The Long Lost Mafia Princess

Book 2 chapter 45

Hey everyone,

Some of you asked for smut, I will write it but of course not everyone likes that. In this chapter Roman and Val continue with what they started in Val's bedroom.

You can skip this chapter if you want to, nothing important for the story is present here.

Xx, the author.

I look back at my book while I start shifting uncomfortably trying to stop that.

I start reading again but I can't concentrate with him and now me.

I close the book after a minute and look back at the smirking Roman.

"What's wrong?" he asks

"You know damm well what's wrong" I tell him.

"Oh, I do?"

"Yes"

"Well come here than" he says in a soft but kind of commanding voice but there was also this slight reassurance in that nothing that I don't want would be happening if I don't want it to.

I put the book away and pull Roman into a passionate kiss.

Roman grabs my neck and brings my closer to him, then he lifts me up and puts me in the middle of my bed.

Soon I'm lying down with my head on my pillows with him lying next too me.

His hand is around my waist with his other holding once side of my face.

One of my hands is on his chest and with my other I'm holding his neck which makes me able to bring him closer to me.

Roman bites on my lip but not too hard to draw blood, a small moan leaves my mouth when he swirls his tong over his teeth marks.

His tong pushes against my lips a little more like it's asking for acces which I immediately grant him.

The hand that is on my waist starts going higher before then lower and lower, then higher again which makes the need between my legs only grow.

The throbbing between my legs starts to feel unbearable so I do the only thing I can do at the moment and try to let Roman know that he needs to continue.

"Ro" I whimper when he does the same thing again.

"My love?" He whispers while he now starts sucking my neck.

I moan before I start to plead him, "please" I cry out.

I don't exactly now why or for what I'm crying out for. I mean I want more, like this isn't enough but I also don't want too much, things that I'm not ready for just yet.

I just want this ache to stop, for this need to stop, I want to feel the pleasure that everyone always talks about but I don't want it all the way yet.

As if Roman could read my mind, he lifts my shirt higher up so he can see my stomach but stops right under my breast.

Subconsciously I try to cover my scars but he pushes my hands away, "don't cover them, they're beautiful" he says while looking me in the eyes.