All Chapters of Contract Marriage to the Cold Hearted Mafia Boss : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I shivered at his words and leaned my hand on the door again to support myself. The white wood was stained red, and we both noticed it. He covered my stained hand with his own and pulled back a little from inside me, then pushed back in. I gasped at the new movement, and he repeated it. "You're very tight, whore, but I'm going to open you up. I'm going to open that pretty c*nt for me, to mold it to my cock, so you never desire another, because you know no one else will fill you like this." He thrust again, making me gasp. "No one else will please you like this." He started to move slowly but precisely, sinking a little deeper with each thrust, and my head became a chaos of emotions and sensations. It was what I wanted, what I was looking for. The stupid membrane was gone, Enzo was fucking me, and it hurt like hell, but at the same time, the fire in my belly was still there, and little by little it was being stoked, more and more. Things escalated quickly, too quickly, and before I c

I stretched out in bed, feeling my body sore, as if a truck had run over me—a truck with a name and surname. I smiled like an idiot remembering the night, a night much more intense than I had imagined, though when I had left here yesterday, I never imagined it would end this way. I searched for his body next to mine, ready to start again, even though my conscience told me I should wait, but who was I fooling? I never listened to it. I hadn't last night, when, despite the pain, I couldn't stop, nor in the early morning when I woke up with him behind me penetrating me, and instead of complaining, I started moving to meet him. But my sleepy search yielded no results, and I opened my eyes to discover he was gone. I sat up in bed and looked around, but there were no traces of him. He took everything—well, everything except the remnants of his essence bathing my body. I didn't know how to react to this. While I didn't expect post-coital cuddles or sweetness, it wasn't pleasant that he

His kisses scattered over my neck made me disconnect from the world and reality. They made me forget the arguments and the horrible way he had just spoken to me.Enzo untied the knot of the robe and left my body exposed. The air caressed my nipples, which became even more erect. The poor things also exhibited the consequences of their wild night. He gently touched the bruised tips, and his brow furrowed slightly."Do they hurt?" he asked without taking his eyes off them."A little," I confessed.He inclined his face and passed his tongue over them softly, with a subtlety I hadn't known he possessed. He didn't suck them, much less bite them as he did before; this time, he treated them with kindness.His change of attitude toward my body was a little disconcerting, but that didn't silence my moans, which were quickly released, and I rapidly discovered that this careful and, to a certain extent, tender Enzo also excited me. I thought Enzo in all his facets excited me.I placed one of my

EnzoI look at her sleeping on her side, admiring her profile while I caress her shoulder. Her skin is smooth porcelain. I don’t even want to move so as not to wake her, so I stay still next to her, with her back pressed against my chest.She is so beautiful, she looks like an angel, yet not in a thousand lifetimes would I have imagined that she is actually a little devil, at least in bed. Just imagining that she was willing to offer her body to any random idiot makes my blood boil.She’s crazier than I imagined if she really thinks I’ll allow anyone else to touch her, much less after I’ve tasted her. I’d kill them all first, anyone who dares to look at her. Maybe I’m already screwed, but she is my woman. Whether she likes it or not, she is mine, and I’m not going to share her with anyone.Every time I remember that guy’s hands on her body, his disgusting mouth staining her skin, it makes me want to revive him and kill him again, but this time slowly and painfully. He got off too ligh

Her p***y welcomes me, hot and wet as always. Her tight walls envelop me like a glove, and I have to contain myself so I don't finish like an adolescent because she is criminally good.I start to move slowly so I don't completely ruin her after everything we've done, but the considerations don't last long when her c*nt starts to swallow me."You're a damn witch, with a fucking sorceress c*nt," I confess into her ear, clouded by the pleasure I'm feeling.She laughs, and that damned sound triggers a pang in my chest."Sorceress c*nt?" she questions, her voice broken by my thrusts that are no longer subtle. "What the hell is that?"I move my hand to her crotch and slide my fingers between her folds, slick with arousal."This is a sorceress c*nt, whore. Look how you have me, stuck to you like a damned dog."The sincerity of my words is a slap that surprises even me.I grip her hip and start thrusting harder. I told her it would be quick, and at least I should fulfill that. As much as I de