Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 379 Hot Bubble Bath

Sofia gracefully stepped out of the trail room, her black knee-length dress hugging her curves, and in her hands, she held the exquisite peach mermaid gown. However, something felt amiss. Domenico, her trusted companion, was conspicuously absent. Confusion flickered across her face as she sought an explanation. "Where is Domenico?" she inquired, her voice tinged with curiosity and concern. Leonardo, her enigmatic partner in crime, responded with a furrowed brow before providing an unexpected reply.

"I sent him back to the office," he revealed, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "Someone should, at the very least, continue working."

As Sofia examined the gown, meticulously considering the perfect accessories and footwear to match, she couldn't help but feel a sense of completion slipping through her fingers. Finally, having made her choices, she knew her shopping excursion had come to an end. Passing the task of payment to Leonardo, she observed as he handed his card to the salesgirl for the final transaction.

"So, you've postponed your meetings and obligations for me?" Sofia queried, her voice filled with both gratitude and concern. Leonardo simply nodded in response.

"You didn't have to do that," she reassured him, a hint of guilt lingering in her tone. "Domenico was there to assist me."

A soft chuckle escaped Leonardo's lips, accompanied by a casual shrug of his broad shoulders. "What could I do, baby? Every time I attempted to engage in a meeting, your sorrowful expression clouded my mind. I couldn't forget how crestfallen you looked when I mentioned that I couldn't accompany you on this shopping spree. My focus wavered, rendering work impossible. So, I made the decision to surprise you by coming along."

His words washed over Sofia, a testament to the depth of his affection and devotion. The realization struck her, revealing the extent to which he cared for her happiness. In that moment, gratitude mingled with a surge of tenderness, threatening to overwhelm her.

After concluding their shopping venture, Leonardo whisked Sofia away to a renowned restaurant, where they indulged in a delectable dinner. The experience was heightened by the sheer joy of his company and undivided attention. Each passing moment confirmed the authenticity of their connection, leaving Sofia awash with contentment.

As the night drew to a close and they finally returned home, the unfinished desires that had lingered in the trial room resurfaced.

Leonardo carried Sofia in his arms and took her to our bedroom. She was so aroused, like putty in his hands. She had no strength to walk after her husband's desire-filled eyes pierced into hers. He made me feel crazy things I never thought could happen in this world: making out in the trial room.

His wicked tongue could make any dirty thing sound so tempting and desirable, and she was ready to obey his every order and command.

Leonardo kicked open the bathroom door and put her down on her feet. He ran the warm water to fill the tub and added her favorite bubble drops to it. He slowly undressed her, peeling her clothes one by one, taking his time and teasing her.

get inside the tub. She settled in and relaxed when the bubbly warm water eased

them down with his boxers, kicked them aside on the bathroom floor, and stood there completely nude in front of his wife. She gulped as she saw his hot, perfectly sculpted body with eight-pack abs, muscular chest, firm thighs, and his thick and long erection between his legs poking into the air. He lifted his leg, stepped inside the

I restrained myself when you were sitting on my lap, and I was just an

in anticipation of what if he had taken her that day in the

throbbed painfully. She could still feel his

take the initiative. She crawled toward her husband and sat on his lap, facing him. Throwing her legs to both sides, she straddled his hips. His hard length nudged her, making

mesmerizing gray eyes. She whispered over his lips, intentionally brushing her own against his in

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equal passion, plunging her tongue into his

masculine scent made her head dizzy. His rough, large hands roamed over her naked body, causing thousands of goosebumps to erupt on

thick length, and began stroking him. He gazed at her with lustful, hooded eyes and groaned. He was already rock hard, like steel. She lifted

slid down, enveloping

groaned into her mouth, finding pleasure

her lips. She could

it was more than that. Their souls

about Leonardo, but

she felt it.

nape and moved toward her breast, gripping it in his large, rough palm, squeezing and kneading it