The Mafia King's Obsession 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 141 - 챕터 150

LanaDominic’s hands slide over my ass, firm and sure, then he lifts me up with ease. My legs wrap around his waist on instinct. I cling to him like he’s the only solid thing left in a storm, like if I let go, I’ll drown in everything I’m feeling. My thoughts spin. Are we really doing this? No rules. No lines. Just us.He moves fast, crossing the space from the kitchen to the couch in long, confident strides. His mouth never leaves mine. His kiss is hot, demanding, like he needs it just as badly as I do. God, I could stay like this forever. He lowers me onto the leather sofa, the cushion dipping under my weight, and his hands go straight to his slacks.My fingers reach for his jacket, pushing it off his shoulders. It drops to the floor in a soft heap. I tug at his tie, loosening the knot, then slide my hands down to the buttons of his shirt. Before I can undo the third one, his hand closes around my wrist, stopping me.“Uh-uh, princess. I want your hands here.”He guides my hand down

DominicI sink into her, and a low, broken moan tears out of me as her body takes me in. It feels like we were built for this. She is hot, soaked, and open for me in a way that makes my head spin. The condom feels wrong now, like something in the way of what I really want. I’ve already thrown out every rule I had, so this will be the next one to fall. I’ll get her on the pill. Then I’ll take her without anything between us. The idea of filling her, of being that close, makes my pulse slam in my ears. I want it. I crave it.My thrusts go deeper, slower, and that feeling hits me again. Like stepping back into a place that always belonged to me. Like coming home after years of being lost. My chest tightens with it. I know I’m selfish for dragging Lana into this life after what happened with Leo. I know I should be protecting her, not pulling her deeper into my world. But I can’t let her go. Not now. Walking away from her once nearly destroyed me. Doing it again would finish the job.I

Lana “That’s what I said, didn’t I?” His hand moves slowly down my lower back. It’s deliberate. Possessive. His fingers slip into mine and hold tight, like he has no intention of letting go.“So that means you’re not The Heights’ most eligible bachelor anymore?”“That’s exactly what it means.”My breath stutters. It’s ridiculous how much that hits me. They’re just words, but they settle deep, heavy and warm, like a promise I didn’t know I wanted.He gives her that lazy, confident smirk. The kind that ruins your focus. Heat curls low in my stomach, sharp and sudden, and I press my thighs together to keep myself together.After we pose for way too many photos, Dominic thanks them and pulls me back onto the dance floor. His grin is wide and smug, like he won something. “Happy now?” he asks, spinning me neatly into his arms.“How do I know that was real?” I ask. “I was just your arm candy. That was the deal.”“It was never going to be easy with you, was it, princess?”That blinding smil

DominicAs I pass our table, I stop just long enough to say goodbye to Gianni Moretti and Mrs. Moretti. It’s quick. Almost sloppy. All the blood in my body has rushed south, and I’m shocked I even remember basic manners. I tell them I’ve got a headache. A weak excuse. The truth is simple. My cock is hard and aching, and all I can think about is burying it inside Lana Hawthorne and staying there.I’d pictured taking her in the limo. Pressing her into the leather, claiming her where no one could hear. But the bathroom will do. It has walls. It has a lock. That’s enough.By the time I push through the crowd and clear the dancefloor, I’m moving fast. Too fast. My steps eat the floor. I turn the corner, rush past the famous Self Portrait With Straw Hat by Vincent Van Gogh, and head for the hallway that leads to the restrooms.A dark shape jumps into my path.“Cazzo, Marco,” I snap.“Scusi.” He lifts his hands, palms out, like he’s trying to calm a wild animal. “I need to talk to you.”“I

LanaDominic lines himself up at my entrance and slowly drags the head of his cock up and down, right through my slick heat. He moves with intention, unhurried, like he wants me to feel every second of it. "Mmm, princess," he murmurs. "We really need to get you on the pill. I want to feel your bare pussy take all of me in."The words hit me hard. A sharp, delicious shiver runs straight up my spine and settles deep in my belly."I actually am on the pill."His eyes widen immediately. For once, he looks caught off guard. His throat works as he swallows."You are?""I have been for a while." A teasing smile curves my lips. "I just don't sleep with mob bosses who kidnap me without condoms."He exhales slowly and nudges forward, the tip of him brushing my throbbing clit. The contact makes my breath hitch. "Oh really? Is that one of your rules?""It is. And it's a very important one," I say, voice rough. I already know the truth. In a minute, I'll break it. I'll break every rule I've ever