Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 144

Luca’s POV

I picked up the syrup bottle and poured some over the rest of the waffles on her plate, I didn’t miss the way an expression had come over her face as soon as I had started to pour the syrup over the waffles, and I had probably ended up pouring way more that was necessary, all because I still wanted to stare at the brightened up expression on her face for a moment more. She didn’t seem to mind that I had ended up pouring the amount of syrup that I had poured and so I sat back in my seat after returning the bottle of syrup where I had picked it up from.

She started to eat once again and after eating three more bites, dark colored syrup was staining the lower part of her lip, as well as the side of her lips, and I had to force my eyes away from her face as soon as she swiped her tongue out to lick up those stains, cleaning them up properly and neatly.

My mind quickly went to a bunch of other things which she could clean up nearly with her tongue and I buried my face into my hand as I resisted the urge to do something really stupid in that particular moment, seeing as a lot of bad ideas had choose that particular moment to fly over my face.

One of those images that had flew over my mind at that moment, had been to have her between my thighs, with her kneeling down on the floor, while licking her fingers which had gotten smeared with my cum after she was done jerking me off in my head, and I felt my dick pulse in my pants in a really unexpected way.

My, my, my… I was completely fucked, I thought to myself as I took in a deep breath and puffed it out slowly, in order to try calming myself down, along with the provocative thoughts filling up my head at that moment, and the feeling of my semi hard dick pressing into the top of my pants.

It seems like I was really down bad, which was really bad for Sofia at this point.

Ah shit, I really needed to get laid.

I thought to myself as i slowly turned my head back around until I was staring at Sofia who was clearing off her plate at the moment. Her eyelashes were almost fanning her cheeks and her dark and soft hair was brushing against her cheeks every next second.

“Stop staring at me,” I heard her light voice murmured in a really soft way, and I heard her words clearly, even though she didn’t stare up at me as she spoked, since she had all her attention focused on the plate of food before her.

I chuckled a little as I leaned a little towards her side of the table before murmuring out a low ‘huh’?.

She finally glanced up at me and although there was a little bit of color there, my eyes had immediately gone to her lips which looked really rosy and almost swollen at the moment, in the way I’d leave her lips after kissing her breathlessly and senseless… only that mine was most definitely going to leave a little bit of swollenness behind.

“Stop staring at me too much,” She rephrased and I blinked at her confusingly, wondering what it was that had suddenly come over her to take that intense shyness away from her and leave behind this…?

Because this sure as hell wasn’t the Sofia whom I had met after making my way into the sitting room, as well as the person whom I had started to share dinner with, some time ago.

I couldn’t help the small grin that pulled at the side of my lips at that moment, and I found myself leaning more into her side of the table as I murmured in a low voice. “Why?”

“Er, because it's… rude?” She finally replied and as soon as my small grin immediately spread out into a full grin as soon as her reply had come forth, I watched as her cheeks pinked up instantly. Of course her reply just had to come forth in a questioning tone, the same one she had started using to converse with me when I had met her in the sitting room.

I shook my head a little before reaching forward and grasping at her chin, and I used my grip on her jaw to lead her face sideways until she was staring up at me, right before I started to speak.

“I’d try to not stare anymore, alright?”

“I… um alright, it’s cool?”

I grinned a little as I nodded my head while murmuring. “Yeah, it is cool. Although, no promises.”

And then I loosened my hold on her chin and watched as she turned her head around to stare down at her almost empty plate which she regarded for about a moment, before she reached out and pushed on it a little until it wasn’t sitting directly in her front anymore. She stretched her hand out a little and picked up her still filled up glass of orange juice, and she took a little sip of it immediately.

“Orange juice, huh.” I murmured after about a minute and I watched as she turned her head around to stare at me, with her glass of juice still clutched between her hands, an unreadable expression in her eyes.

She nodded her head once before lifting the glass up towards her lips and swallowing down a little bit of the drink.