Lahat ng Kabanata ng SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON: Kabanata 321 - Kabanata 330

Andrea’s POVHis jaw clenched, and he pulled me across the center console into his lap, arranging me so I was straddling him in the driver's seat. His hands gripped my hips, holding me firmly against him."You have no idea what it does to me," he said, his voice low and intense. "Hearing you say you trust me like that. That you want to give yourself to me completely. It makes me want to worship you and ruin you at the same time.""Then do both," I whispered, my hands sliding into his hair.He groaned, his forehead dropping to rest against mine. "Not here. Not in a parking lot where anyone could see. When I take you like that for the first time—when you give me that control—it's going to be somewhere private where I can take my time. Where I can show you exactly what it means to be mine in every possible way."His words sent heat flooding through my entire body. I shifted on his lap, feeling how hard he was beneath me, and he hissed through his teeth."Don't," he warned, his hands tigh

Andrea's POVHe walked closer to me with slow, deliberate steps. Each footfall seemed to echo in the quiet room, building the tension, making my heart race faster with each second that passed.When he reached the side of the bed, he stopped and looked down at me. His dark eyes traveled over my body slowly, taking in every detail—my flushed cheeks, my rapid breathing that made my chest rise and fall, the way I was unconsciously squeezing my thighs together."Before we start," he said, his voice dropping into that commanding tone that made my stomach flip, "let's go over the rules one more time. I need to know you understand completely.""Okay," I whispered."Safe words. Red means?""Stop immediately. Everything ends.""Yellow means?""Slow down. Check in with me.""Green means?""Everything's good. Keep going.""Perfect." He took a sip of his whisky, his eyes never leaving mine. "And if you're gagged or can't speak for any reason, you snap your fingers three times in rapid succession.

Andrea's POVHe continued circling the ice around my nipple, occasionally pressing it directly against the peak, making me gasp and squirm. The sensations were overwhelming—the cold, the inability to see or move or do anything but feel, the knowledge that he was completely in control.Then the ice disappeared from my right breast, only to be replaced immediately by the wet heat of his mouth.The contrast was shocking. From freezing cold to burning hot in seconds, his tongue swirling around my nipple, his teeth grazing it gently. I moaned loudly, unable to help myself."That's it," he encouraged. "Let me hear you. Tell me how it feels.""So good," I gasped. "God, Dante, it feels so good."At the same time, I felt the ice touch my left nipple, the same torturous circles he'd done on the right. The dual sensations—ice on one side, his mouth on the other—were almost too much to process.He sucked my right nipple into his mouth, hard, while pressing the ice firmly against the left. I pulle

Andrea's POVThe permission was all I needed. My orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave, so intense that I screamed his name. My entire body convulsed, my pussy clamping down hard on his fingers, my back arching off the bed despite the restraints.Wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me, seemingly endless, amplified by the blindfold and the restraints and the complete surrender of control.Dante didn't stop. Kept his fingers moving, kept working me through it, drawing out every last second of pleasure until I was oversensitive and trembling."So beautiful," he murmured. "So fucking beautiful when you come apart for me."Finally, he slowed his movements, then carefully withdrew his fingers. I heard him suck them clean, groaning at the taste."Delicious," he said. "You taste fucking delicious, baby."I was still trying to catch my breath, my body still trembling with aftershocks. That had been intense—more intense than any orgasm I'd had before."Color?" Dante asked, his hand st

Andrea's POVThe light was blinding at first even though the room was dim. I blinked several times, my eyes adjusting, until finally I could see Dante above me.His hair was messy, his chest heaving with exertion, his eyes soft with something that looked dangerously close to the emotion he claimed not to believe in."Come here," he said, gathering me into his arms and rolling us so I was draped across his chest.I went willingly, too exhausted and satisfied to do anything else. My body felt like liquid, boneless and heavy, completely spent."You were perfect," he murmured into my hair, his hands stroking up and down my back soothingly. "So fucking perfect, baby. Did exactly what I asked, trusted me completely. I'm so proud of you.""That was..." I couldn't even find words. "I've never felt anything like that.""Good." He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. "That's exactly what I wanted. Wanted to show you what it could be like. Wanted to give you that experience.""The nipple clamps