Claimed By The Ruthless Mafia

Logan’s POV.

Saying farewell to Salena and our colleagues, we bid them goodbye at the resort. Once outside, I decided to dismiss my driver and take the wheel myself. We embarked on our journey in silence, the car gliding along as trees and streetlights faded into the distance.

Mia, sitting beside me, gazed out of the window, lost in her thoughts. I kept my focus on the road, a frown etched across my face, my eyes fixed straight ahead. Occasionally, my jaw clenched tightly, betraying the turmoil within. Yet, even in my peripheral vision, I noticed her presence.

After a deep breath, Mia broke the silence, her voice quivering with trepidation. “Mr. Mancini, you don’t have to drop me off at home. I… I feel really bad for Salena. She was so excited about her time with you. But…” Her words trailed off abruptly, interrupted by the sudden screech of the brakes as the car came to an abrupt halt.

Her voice had triggered an emotional avalanche within me, threatening to overwhelm my self-control. I fought to restrain myself, refusing to give in to the maelstrom of emotions raging within me. In that moment, I unbuckled her safety belt and lifted her onto my lap, making her straddle my legs. Mia gasped, her eyes wide with astonishment at my impulsive action.

Locking my gaze with her mesmerizing blue eyes, I gently grasped the back of her neck, my fingers tangling in her hair, tilting her head slightly. Our lips drew closer, until they met in a passionate, electrifying kiss.

I gently bit and sucked on her lips, eliciting a gasp from her. As she opened her mouth, I eagerly delved my tongue inside, exploring every delightful nook and cranny of her mouth. Mia’s right hand found its way into my hair, her fingers lightly tugging, while her left hand clenched onto my crisp white shirt.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

After a passionate and prolonged kiss, we reluctantly pulled away to catch our breath. My chest heaved with anticipation, and I couldn’t bear the silence any longer. “How could you ever think that I desire anyone but you?” I gasped out, my words punctuated by the rise and fall of my chest.

Whispering softly, I grazed my lips along her neck, leaving a trail of tender kisses. “You have no idea, my love, what I long to do with you,” I confessed, the words laced with desire and longing.

Mia tugged on my hair, forcing me to meet her gaze. Biting her lip, she spoke with a hint of challenge, “Then… show me.”

Adrenaline surged through my veins, instantly darkening my eyes as I realized Mia craved more. With a sense of urgency, I swiftly unfastened her jeans, carefully sliding them down her legs. As I placed her back on my lap, I seductively peeled her top up, exposing her shoulder. I began showering her shoulder blades with a trail of kisses, gradually working my way down, nibbling and biting at her sensitive nipples.

Lost in pleasure, Mia transformed into a moaning and writhing mess, teasing me as she created friction against my hardened bulge. Every movement intensified my desire, leaving me impossibly aroused and so painfully hard.

I sucked gently on her nipple, alternating between the two while caressing the other one. Slowly, my free hand ventured into her panties, finding its way to her smooth vagina.

“You’re wet, baby,” I whispered in her ear, my voice filled with desire. “Always ready for me.”

Mia rolled her head back and arched forward, granting me better access to her breasts. I playfully nibbled on her nipple, urging her to cry out my name in pleasure. Then, I enveloped it with my mouth, teasing it with my tongue, and soothing any pain with gentle massages. Meanwhile, I pinched her other nipple firmly, heightening her enjoyment as my mouth continued its sweet torment. It was her punishment, a delicious one at that.

With eagerness, she pulled my shirt over my head, revealing my bare chest, and struggled with the buckle of my belt. I couldn’t help but chuckle at her impatience, finding it endearing.

Deciding to take matters into my own hands, I assisted her in removing my jeans. The moment we stood before each other, completely naked, she wrapped her hand around my erect member, her touch sending shivers down my spine. I lifted her slightly and guided her to sit on my throbbing length. Our heads jerked back in ecstasy as we united, feeling the sheer pleasure of our connection. She fit me perfectly, like the missing piece of the puzzle I had longed for.

Locking my gaze with hers, I firmly gripped her hip, my voice deep and filled with disbelief. “What are you doing to me, babe?”

“What?” Mia moaned, lost in a haze of pleasure.

“You’re driving me insane, and the things we’re doing risk my reputation,” I groaned.

Her response was a scream of delight as I thrust hard and fast inside her, claiming her relentlessly. How could she ever think I would let her go? Never.

Her moans of pleasure filled the room, echoing our passionate union.

“You can never escape from me, Mia,” I stated, resting my face in the crook of her neck.

“Ah…” she screamed.

“Ahhh… Please make me come,” she moaned, and I granted her wish by thrusting harder.

“God, Mia, you’re addictive,” I groaned between thrusts.

“You’re so sexy, and you’re all mine. Only mine, my love,” I kept mumbling, staking my claim between each thrust. I was taken aback because I had never given any girl the nickname “love.” What was so special about her?

Soon, we reached our peaks. Mia came hard, screaming my name, and I released myself inside her.

Our bodies collapsed onto the seat, breathing heavily, trying to regain composure. Mia rested her head on my chest, wrapping her hand around my torso.

I held her tightly, not wanting to let her go.

After staying there in the seat for a while, relishing each other’s warmth, Mia looked up at me. I was also looking at her. Slowly, I helped her into the passenger seat and pulled up my jeans, buckling my belt. After putting on my shirt, I turned toward Mia. She had also dressed herself.

“I’m driving to my place,” I said.

“But I have to come to the office tomorrow,” she protested.

“I’ll drop you off at home in the morning, and you can come in late or take a day off,” I said, accompanied by a smug smile.

Mia nodded in agreement.

Once we arrived at my place, we couldn’t resist the allure any longer. We made love passionately, first in the bathroom, then on my bed. Exhausted from the intense experience, we eventually drifted off to sleep. But deep down, I couldn’t shake the feeling of possessiveness that had taken hold of me. I needed to understand why I felt this way about her.