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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 296. Stealth Escape
Suzi passed out cold.One second, she was clinging to him, still trembling from the aftershocks, and the next, she just…melted. Her head lolled to the side, her breathing turned soft and shallow, and her lashes fluttered shut like a worn-out butterfly finally at rest.Max whispered, “Suzi?”No answer.His heart stuttered until he felt the steady rise and fall of her chest under his palm. A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.“She actually passed out,” he murmured to no one in particular.It was kind of cute, actually. A little hilarious. Mostly beautiful. He reached up and brushed a damp strand of hair off her forehead. Her lips were slightly parted, cheeks still pink, and her skin glowed with that faint flush of exhaustion.“You wrecked me,” he whispered. “Then fell asleep like a damn angel.”Carefully, he pulled back just enough to slide out of her, hissing quietly through his teeth at the slick heat that clung to him. She whimpered in her sleep, but didn’t wake. Max soot
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 295. Permission
She couldn’t remember if she said it out loud, or just thought it hard enough to count, but Max responded anyway. He kissed her until she forgot her own name, then pulled back just enough to look her in the eyes. His forehead pressed to hers, his breathing uneven, their lips close enough for the air to buzz between them.“You can say no,” he whispered.She choked on her answer, her tongue thick, her mind a haze of everything except the word yes. She nodded, over and over, until she felt her face burn.Max’s expression cracked, something wild breaking through the patience he’d forced himself to wear. He reared up and took off his boxers, exposing himself to her without shame or warning.She saw him, fully, for the first time. The stories she read never prepared her for this.Suzi’s knees snapped together like a pair of startled clams. His enormous, thick cock loomed and dread filled her stomach.There is no way in hell that thing is going inside her.Max grinned as if reading her thoug
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 294. Not Like the Garden
Max let his hand rest at her hip. Suzi almost moaned as the heat of his skin soaked through hers.“May I?” he asked.Suzi looked at his hand, knuckles freckled, half-tensed from restraint. She didn’t flinch or answer right away.What was he asking for again?“Suzi,” he said, voice more firm this time. “May I take you to bed?”Oh.She lifted her head. “Y-yes.”He lifted her in his arms before she changed her mind. She made a soft, unguarded sound and clung to his shoulders.“You are so light,” he murmured as he carried her to the bed.He set her down on the edge and knelt between her thighs.Oh, dear god…he could see her thing from up close now.He was so close she could feel the pulse of his breath against her thighs. She was nearly dying from embarrassment, but she watched him, unable to look away, and he kept looking right back.Max eased her knees apart, slow and careful, and lowered his face until his lips were only a breath away from hers. He nuzzled the soft crease there, his wa
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 293. Scars
Max reached out, his hand hovering just above her waist.He hesitated for a moment, ready to stop if she moved away, but when she didn’t, his palm rested gently on her side, his thumb tracing the edge of her mark. His fingers brushed against the curve of her breast. They were not big, but the perfect size and shape that would fit perfectly in his palms.He drew in a careful breath. This close, he picked up the faintest scent of her skin…clean soap, something floral and sweet. She tensed, breathing so shallow she might as well have not been breathing at all. Her skin was soft like silk under his touch. He could touch her all night, he decided.He kept his fingers steady, sliding them along her waist in small, patient increments, feeling the softness under his touch. His lips pressed to her shoulder, not quite a kiss, more a careful test.Her breath shuddered. She had stopped hiding, arms slack at her sides, every muscle in her body tuned to him. He felt a weird relief as she began to
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 292. Let Me See
Max stood and stretched his back. The dress had looked beautiful, but it also looked like a medieval puzzle trap wrapped in lace. He walked over to the minibar and grabbed a bottle of water, taking a slow sip before glancing back toward the bathroom door.A quiet voice floated out.“…Max?”He froze mid-sip. “Yeah?”There was a pause, then a muffled sigh. “I can’t get the zipper down.”He tried not to smile, setting the water aside. “Want me to help?”Another pause.Then a soft, hesitant, “Yes, please.”Max crossed the room, keeping his steps slow and careful like he didn’t want to spook her. When he reached the door, he didn’t open it, just rested his palm flat against the wood.“Is it okay if I come in?”“Just… don’t look.”“I’ll be a gentleman. Promise.”He waited one more second, then pushed the door open gently.Suzi stood with her back to him, her hair pinned up and the delicate white gown clinging to her figure. She was holding the fabric near her chest, the zipper clearly stuck
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 291. Honeymoon Suite
Max kept his arms wrapped around her long after her sobs had stopped.Suzi was quiet now, her breath soft and steady against his chest. Every few moments, her lashes fluttered like she might start crying again, but she didn’t.He held her closer, resting his cheek against the top of her head. She was so light in his lap, curled in on herself like a little girl.He didn’t know what to do with the ache in his chest. It wasn’t supposed to feel like this. Not yet. Not this strong. But the more she broke, the more something deep in him stirred to life.When her breathing finally evened out, he glanced down and saw her eyes closed, her lips slightly parted. Her face was still damp from tears, but she’d fallen asleep. Completely.He brushed a strand of hair from her cheek, and traced his fingertips over the birthmark covering her face careful not to wake her.Jeez…he couldn’t even understand what was so bad about it. If anything, it made her look unique, out of this world. When the car stop
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