Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 655

Chapter 655 Chapter 655 Recollection

Her chest heaved as her breathing quickened. Her flushed face and half-lidded eyes made her look utterly irresistible—the sexiest woman in the world. I couldn't tear my gaze away from her, but the moment my tongue tasted her nectar, my eyes closed instinctively, savoring her essence.

Her taste was divine, a sweetness unmatched by anything else. The intoxicating scent of her arousal ignited an even fiercer desire within me, making my head spin with lust. My cock throbbed painfully, the veins straining under the relentless pressure of my need for her.

"Oh, my Goddess!" she cried as I sucked her swollen nub, swirling my tongue over it while sliding a finger into her tight, wet heat.

"Fuck, Zander!" she moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure.

I groaned deeply, the sound raw and primal. "Yes, baby, moan my name louder," I urged, my voice a mix of command and adoration. "Let me hear how good I make you feel.

I flicked my teeth lightly over her clit as I thrust two more fingers into her slick heat. She whimpered, her body trembling as she instinctively tried to close her legs, but my firm grip on her thigh kept them apart. "No, baby," I growled, my voice thick with desire. "Open your legs wider so I can make you come." "Zander, please," she whimpered, her voice breaking with desperation. "I want you. Don't torture me anymore.'

fingers deeper, curling them just right as my tongue flicked fiercely against her sensitive nub. It didn't take long before she shattered

in the back of my mind, desperate to take over, to claim our mate fully and lose himself in her. But I held him back, my control barely

own desire didn't seem to faze her as

as I looked up at her flushed, determined face. I knew exactly what was coming next. My Luna was ready

her trembling, soft hands around my steely hard length, and, goddess, the sensation sent

delicate

barely able

now that she was pregnant? I couldn't bear the thought of

of awe and hunger. Her thumb circled the sensitive tip, smearing the beads of arousal that gathered there, and her tongue darted out to wet her lips. The sight

to her knees,

sliding my length along her slick folds, coating me in her wetness. I clenched my teeth, my restraint hanging by a thread. My hips ached to thrust upward and bury myself inside her, but

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