Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 303

Luca’s POV

It hadn’t ever occurred to me that we were ever going to get to a particular situation where he’d ask me to finger myself– for him. I don’t know why but I’ve just never thought of that, which was why I hadn’t been able to hide my shock when Luca’s order had sank into my head.

“You want me to do- that?” I finally asked as soon as I had been able to make use of my voice. Luca was regarding me which a look which I couldn’t decipher as he slowly nodded his head at me.

“Yeah, bunny. That’s what I want. You remember when I said you were going to have to earn your reward tonight?” He asked and I nodded my head, body starting to tingle a little.

“This is the beginning of it. If you do all what you’re supposed to do like a good girl, then of course, you’ll get your reward.” He continued and I shivered when he grasped my thighs and shoved them apart some more.

“Okay.” I had responded, and how we left there, to where we currently are, is still completely beyond me. It had been quiet awkward for me to finger myself, because I had never done that before, and it felt more embarrassing now thzt I was going to be doing it for the first time before him. The fact that my embarrassment was even turning me on was something I’d rather not think about right now.

I had been gushing wet, so it hadn’t been hard for my index finger to slide into me, and i had clenched down on my finger instantly. It had felt super wet inside, and impossibly tight that I silently marveled over how my inner walks had once stretched out to take in four of Luca’s fingers.

I was throwing my head back and moaning, because it felt so damn good. Everything felt so hot, his hard body against my legs and his breath against the back of my hand felt hot, my blood felt hot, the whole room felt so hot, and I liked how it all feels so much. My finger was so small compared to Luca’s, which resulted in my finger not being able to reach in deep like I’d have wanted, and despite the fact that I wasn’t getting the angle well, the sensation of my two fingers sliding against my walls, made more wetness gush out of me every next moment.

I was staring down at him once again, because I wanted to be so good for him.

What I hadn’t expected him to do next, was to lean forward and flick his tongue over my clit, and that was enough to set me off fast. I collapsed into the bed and trembled when he kept on flicking his long tongue over my clit, making nerve racking pleasure to wash over me in waves. At this point, my fingers wasn’t moving inside me anymore, I couldn’t find the strength to do that, couldn’t find the strength to push unto my elbows and stare down at him like he had ordered me to, couldn’t seem to focus on anything other than the feeling of his tongue working super fast over my clit. A scream tore out of my throat when he lightly scraped his teeth over my clit for a fleeting moment, as I arched and quivered on the bed.

He slide his tongue lower, in between the two fingers I still had inside me, and I felt myself gush out more as lewd noises fell past my lips, while I trembled and fell apart beneath his touch.

He finally began to pull away, when i could already feel my pleasure start to build and I desperately chanted a string of ‘no’s’, which only made me breath out a low laugh as he pulled away from me.

“You taste so good, bunny. As always.” He finally rumbled out, deep voice sounded gravely as they washed over me, making me shudder beneath him. I could feel his firm grips against my hips and thighs, and the thought of him holding me against the bed that way was so hot, I couldn’t help but shudder once again.

I let out a small huff, because I didn’t get to orgasm back then, and his mouth on me back then had felt so damn nice, as usual.

“You broke a rule of mine, bunny– no, two rules.”

Despite how much I had felt like he was going to do it at any moment, nothing could prepare me for how it had felt when he had slide his finger inside me, along side my fingers. The glide had been so smooth because of how wet I was, and probably because Luba just knew what he was doing. The way his finger had slide in, made everything inside me to literally fall apart instantly, because he had managed to reach a spot inside me which I had been unable to reach since I had began to finger myself , in one trail– and the amount of pleasure that had exploded over me in the next moment when he grinded his finger firmly over that particular spot, made me collapse into the bed as I shuddered heavily, lord moans which would undoubtedly make me embarrassed the next morning, poured out of my mouth uncontrollably.

He pulled his finger out and slide it in once again, making me let go of every thoughts in my head to focus on him and the sensations he was making me feel all at once.

He only did that for a few moments, that by the time he was finally pulling completely away, I desperately needed to come and had began to move my own fingers inside me without even realizing it.

Luca’s low chuckles was what made me realize, and I instantly stopped while flushing red in embarrassment.

“They’re not all that short, now are they?” He mused and I felt myself pouting. “They are, unlike yours. Your finger felt so nice inside me.” I was past the point of caring about what I was saying, I just wanted to cum.

“Just nice?” He teased and I shook my head. “More than nice, they felt so good. Will you do it again?”

“No, bunny.” He responded, and before I could argue, he was continuing. “I’m going to finally use the vibrator on you.”