《The Mafia Man's Girl》Chapter 45: Touch*
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*Mature Content* (Smut) Skip where the * begins and ends if you don't want to read it.
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Arya's POV -
I always wondered what It'd be like to fall in love.
To feel so dependent on someone. To want to be around them every second of every day.
With my life revolving so much around school, work, and even more school, I never thought about relationships.
I simply never had any time with my mind constantly stuck on one thing.
I didn't think I'd ever feel that strongly for someone.
But with Rome I guess anything is possible. Because as I look deep into eyes and mutter the words 'I love you', I knew this would change everything between us.
The way his green eyes lit up like stars in the night told me.
The way his face brightened told me.
The way his features changed from shock to awe in seconds told me.
Slowly, the smiles on our faces got wider and before I could utter anything else I was pulled into his chest, his arms wrapping around me.
"I love you." He whispered into my ear and shivers ran down my spine.
"You love me?" I asked with slight disbelief in my tone. There was no way. A man like him couldn't love a small girl like me.
It was impossible.
Rome pulled away slightly and cupped my face in his hands, his eyes were full of that emotion.
"I love you so much." Running his thumbs down my cheeks, my eyes closed and another wide smile made Its way onto my face.
He loves me.
Holy cow, he loves me!
Me!
I was surprised by my next bold move. This time it was me cupping his face and smashing my lips onto his.
However he didn't seem surprised by my action, his lips skillfully dominating mine in less than a second.
Rome pulled me closer so our bodies collided into one and my breathing hitched when his tongue slowly slid across my lips, asking for entrance.
Hesitantly allowing him in, his tongue swirled with mine and I let out a small noise of pleasure.
His chest rumbled in approval as he continued to devour me, and I was left a panting mess when he pulled away.
"N-No," I mumbled and his eyes shined in amusement.
"No?" He questioned, his hands still holding my cheeks, silver rings cooling my skin.
I panted again and let out a pathetic 'please'.
His eyes darkened with desire and he swiftly lifted me bridal style, hands going under my knees and back.
Gasping at the sudden movement, his pace was quick as he made his way back to the car.
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A squeal left my lips as Rome dropped me onto his bed, those pupils even darker than before if possible.
His eyes roamed over my form as he slowly took off his suit jacket while I was left shuffling on the bed.
Once it was off, Rome carelessly tossed the jacket to the side leaving him in his white shirt.
Making his way over to me in a couple long strides, his body hovered over mine, both our eyes swirling with the same word.
"I love you." We both said at the same time and a loud laugh escaped me while a deep chuckle left his.
His lips came crashing down on mine with so much desire it made my head spin.
I went to wrap my hands around his neck but his own came down to pin mine above my head.
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"Mia bella ragazza, ti amo così tanto." He uttered, his lips trailing down to my neck.
(My pretty girl, I love you so much.)
Rome's strong hands reached for the zipper of my jacket, slowly pulling it down and giving me a chance to protest.
However I didn't want to stop.
Taking my silence as the go ahead, he unzipped the jacket and helped me take it off, throwing it somewhere. He pressed soft butterfly kisses against my skin.
His tongue swirled lazily over my neck before gently nibbling making more gasps escape me.
My heart pounded, I thought It'd come right out of my chest.
* (We in for some good smut...)
Those ringed hands moved lower to the bottom of my shirt and then slowly slid inside of it, his rings grazing my stomach.
"You're so fucking gorgeous. All mine." His lips continued to savor my skin, taking anything they can reach.
As he slowly lifted my shirt, his eyes met mine again in question. Silently asking if this way okay.
I nodded and he raised a brow.
"Words, baby."
"Please...yes." I whispered and he looked satisfied as he lifted my shirt over my head.
His eyes stayed on mine once it was off and I began to grow nervous.
He slowly moved in to kiss me again, this one much slower and full of passion. His lips caressed mine.
His lips guided mine.
After another minute of his mouth claiming mine he trailed lower once again. A small exhale left my mouth when his soft lips met my chest.
"Still okay?" He asked, waiting for a moment. I nodded and then gave him a verbal response.
"Dio mi fai impazzire."
(God you drive me insane.)
His hands roamed up and down my sides for comfort as his mouth explored the new areas of my chest.
A breathy moan escaped me when he trailed over the top of my breasts.
I could feel the smirk on his lips against me.
His fingers playfully tugged on my bra and I couldn't stop the sounds of pleasure that came out of me.
"You're so goddamn perfect." He growled, his dark eyes trailing over my figure before looking down lower.
I could feel myself getting uncomfortable down there and based on the look on Rome's face, he knew it too.
"Fuck," He cursed under his breath before his lips pressed against mine again and I moaned into his mouth when his tongue entered.
My hands gripped onto his shirt tightly. I desperately wanted it off and he complied quickly, lifting it over his head.
I was in awe as I stared at his stomach and chest. So many pretty tattoos covered his skin.
Also, he was ripped.
My hands made their way towards his broad shoulders, and the feeling of his bare skin sent a new wave of desire through me.
A sound of approval made Its way through him as my fingers mindlessly lowered to his stomach, and his muscles flexed under my touch.
Rome was left in only his black dress pants as I trailed my fingers over the pattern of his tattoos.
When my eyes met his again they widened a bit at the sight of how primal he looked.
His eyes were hooded with so much lust It was going to drive me insane.
My legs began to close without me even knowing it and a dark chuckle left him. He quickly got in between them again and attacked my neck with kisses of love.
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They were playful and he hummed as giggles left me. They were kisses meant to calm me.
His ringed fingers skimmed over the button of my jeans and I squealed.
Those pretty eyes snapped to mine.
"Do you want me to stop?"
I bit my lip as he gazed at me in question. I knew he'd stop everything right now and cuddle with me if I asked.
But that's not what I wanted right now.
"No, keep going..." I said quietly and he gave me a smirk.
"As you wish."
Unzipping my blue jeans, he worked them down my legs and off of my feet. I was left in my bra and underwear with my face on fire.
He lowered himself back onto me, his chest pressing against mine.
Rome's hands smoothed down my sides and tingles spread over my body.
"Do you want me to make you feel good?" He questioned softly while his hands continued to roam wherever they could.
My chest was heaving with every breath I took.
His teeth gently nibbled on my earlobe and another quiet moan left me.
"Hm, baby? Do you want me to touch you?"
My hips bucked up at his words and he chuckled before pushing them back down on the bed.
He gripped my hipbones and rubbed his thumbs on the sides of my skin. It was such a soothing gesture that it had my heart filling with even more love for the tattooed man.
Eyes glazed over with my own desire, I barely managed to speak.
"Yes Rome, please...please touch me."
He growled and attached his lips to my chest. A yelp escaped my mouth and I gripped onto his soft black locks.
I pulled a bit when he bit down on my skin and a small groan escaped him.
"Ti farò sentire così bene, mia cara." He muttered, travelling lower towards my underwear.
(I'm going to make you feel so good my precious.)
He moved his entire body lower so his face was between my legs and my face grew darker in red.
Rome pressed gentle kisses to the inside of my thighs and I shivered in delight.
"Ti amo ti amo." He continued to utter between my thighs, cherishing my delicate skin.
(I love you, I love you.)
His masculine hands ran along my legs until they were skimming the top of my underwear.
"My pretty baby." He whispered against my body and I squirmed.
"Oh god," Swallowing thickly the feeling on my lower region was getting quite intense.
Rome raised to hover above me again, a soft but dangerous look glinting in his eyes.
Hands gripping the bedsheets beside me tightly, I tensed a bit when the fingers on his right hand began to slowly slide underneath my underwear while his other cupped my face, running his thumb over my cheekbone fondly.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No god, please don't." I desperately pleaded and his eyebrows raised in amusement.
His fingers slid lower.
Lower.
And lower.
Until they touched me where my body craved him the most.
A huge sound of pleasure escaped me as he gently rubbed me, testing the waters.
His eyes never left mine as he continued to touch me, his pace increasing as time passed by.
My stomach began to clench.
"Una brava ragazza." The gorgeous man whispered down at me as his fingers worked like magic.
(Such a good girl.)
The pleasure only got higher and higher the faster his hands worked.
"You're doing so good for me." He uttered, trailing kisses down my neck as his finger ran down my slit.
Blushing at his praise, my eyes could only shine with love as I gazed up at the man.
I tensed when his finger gently probed the new area.
"Tell me if you want me to stop, sweetheart." He coaxed and I only nodded, my head pounding in so much pleasure.
Rome's eyes had so many emotions in them, love being the strongest out of them all. His hand quickly came out of my underwear to pull them off of my legs.
I didn't protest and I watched as he took off the silver ring from his middle finger.
His lips gently came down to press against my forehead as his finger made Its way back to the same area and slowly pushed inside of me.
My mouth opened in the shape of an 'O' at the uncomfortable, tight feeling.
"So good, shit così fottutamente stretto."
(So fucking tight.)
After more kisses and affection from my boyfriend, he was able to sink a finger inside of me while I wiggled around to try and get used to the feeling.
Whenever my legs would attempt to close he'd spread them farther apart with his free hand.
The feeling in my core was so freaking intense, I could barely handle anymore.
"P-Please I can't..." I panted breathlessly and he hummed knowingly.
Slowly pulling his finger out, he pushed back knuckle deep and I clenched my eyes shut, another moan slipping past my lips.
"No baby, look at me. Keep your eyes on me." His fingers brushed over my eyelids and I obediently listened to his command.
I kept my gaze on his handsome face as his eyes trailed down to where he was giving me pleasure.
The burning intense stare and thrusts of his finger brought me so close and I was right on the tip of exploding.
Leaning his head forward, he kissed my lips slowly before whispering,
"Cum for me."
It felt like waves and waves of intense pleasure as I tried to savor the feeling for as long as possible.
My ears were ringing and my head was spinning.
Rome's finger continued to slowly push in and out until the feeling went away, and I was sweating slightly as I laid on his bed.
I was so dazed that I didn't even realize Rome left before I felt a wet cloth between my legs.
Snapping my eyes downwards, I couldn't even move as Rome cleaned my area and tossed the towel towards his laundry basket.
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Rome turned off the lights in his room and made his way back over to me with a soft gaze.
"You did so good for me. You're so perfect, I love you." He continued to praise and say loving words as he helped me get dressed, letting me wear one of his large shirts.
Getting us both under the covers, Rome pulled me towards him and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Feeling okay?" He questioned and I gave him a big smile and nodded, trying to hide my flushed face.
He chuckled and held me tighter, pressing multiple kisses to my head.
"Pretty girl, go to sleep and I'll wake you up later, sì?"
I could only nod because my mind was shutting down.
"I love you." I mumbled as he stroked my hair, lulling me to slumber.
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