Her Mafia Daddy (Book 1) novel Chapter 55

Rafael POV

Remaining silent, I kissed her throat and pinched her clit. She gasped at the pain then moaned at the resulting pleasure after I let go. Then I slid two fingers inside her, and her walls sucked me in greedily. Yes, I needed that so badly, her tight cunt gripping my cock and milking my come from me.

Shifting her leg, I lined my tip up at her entrance and shoved inside. I went about halfway before I met resistance, so I gave her a moment to adjust, my fingers returning to her clit. When she rolled her hips for more, I slid the rest of the way home.

I tried to go gently with her, to fuck her slowly, but she dug her nails into my backside, pulling me roughly toward her. “Rafael , please.”

That pleading voice did me in. I gave up trying to fight it. I got her up on all fours and began riding her hard. She clutched the sheets. “God, yes. Harder. Fuck!”

“Am I hurting you?” Were pregnant women allowed to be rough in bed? I would need to ask the doctor. “Stop talking and keep fucking me.”

I froze. Even though my balls screamed for release, I didn’t move. No, this was not how things went between us. It was very much the opposite, with me giving orders and Valentina obeying them.

She tried to rock back onto my dick, but I held her hips still and pulled out. As expected, she snarled, “What are you doing?”

I lifted her up until her back met my chest, her knees on the bed. My erection slid between her thighs, close to her entrance but never inside. I thrust gently, teasing her. “I am reminding you whose bed you are in right now. Who is fucking you?”

“You bastard.” She was still furious with me, but I didn’t care. I would wear her down through pleasure. I squeezed a breast in each hand, moulding them, then I rolled her nipples between my fingertips. My tip skimmed the entrance to her pussy. “Who?”

“I hate you.”

“No, you don’t. You wish you did, but you don’t. And you’ll get my cock if you answer me.” I let her feel the thick length between her legs. “Won’t that feel good, baby?”

She whimpered, her head thrashing on my shoulder. “I want to fuck you so badly,” I told her. “I dream about fucking you, Valentina . I have never wanted anyone more. Tu sei perfetta.”

“Rafael , please. Fuck me.” I angled her hips so I could slide inside. Shivers wracked my body as I drove deep, the bliss so intense. She dropped onto her hands and I bent over her back, grinding and thrusting, rutting like an animal. I’d never been so wild, so out of control with any other woman. I craved her like a drug, wanted to get as deep inside her as possible.

“There you go,” I growled against her shoulder. “Do you like that? Is that what you need?”

“God, yes. More, paparino.” The name had my balls drawing up tight, ready to spill. “You are so fucking sexy, taking my cock like the best girl. Taking my come from me. I am going to take such good care of you, my dirty piccolina.”

She whimpered, and I could tell she was close. I needed her to come because I couldn’t hold on much longer. Lifting slightly, I slid my fingers between her ass cheeks and let my thumb find the hole there. I circled with gentle pressure. She bucked and the tip of my thumb slid inside. That did it. Her body locked and her pussy clamped down on me, strangling me as she came.

My orgasm didn’t wait, instead rushing over me, stealing my breath as come shot out the head of my cock. We climaxed together, a mass of

trembling limbs and incoherent words. When it was over, I pulled her close, until she rested half on top of me. I stroked her back as we tried to catch our breath, sweat cooling on our skin. I kept silent, letting her work through whatever was in her mind.

“You aren’t going to let me go, are you?” she finally asked. “No.”

“Can I move back into my room?”

“No.” I didn’t care if this made me a bastard, I wanted her close to me. “Why not?” I figured I owed her the truth. “As soon as Lucia became pregnant with Dimitri , she moved into the other wing. I never got to see the little changes in her, the signs of my son growing in her body. I always regretted that. She didn’t even let me inside the delivery room.”

“Is this what you need to feel safe and secure with me?”

“Yes. Clearly, we aren’t getting married, so I need some security for what happens down the road. For me and the child.”

“Fine.”

She gaped at me. “You’re really agreeing?” I frowned at her. “Are you doubting my word?”

“A capo never goes back on a decision once it is made,” she recited in a bad Italian accent, rolling her eyes. I smacked her ass in retaliation. “Was that supposed to be me? You must practise more, dolcezza. Enunciate like a true Italian and roll your r’s.”

She laughed, and it was a joy to see her relaxed and no longer furious with me. I cupped the back of her neck and brought her mouth to mine for a long kiss. She gave me her tongue and I took full advantage, in no hurry to let her go. When we broke apart, I said, “See? All looks better after a good night’s sleep and a good fucking, no?”

“I’m still not happy about this, Rafael .”

“Allora, let me be happy enough for both of us until I can convince you.” I kissed her again.

“Okay?” Tears suddenly welled in her eyes and I didn’t know why. Panic filled me as I examined her face. “What did I say? Valentina , baby. Please, I didn't mean to make you cry.”

“I can’t help it. You’re being very sweet and I don’t know how to handle you when you are sweet.” My muscles relaxed and I pulled her close. “Do not worry, then. I’ll soon return to being a stronzo.”

“Good, because that I am definitely used to.”