Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 267

Luca’s POV

I locked the door firmly once James had stepped out, and I could hear the sound of his car being started and driven out of the compound late at night as I started to make my way back into the dining room. Sofia was still inside of it when I pulled the doors and made my way into it, and I watched as she raised her head up to stare at me as I began to make my way towards the table which was completely bare.

I walked past her and sank into the seat I had previously occupied, watching as she placed her phone on the table before turning her head until she was staring at me.

“Is he gone?” She asked after a few seconds and I gave a nod of my head.

“Yes, he is. He’s heading straight for his house.”

“Uh, I don’t know if he already told you this but he knew what it was that you were doing to me beneath the table.” She slowly continued to speak and I blinked at her confusingly.

“I was doing something to you beneath the table tonight?” I asked after some seconds had passed and I watched as she started to shake her head with a small laugh bubbling past her lips.

“No, not tonight, I was talking about the night where we all had dinner together on the rooftop of that hotel some days ago.” She paused and pushed her hair to the back of her ear before continuing.

“He knew. He figured out what it was you were doing to me beneath the table on that night and our eyes locked that night, and I don’t know…” She trailed off after a ffw seconds and I started to wonder what it was that had probably been going on in her mind. I had no idea James even knew about it on that particular night until the very next day when he had told me about it himself, and there I was, thinking Sofia didn’t know about it, and even deciding not to let her know about it, not knowing that she was very much aware of it.

It could be the reason as to why she couldn’t really meet his eyes tonight like the way she had done at that rooftop…

“Bunny?” I called out and watched as she lifted her gaze to settle it on my face, right before he continued.

“We’re all grownups, you know? So I’m sure that even if he knew about it, he wouldn’t mind, and I’m sure he has probably forgotten about it to begin with.” I said to her, knowing that I was completely lying through my teeth about that last part because James sure as hell wasn’t forgotten any of it till date, and wouldn’t be forgetting it for a while at least.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right…” She murmured before lifting her gaze and shrugging a little before continuing. “It’s just embarrassing.” She admitted with another lift of her shoulders.

I lifted back to my full height and pressed a little kiss into her forehead, and slowly started to drag my lips over her cute little nose. She was trying to lift her head and slot our lips together, but I was always moving away in the last second before our lips could be able to touch, and after a few moments, I was back to her throat, pressing light kisses into different spots at once.

My hands, which were still positioned on different sides of her, were starting to feel really empty, and so I lifted them off the table and wrapped the right one around her waist, as the second one started to inch beneath her blue gown. I decided to nip at the side of her throat and she threw her head back and let out another low moan, as her thighs started to fall open even more when I continued to inch my hand upwards, my fingers dragging over the soft skin of her thighs in a really feather light way that was driving her crazy, I was able to tell because she was arching and trying to press up into my touch, but I was preventing it each time, because like I had said before, I had other plans.

I scraped my nail over the inside of her thigh and she shivered a little, as she puffed out another slow breath. It didn’t matter how much I had done this to her, her body would always respond like it was a new thing all over again, which was what drove me really crazy. The hand which was wrapped around her waist loosened and inched up at her back and grasped the back of her neck in a firm grip, and I knew without any doubt that that particular touch alone was going to make it hard for her to really think at that moment.

I squeezed around her throat a little and the shaky gasp she breathed out felt like a prayer that got ghosted over my skin, and I started to feel my pants get right against my hips.

“Please…” She started to whisper and I only grinned down at her before leaning down to drag my teeth over one of the heating pulses in her throat.

My hand which was beneath her gown was currently at the top of her thigh, and one of my fingers was lightly grazing the edge of her lacy underwear. I felt the silky lace against my fingers and that thought alone was making me go crazy. I suddenly wanted to get down on my knees and eat her out through the lace panties at this very moment, right here on this particular table… but I seriously doubt if Sofia was going to really like that because of the people that could still be in the kitchen at the moment, coupled with the fact that she usually get really loud each time I was between her thighs, doing something either with my fingers or my tongue.