Mafia Queen

Chapter Fifty

Luca

In my mind, I had wanted the first time Charlotte and I were together again to be special. Candles and flowers and all that shit that women like. But one look at her naked silhouette in the moonlight had changed all of that. There would be nothing sweet or gentle about this.

Fuck, I needed her. I needed to feel her in the most primal and animalistic way. So many men had looked at her over the last few weeks, seen her flaunting her body and no doubt fantasizing about her, and my possessive nature overtook me. I wanted to claim her all over again, take her in a way that would have her thinking about this moment for weeks, never doubting whose she was. Not in an objectifying or piece-of-property way, but in a way that she knew how much I loved her. That my very existence was because of her. Defined by her. That she hung every star in my sky.

By now, her robe had fallen to the floor, pooling at her ankles, and I was staring at the masterpiece in front of me that was my wife. I put my hand to my mouth, biting on my thumb to control myself long enough to truly appreciate her beauty. She was a smoke show, and I would never take for granted how lucky I was. Charlotte blushed under my gaze, and that about pushed me over the edge. I loved that we had been together a thousand times, but I could still make her blush with just a look.

I couldn't wait any longer, and my hands started reacquainting themselves with every freckle, every scar, every new tattoo that blanket at her body. Jesus, those tattoos. Char had done a lot of really bad-ass things the last few weeks, but this took the cake for me. Those tattoos drove me absolutely wild. One of my hands tangled in her hair, pulling back just rough enough to expose the sensitive skin on her neck. I dragged my tongue across it painfully slow, and chills spread across Charlotte's body as the cool night air hit the wetness.

"Luca..." she moaned, shivering into my embrace. "We should go inside. Layla's window is right there."

"Then you better not scream." I bit into her neck gently and pinned her against the railing with my hips.

"But what if..." she continued to protest.

I pressed my lips to hers, effectively silencing her. When I finally pulled away, I gave her a smug smirk. "Keep your mouth shut, or I'll give you something else to do with it."

Charlotte leaned forward so her lips were at my ear, a mischievous smiled spread across her face. "Yes, sir."

Not wasting another second, I spun her around so her bare back was pressed into my chest, her curves fitting like a missing puzzle piece. Fisting her hair again, I pulled her even farther into me as my other hand traveled all over the front of her body, teasingly menacingly. Her squirming only egged me on more. It was exactly what I had imagined the last few weeks, except this time, she was in my arms as I was exploring every inch of her body. I loved the way she responded to my touch. Resting my palm on her ass, I ran my tongue along her ear.

"Tell me whose you are Tesoro."

Char was so flustered she couldn't even speak. "I... I'm..."

I put my hand to her back, bending her over the railing. I landed a sharp spank to her ass. "Don't make me ask again, baby."

"Yours!" she blurted out. "I'm yours, Luca."

I swelled with pride at her words. "Thanks right, Charlotte. You're mine. And if any man ever tries to touch what's mine..."

"I wouldn't let that happen." She interrupted, arching her back into my touch. I had worked my way to her hip bone now, and I could tell she was aching for me to go further.

I slapped her ass firmly again. "If any man ever tries to touch what's mine, I'll kill him with my bare hands. Do you understand?"

She nodded, breathlessly. "Yes."

"Yes, what?" I spanked her again. She was so flustered that it almost wasn't even fair at this point.

"Yes, sir." She whined. "Please, Luca..."

Fuck, I loved when she begged for it. I was so hard for her that I was nearly bursting out of my shorts at this point. It didn't matter how many times we did this, she could get me going like nothing I had ever experienced.

"Almost, baby." I kissed her neck, forcing her legs wider with my knee as she stood bent over the railing. I was desperate for her myself, but I wanted to push her to the absolute brink before giving her release. "Are you ever going to put yourself in a dangerous situation like that again?" I slapped her again, her ass turning red with my palm print.

"Jesus, Luca." She said exasperation. "Just fuck me already."

I chuckled. "Whatever you want, my queen."

I pulled her up just enough that our bodies were pressed against each other again and slipped inside of her. She felt incredible around me, taking every single inch I gave her. I went slowly at first, allowing her body to adjust to me. It didn't take long, though, and I started rocking back and forth against her.

"Holy fuck." I groaned in pure pleasure. I was feeling every bit of six weeks of pent-up sexual energy.

Charlotte moaned, arching her back, standing on her tiptoes and tilting her hips into mine.

"If you keep moving like that, I'm not gonna last long." I warned her, already on the verge. I had dreamed about this every night that I was away, and now that it was happening, it was better than I could've ever dreamed. Every single time with Charlotte was better than the last.

Charlotte smiled, continuing to buck her hips against me as I pounded into her. Our bodies were in sync, moving as one. I was completely lost in every sensation she was giving me as I rocked against her over and over. Within minutes, we were both writhing against each other in pleasure. I slipped my hand over her mouth to stifle her moans, not wanting to take a chance of waking up the kids. I was far from done with her.

We stayed glued together, leaning against the railing for a few seconds. The way her body fit against mine would never get old. When she finally caught her breath, she bent down and picked up her robe, slipping it over her shoulders.

"Oh, no." I shook my head, grabbing it from her before she could protest, I picked her up in my arms and she wrapped her legs around my waist. "I'm far from being done with you, baby."