Her Mafia Daddy (Book 1) novel Chapter 45

Rafael POV

I strummed her clit with my thumb, rubbing and pressing while she rocked, and it only took a minute until she began coming, her walls clamping down and milking my cock. Her gorgeous face was frozen in.ecstasy, her moans filling the empty apartment, and my balls couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Guardami,” I told her, forcing her eyes to mine. “Watch as I shoot inside you, Valentina . I am going to mark you, fill you up. Because you are mine.” Never had I wanted to coat a woman in my come like I did with this one. I wanted to break her, to conquer her. To use her whenever I wanted.

“Sí, Rafael ,” she whispered dreamily, her body lax and sated. “Ti prego.”

The begging did it. My body seized as my cock swelled inside her, the orgasm rushing over me as come shot out the tip and into her cunt. I shouted, the world going dark while climax dragged me down. It was so good. Better than I’d ever experienced before. I never wanted this feeling to end.

She collapsed on top of me when it was over, and I tried to catch my breath as I wrapped my arms around her. Cazzo, this woman. She turned me into a caveman. A slavering beast. It got better every time. And now that I knew how good we were together, I wasn’t certain I ever wanted to give her up.

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Valentina POV

I couldn’t move. I sprawled on top of Rafael , my muscles quivering like jelly. That had been the best, most intense sex of my life. It was like he knew what I wanted better than I did. You like it rough and mean, just like I do. Yes, I suppose I did.

It was more than that, though. It was Rafael . He turned me inside out, made me do and say things I never would otherwise. Then he rewarded me in return. There were no losers, because I made him crazy, too. His hand swept down my back, removing the ruined bodysuit. I smirked against his chest. “You weren’t kidding when you said to buy four of those.”

“I ordered you to buy five, but Dimitri said the store only had three in stock. So the others are being shipped to the castello.” I blinked up at him. “You had Dimitri order more lingerie for me?”

“Of course. Do you think this embarrasses me?” He huffed, his lips quirking. “My son knows we are fucking, Valentina .”

“Maybe it embarrasses me, you stronzo.” He pressed a quick kiss to my mouth. “It shouldn’t. The entire estate knows you belong to me.” God, how mortifying. I had known it, but hearing him say the words had my skin going up in flames.

“You really know how to ruin a moment, don’t you?” I pushed up and he let me go. I got to my feet and his come started to run down the insides of my thighs. Of course, Rafael didn’t miss this, either. Sitting up, his mouth curved wickedly as he reached out and ran a finger through the mess. “See? You belong to me.”

He held the same finger up to my mouth, and without thinking I opened my lips, allowing him to slide it inside. The salty taste flooded my tongue and I sucked his skin clean. Something dark and possessive flashed in his eyes, the same look he got when I said I was his little slut.

I can play your game, too. I wasn’t the only one drowning in whatever was happening between us. Rafael was equally caught up. “And you belong to me,” I said when his finger left my mouth.

“My dick belongs to you, monella. Now, let’s shower and sit in the jacuzzi.” Taking my hand, he led me to the master suite. He left me in the large tiled bathroom while he warmed up the jacuzzi on the terrace. I slipped into the shower after using the toilet and began soaping up. A naked Rafael soon joined me, his body on glorious display.

“How do you stay in such good shape?” I asked as I rinsed my hair. “I run every morning.”

“You have a gym?”

“I do. You’re welcome to use it any time you like. There’s a pool, too.”

“Why didn’t I know this?” He moved me out of the way so he could get under the spray. “Because you spend most of your time outside with the plants and lambs.” True, I did. “I like learning about the vineyard and the farm. It’s fascinating.”

“I hadn’t pictured you as a gardener and a farmer. I thought you’d prefer the indoors.” I smoothed some conditioner on my hair and told him the truth. “I accidentally locked myself in a closet when I was nine. Though I screamed and yelled, it took hours for someone to find me, and I was terrified.” I’d wet my pants because I couldn’t hold it any longer, convinced I was going to die in there. It was the worst experience of my life.

“After that my mother started taking me outside as much as possible. She taught me about plants and flowers, and I loved spending time outside ever since. I have an entire flower garden at our house in Toronto.”

Rafael paused, his luscious mouth turning into a frown. “This was why the dungeon frightened you so much, no?” I nodded. “Yes.”

He wrapped his arms around me, the spray hitting his back. “I am so sorry, Valentina . Forgive me.”

I slid my hands around his waist, hugging him in return. “I begged you not to leave me down there.”

“I have fucked up twice with you, but I promise there will not be a third.” Warmth wrapped around my heart at his sincerity. Rafael never bullshitted. He never said anything he didn’t mean. I pressed a kiss between his pecs. “Thank you, baby.”

He nudged my face toward his and gave me a tender kiss, one so soft and sweet that my knees nearly buckled. “I like this word on your lips,” he said. “I like it a lot.”

I had to think back. Oh, the endearment. It had slipped out of my mouth naturally, as if I’d called him that for years. Sliding out of his arms, I

“If people are always trying to kill you, then why did you come to Rome?”

“To see you. I couldn’t wait.” He put his arms on the back of the jacuzzi and closed his eyes. “Believe me, Marco had a fit. He nearly restrained me to keep me in Siderno.”

“He’s right. You shouldn’t have come, if it’s dangerous.” I would never forgive myself if something happened to him here. “If I die, it would have been worth it to see you in that red bodysuit.”

“Rafael ! It’s not a joke.” He slid a hand to cup my breast, his eyes still closed. “It is no joke. You are the sexiest, hottest women I have ever had. If I died tonight, I would be happy, with no regrets.”

How was he so evil and so sweet at the same time? I couldn’t take it. I wasn’t strong enough to resist this man. He was undoing me, bit by bit, unravelling me and putting me together as someone new. Someone stronger, more confident. I wasn’t certain I liked it, but I also didn’t hate it.

I melted against him, clinging to his big body as the bubbles swirled around us. Emotion filled my chest and wrapped around my heart, so much that I felt ready to burst. Leaning in, I kissed his neck. “Baby,” I whispered near his ear, letting that one word hung, the sound filled with everything I dared not voice aloud.

“Dolcezza,” he whispered back, and I swore I could hear emotion in his voice, too. We stayed there until our skin wrinkled. When I yawned, he lifted me and stood, water cascading off our bodies. “Come. Let me put you to bed.”

“We’re staying here tonight?”

“I thought you might like to stay in Roma one more day. We can go back tomorrow afternoon.” I liked the idea of sleeping together in the same bed. Was Rafael a cuddler? He set me on my feet and dried me off with a towel first, wrapping it around me carefully before he found a towel for himself.

His muscles shifted and bunched as he moved the cloth over his fit frame. He was the hottest DILF I had ever seen. I would have to search for a comparable nickname in Italian, a pet name I could call him during sex. I found my phone and brought it into his bedroom, where I discovered him frowning at whatever he was reading on his phone.

“What is it?” I asked, the knowledge that someone had tried to blow him up with a car bomb fresh in my mind. “Nothing,” he muttered as he typed back. “Something I will deal with tomorrow.” Then he set his phone on the nightstand and stretched out on the bed.

“Do you ever get a day off?” I plugged my phone in to charge and set it on the nightstand closest to me before laying down. “Over here,” he ordered, holding his arm out, his eyes closed. He knows I’ll obey. And God help me, I did. I scooted to his side and sighed when he nestled me close to his warm, hard body.

“No, I don’t,” he answered. “Too much depends on me. But I can take a break every now and again, like tonight.” He kissed my forehead. “I’ll get up early and work a few hours before you wake up. Then I’ll bring you caffé in bed and fuck you again.”

I grinned and closed my eyes. That sounded like heaven.