The Don's Secret Obssesion

Chapter 15

Sophia quickly wiped her tears, turning her face slightly away from him. “You shouldn’t be here.”

The words sounded familiar.

But weaker this time.

Luca didn’t leave.

“Is it because of what he said?” he asked.

Her chest tightened.

She let out a small, broken laugh. “What do you think?”

Silence.

Then—

“You heard it,” she continued, her voice trembling despite her effort to steady it. “You’re getting married. That’s… that’s your life. That’s what you do.”

Luca stepped closer.

“You think that changes anything?”

She turned to him sharply.

“It changes everything!”

The words broke out of her before she could stop them.

Her eyes filled again, frustration and hurt spilling over.

“You don’t get to stand here and act like it doesn’t matter,” she said. “You don’t get to look at me like—like…”

She stopped.

Because she didn’t have the words.

Or maybe she had too many.

He sat down on the edge of her bed “Come here” He said to her. Patting his lap. Wanting to feel her body against his.

But Sophia shook her head “please go Luca, you shouldn't be here. I think everything is happening for a good reason and I have given everything a good thought, we shouldn't even be doing this in the first place. You're my Bro…..”

Before she could finish her sentence Luca Quickly gripped her waist and yanked her into his laps “say brother one more time Sophia. And I'll show you just how wrong you are. I do not care if the whole house hears your scream of passion. Just say brother…..one. More. Time.”

She opened and closed her mouth to respond but she couldn't even find the right words to say at that moment.

Luca’s gaze didn’t soften.

If anything, it sharpened.

“I told him no.”

Her body tensed, heat radiating through them. The words hit her harder than she expected.

Sophia blinked. “What?”

“I’m not marrying her.”

Her heart stuttered.

“You can’t just decide that,” she said quietly. “This isn’t something small, Luca. It’s for the family. Your world. It’s bigger than both of us.”

“I don’t care.”

The certainty in his voice made her breath catch.

He positioned her firmly on his lap. She gasps at the unexpected contact, feeling his hardness against her. A strangled sound left her lips, her thighs tightening around him... Already feeling an ache in her p***y.

He smirked. Because that was all the permission he needed.

"You felt that, didn't you?" he whispered, his fingers digging into her waist, pressing her down further.

"You're the only one who does this to me," he murmured, trailing his nose along her jaw, inhaling her scent. "The only one who makes me lose control."

Her lashes fluttered, lips parting, but she stayed still... helpless, trapped in his grip, unable to escape the heat crackling between them. He then loosened his hold just enough to let his fingers wander, tracing the curve of her spine, feeling the way her body trembled. Then dipping his head lower he let his lips ghost over her lips. "I'm only yours now. And this...." he whispered over her trembling lips, pressing her down harder against my aching length. " This is only yours, mia Regina."

Her body jerked slightly, her breath hot against his skin. He smirked and then, captured her lips.

His lips crashed onto hers, rough yet intoxicating. His grip on her waist was firm, keeping her exactly where he wanted...to feel the full extent of his c**k pressing against her p***y.

Then he gently lays her on the bed “let me make you feel good Tesoro”. She only nodded because at that point she was already far too gone.

Then he starts kissing her on the lips and pulls her close. Slowly, he slides his hands up her back and undoes her bra clasp. Then she puts her arms around his neck and starts to push her tongue into his mouth.

He stops her and takes off her shirt then she slips off her bra completely and starts kissing him again. For a while he was speechless because this was the first time he had seen her bare breast “Sei Così Bella”

Feeling the intensity of his eyes she tried to use her hands to cover her breasts but he quickly held her hands “Don't even think about it Tesoro”

Then he slowly lay on top of her while keeping their lips pressed together careful not to put all his weight on her.

And he starts rubbing her left n****e sliding his knee between her legs. Then he started moving his hand from her n****e to her crotch. She lets out a gasp and looks into his eyes. He moves his hand under her skirt and starts rubbing her p***y through her panties. She starts to get wet and starts blushing. Then he slides her panties off and start rubbing her bare and wet p***y.

He then notices that she shaves her p***y. He slowly makes his way down to her p***y and he see it glimmering from how wet it is “Dio mio, I've barely touched you and you are already soaking wet”. Then he starts to use his thumbs to spread her p***y lips and immediately starts to licking her p***y.

She lets out a moan “Oh God, please” and leans her head back. He licks her to her first orgasm and gulp down all her sweet juices.

She looks down at him and he kisses her p***y and then start to push his tongue into her p***y again then she leans her head back and grabs his head trying to push him farther into her p***y.

He moves his tongue to bring out her c**t. Then he takes her c**t and lightly plays with it. He starts rolling her c**t between his teeth. She cries out and has her second orgasm with her breath coming hard.

When her breathing finally settled, her entire body went limp , he leaned down and pressed a lingering kiss against her damp forehead, his heart pounding at the sight of her flushed face.

"So beautiful..." he murmured, brushing his thumb against her cheek, admiring the way her innocence had just shattered beneath his touch.

Sophia, still dazed, barely found the strength to move. Her limbs felt weightless, and her body tingling in the effects of something she had never experienced before. She wanted to say something, to question what had just happened. But words failed her.