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.

one action sending a jolt of electricity

slowly, torturously, in and out of me, dragging

me, giving me a taste

he was

a trail of warm, lingering kisses over my body, teasing but never giving me the release I

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control myself else, and I grabbed his wrist,

something to stop

enjoy teasing me slowly and I held myself back from

my wrist, pinning thy hand

and I wouldn't hesitate to punish you if you act

didn't think the idea of getting punished by him

reached over to the table beside us, pulling out a

them much too many times in magazines

a beat as I watched the

charge tonight,

I could protest, my hands were locked together above my

were back on my thighs, spreading them wide apart and I had no choice but to

panted heavily, my chest rising and falling as

my skin burning under

did I end up like this? I thought, staring down

wrong,

it. I wanted

was trembling, torn between desire

seemed like with Silas, there wasn't a question of how far I would be

feel happy. There was an obvious bulge in his pants; Silas was

to focus on pleasing me, not giving

when Silas pulled away from me,

he reached for his shirt, slowly pulling it over his head, revealing his bare

my mouth

sight was

the first time I saw his body without clothes, and it

my heart race.

loose when he took off his shirt, his hair framing his

me stare; no, it was the tattoos

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