Married to Mafia Boss novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Having been through that before, I believe proposing a separation carly is beneficial and harmless for both me and Mares

Alia… Marco called my name in a deep voice, his gaze unfathomable. Do you think I married you hist for fun?

Alia shook her head. ‘I don’t know.”

Before the sound of “know” fully left my lips, Marco suddenly pinned me against the wall, his hot lips pressing against mine.

“Mm- Don’t…”

I felt a tingling numbness in my ears as Marco took my earlobe into his mouth, teasing it relentlessly.

At that moment, my whole body felt burning hot, completely losing all reason. I couldn’t even recall how Marco and I ended up tumbling into the bedroom and onto the bed.

‘Don’t do this…

I tried to push him away, but right now, I was as weak as a kitten, with no strength at all.

“Alia, you want this too right now.”

Marco tugged off my bra, exposing the two creamy mounds to his view.

At this moment, Marco’s eyes were filled with desire, unable to hold back as he kissed and nibbled.

“Ah…”

As Marco gently took my nipple into his mouth, his teasing skills were even more adept. The intense pleasure was driving me nearly insane.

My hands clung to Marco’s neck, wanting him to come closer.

Sensing my initiative, Marco’s lips curled into a playful smirk before he slid off his pants.

He positioned his shaft between my thighs, rubbing slowly, deliberately not entering.

I squirmed uncomfortably, my eyes half–closed, looking at him. with /a mix of shyness and frustration.

‘Alia, look at me, hmm?”

Finally, Marco eased the tip of his shaft inside, but refused to go any further.

I want… My face instantly flushed hot.

“Want what? Say it.”

“I want you…”

“Want what of mine?”

‘I want your cock…”

When I finally said those words, Marco couldn’t hold back any longer and thrust his entire length inside.

At the moment of entry, Marco let out a muffled groan, nearly finishing right then and there from the sheer pleasure.

Marco held me, pausing to suppress the urge to release, then gripped my slender waist tightly, thrusting hard as if punishing me, ravaging me relentlessly.

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Chapter 50

“Will you dare to throw a tantrum again next time? Imm?

With each word, he delivered a fierce thrust.

I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that I nearly lost myself, but my rationality told me I needed to take control.

Soon, I pushed Marco down onto his back on the bed, straddling him as I gripped his shaft and positioned myself over his hips.

“Let’s call this a breakup fuck. I’m going to drain you dry!”

I leaned down, whispering into his ear with a puff of breath..

I gently swayed my hips, my hands braced on Marco’s waist, moving up and down on his shaft.

Hearing my words, Marco’s expression hardened. His hands gripped my hips, lifting me up with force before pulling me down hard, ensuring his shaft hit the deepest part of me every time.

I was in ecstasy.

I had never realized that making love could be so pleasurable.

We moved intensely together, and as I reached my climax, Marco also released, yet he still refused to pull out.

I gave him a light push, wanting to get up, but Marco simply lifted me and carried me toward the bathroom, our bodies still tightly connected.

“Alia, I just thought of a new position that requires a big bathroom. Let’s go try it now…”

“Ah! I don’t want to…”

My exclamation was completely silenced by Marco’s kiss.

In the 50–square–meter bathroom, steam filled the air. My hands gripped the edge of the bathtub as Marco, like an unstoppable engine behind me, thrust tirelessly with powerful force.

I don’t know how much time passed, but my body suddenly felt like limp mud, completely drained of strength. Marco helped me clean up, dressed me in a bathrobe, and carried me back to bed.

Marco looked at my slightly swollen lips from his kisses and said in his sexy, slightly hoarse voice, “Alia, you are the person I want to spend my life with. You can’t escape.”

‘No, Marco. I pursed my lips.

I couldn’t deny that Marco’s skills in bed were incredible, but the thought of him with another woman made it impossible for me to feel happy.

‘Marco, although our marriage lacks love, if you have another woman outside and then tell me you want to spend your life with me, it makes me feel like a joke, and it makes me look down on you.” I realized that after such intense sex, my thoughts became clearer, and my words came out sharp and articulate..

“You really don’t trust me like this?” As he spoke, Marco cupped my face with both hands, looking at me deeply with affection.