carried her towards the bed, his movements confident and deliberate.

Reaching the bed, Leonardo gently placed Sofia down, his touch tender yet possessive. He was about to pull away, but Sofia's hands clung to his neck, her fingers entwined in his hair, refusing to let go.

"What, baby girl?" he asked, his voice a low murmur. He brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his fingertips grazing her soft skin. He wanted to see her clearly, to etch every detail of her pretty face into his memory.

Sofia's lips parted, her breath hitching in her throat as she struggled to find the words. "Hubby..." she began, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, a mix of longing and vulnerability shining within them. "I missed you," she finally confessed, her voice breathless with emotion.

A surge of tenderness washed over Leonardo, his heart swelling with affection for the woman before him. He traced his thumb gently across her cheek, his touch feather-light. "You have me, baby girl," he reassured her, his voice filled with sincerity and devotion. "I am here with you, always."

Reluctantly, Leonardo tried to pull away, the weight of exhaustion tugging at him after a long and tiring day. He needed to freshen up to regain his strength. But Sofia tugged him back down, her grip firm yet gentle. Her eyes pleaded with him, silently begging him to stay, to bask in the warmth of their connection just a little longer.

Sofia tightened her hold on Leonardo's neck, her grip possessive and needy. It elicited a low chuckle from him, the sound reverberating through the room. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he peered into her flushed face, taking in every delicate detail.

Her cheeks were a vibrant shade of crimson, a clear sign of her heightened arousal. Leonardo's gaze zeroed in on her plump, tempting lips, aching to taste their sweetness. The desire in her eyes was palpable, mirroring his own.

With a voice laced with desire, Sofia finally voiced the words he had longed to hear. "I want... I want you... to make love... to me." Her admission hung in the air, heavy with anticipation. How could he deny himself after such a confession? But today was not the day he would claim her.

hers, initiating a kiss filled with raw passion. His mouth melded with hers, an explosion of longing and need igniting a blazing fire within him. Every nerve in his body came alive, craving the taste and touch of her. When he finally pulled away, Sofia was left breathless and panting, her lips swollen and her eyes half-closed, revealing a mesmerizing shade of blue. She looked at him with a mixture of adoration and hunger, her gaze captivating him in its intensity. "Baby, I'm dying to," Leonardo confessed, his voice husky with desire. "But I am too tired tonight. I doubt I can satisfy you with my hundred percent." A smirk tugged at the corner of his

a small squeak, her voice filled with playful indignation. "Eww," she exclaimed, a hint of laughter in her tone as she playfully swatted his arm.

thumbs caressing her cheeks as he implored her

as if afraid of the vulnerability that lay beneath her fluttering lashes. Her breathing was shallow, the rapid rise and fall of her chest betraying her

now laced with gentle determination. He

she yielded to his request, her long lashes lifting to reveal the depth of her soul. His gaze locked with hers, Leonardo felt a surge of emotions flood

what do you want?" Leonardo's voice was gentle yet laced with a smoldering intensity. His eyes drank in every contour of her beautiful face, desperate to understand her desires, to fulfill

her words laden

her eyes never wavering from his gaze. There was no

t-shirt, revealing she didn't wear a bra. Her round breasts spilled before him as her nipples

With an unspoken understanding,

no time.

hitched as pleasure surged through her. Simultaneously, Leonardo's

tongue, lips, and fingers to pleasure her, expertly exploring every inch of her being. His actions were driven by an overwhelming urge to make

night of Sofia's life,

from her, causing waves of ecstasy to ripple through her. Each touch, each caress sent her into a euphoric frenzy, her breath hitching in her throat. The room echoed with the symphony