The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 44

My words were all Silas had needed and he pinned my body underneath his.

The air between us felt heavy, almost suffocating, Silas hovering over me with his hands exploring my body with a confident ease that sent shivers down my spine.

He wasn't doing any particular movements, but still, his hands rooming my body made me think of things I shouldn't be thinking of

I couldn't take any more of this.

He was being deliberate with the way he touched me, driving me slowly to the edge of madness

I gasped lightly when his mouth found my breasts, sucking on them hard.

of heat

His hot breath fanned my skin as he flickered his tongue over my nipples, that one movement sending a wave of through me.

Unable to hold back the moan that escaped my lips, my back arched as I wrapped my arms around him, wanting to close the distance between our bodies.

The way he moved was almost sinful, each touch deliberate, his fingers trailing over my skin as if marking me as his own.

My toes curled in response, waves of pleasure rippling through me, spreading to every inch of my body.

It felt as if my body was set ablaze and I wasn't certain if Silas' touch was cooling or just making it worse.

My core throbbed, a desperate aching need building inside me that was impossible to ignore.

I bit my lip in an attempt to stifle the overwhelming sensation that 1 felt, but it was useless.

"Please, Silas... more. I begged, my voice trembling with each word I spoke.

My chest rose and fell; my breaths labored as I stared at Silas.

He wanted to see me beg, and I did.

Finally giving in to my desires.

Silas lips pulled into a smile, his eyes glistening evilly

He must be happy to see my bed this way; lips parted as I took in a deep breath.

"Such an impatient girl," he murmured, his voice low and teasing as he slid his fingers inside me once more.

that one action sending a

moved his fingers slowly, torturously, in and out of me,

teasing me, giving me a taste

he was

kisses over my body, teasing but never giving me the release I

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help it; I was unable to control myself else, and I grabbed his wrist, trying to push

much and I needed more, something to stop the

it. He seemed to enjoy teasing me slowly

his grip tightening around my wrist,

say Katrina, and I wouldn't hesitate to punish you if you

the idea of getting punished by him

the table beside

your usually handcuffs, I had seen them much too many times in magazines to

heart skipped a beat as I watched the cuffs

in charge tonight,

protest, my hands were locked together above my

wide apart

rising and falling as my body ached for

feel the flush on my cheeks, my skin burning under his gaze as he drank

this? I

felt wrong, dangerous even,

didn't hate it. I

was trembling, torn between desire and disbelief at

a

by this and it made me feel happy. There was an obvious bulge in his pants; Silas was breathing heavily as he tried to control

focus on pleasing me, not giving in to his

pulled away from me, kneeling

held mine as he reached for his shirt, slowly pulling

swallowed hard, my

sight was truly

was the first time I saw his body without clothes,

my heart race.

silver hair had gotten loose when he took off his shirt, his hair framing his face

that made me stare; no, it was the tattoos that caught my attention.

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