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Mia's eyes widen as she sees me fully for the first time. "Holy shit," she whispers, reaching out to touch me tentatively.
I groan as her soft fingers wrap around my shaft, no longer able to hold back. I rock my hips forward, gently pressing myself against her hand. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask.
"I want you, Lucas," she moans, reaching for my cock again.
I groan and push her off of me just long enough to slip off the rest of our clothing. Then we're both as naked as the day we were born, and Mia is straddling me once again.
Grinning mischievously at me, she positions herself above my still throbbing length and looks down at me. "Ready for a ride?" she asks with a coy smile.
I don't have time to answer before Mia lowers herself onto me, my shaft sliding deep into her wet pussy inch by mouth-watering inch. Her body envelops mine as if we were made for each other, and it's only when she sits all the way on top of me that we pause to simply take in how good this feels.
But there's no time to savor the feeling because soon enough Mia is bouncing up and down on top of me at a frantic pace.
She's facing me, her tits bouncing with every movement, and it's the perfect position to see her face. I watch as an array different emotions flicker across her face: surprise, disbelief, desire, passion, pleasure. "Oh Lucas!" she gasps. Her body is glistening with sweat as my hands hold her thighs steady, guiding her rhythm and ensuring that she hits the right spots.
My fingernails dig into the soft flesh of her thighs, my hips meeting hers and driving myself deeper into her wet pussy with every thrust. Pleasure courses through my entire body as I find myself filled to the brim with warm sensations and blissfully happy thoughts. The bond between us is strong, our connection a clear representation of how well we match each other.
It's not long before her movements are growing more erratic, and I know she's heading towards her climax. She bites her bottom lip, throwing her head back as she rocks against me. "Oh, God! Yes! Oh, yes!" she moans loudly, clearly not caring if anyone hears her.
"Fuck! Mia!" I groan loudly. Her words send me over the edge, and I can't hold back any longer as I find my release deep inside of her. But she's not finished yet; Mia keeps moving until every ounce of me is spent before collapsing on top of me with a loud sigh of satisfaction.
We both lay there for a moment, trying to catch our breath before Mia lifts herself off of me and collapses next to me on the bed with a soft thud.
"Fuck me," she whispers with a grin, running her hands through my hair.
Smiling back at her, I lift myself up on my elbow to look at her better. "That was incredible."
"Cuddle me," she purrs cutely.
Grabbing a blanket from the end of the bed, I pull it over us and wrap my arms around her, cradling into my chest. Her gentle breaths caress my skin as we slowly fall asleep together, and I find myself wishing that things were different--that she and I had found each other before the mafia. That we could escape, like she said before, but do it together.
24
MIA
Iwake up the next morning, finding myself beside Lucas. The realization of what happened between us last night floods my mind, and a mix of emotions washes over me.
"Good morning," I say softly.
"Morning," he mumbles back.
As I observe Lucas's expression, I can sense his guilt and unease, and I understand why.
He looks at me, his gaze filled with concern, and softly says, "Mia, I feel guilty for sleeping with you. You were drunk, and I should have known better."
I immediately try to reassure him, my voice filled with sincerity. "Lucas, I promise I wasn't drunk. I was just tipsy. I knew what I was doing, and I wanted to be with you."
He shakes his head, his expression still troubled. "I should have been more responsible."
My heart sinks as I realize the weight of his guilt and the genuine concern he holds for my well-being. It pains me to see him carry this burden, as though he has done something inherently wrong.
Searching for the right words, I take his hand gently in mine. "I understand why you feel guilty, but please believe me when I say that I consented willingly. Yes, I may have been a bit intoxicated, but I was in control of my decisions."
He looks into my eyes, his brows furrowed. "I care about you, Mia, and I couldn't live with myself if I ever hurt you."
"You didn't," I promise before leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.
Lucas's eyes flutter closed as he returns the kiss, his hand cupping my cheek. We pull away, both of us still caught up in the heat of the moment.
