THE MAFIA KING BROKEN ROSE novel Chapter 34

Chapter 34

Chapter 34

I hummed, “I don’t know. Would you let me control you?”

Dominic’s smirk barely wavered, but I saw the flicker of something else in his dark eyes. Amusement. Challenge.

Maybe even intrigue.

I am sure a man like him have never been challenged before.

His grip on my waist tightened, fingers pressing into my skin just enough to remind me that he was still in charge at least, for now.

“Control me?” he mused, tilting his head slightly. “You’re bold this morning, Gattina.”

I leaned in, dragging my lips along his jaw, my voice dropping to a whisper. “Am I?”

His breath hitched just slightly a small victory.

I trailed my fingers down his chest, slow, teasing, letting my nails scratch lightly over his skin. His muscles tensed under my touch, but he didn’t stop me.

Interesting.

Control him. Have him wrapped around my thumb. That was the goal now wasn’t itm

I moved lower, pressing a soft kiss against his collarbone, then lower still, my lips ghosting over his chest, my tongue flicking over his nipple.

Dominic sucked in a sharp breath.

I smirked against his skin.

“You said you’d reward me,” I murmured, my fingers trailing further down, teasing the line of his lower abdomen. “I think I deserve it.”

His chuckle was dark, dangerous. “Do you now?”

I nodded, keeping my touch feather–light, knowing exactly how much he hated being teased.

He exhaled slowly, his fingers tightening around my waist as if debating something.

Suddenly he flipped us.

Fast. Effortless.

One second, I was teasing him, thinking I had the upper hand. The next, I was pinned beneath him, my wrists above my head, his body pressed between my legs.

I gasped, my breath catching as I looked up at him.

He

was smirking, but his eyes, his fucking eyes burned with such desire: As if he wanted to merge us into one.

“You’re cute when you think you’re in charge,” he murmured, dragging his lips over my throat.

I shivered.

“Dominic-”

“Shhh.” He pressed a finger against my lips before replacing it with his mouth, kissing me slow, deep, taking his time as if he had all the patience in the world.

His hands trailed lower, fingertips ghosting over my stomach before sliding between my thighs.

I arched into him, gasping against his mouth as his fingers found my already–soaked folds.

“Still wet for me,” he murmured, more to himself than to me.

I whimpered as he dragged his fingers through my slickness, teasing, circling, never quite giving me what I needed.

He pulled back slightly, his dark eyes locking onto mine as he brought his fingers to his mouth again, licking them clea

slow and deliberate.

I swallowed hard, my entire body heating at the sight.

“You want control, Gattina?” he mused, tilting his head.

I exhaled shakily, nodding. “Yes.”

He smirked. “Then take it.”

I blinked. “What-”

But before I could finish my sentence, he released my wrists and leaned back, settling onto his knees between my legs, watching me.

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Chapter 34 Waiting.

The realization hit me like a freight train.

He was giving it to me.

The control.

Letting me decide what happened next.

For a moment, I hesitated.

Then, slowly, I sat up, straddling his lap, my hands resting on his shoulders. His cock was hard against me, thick and waiting, but he didn’t move.

Didn’t push.

Didn’t command.

He was giving me this.

And that?

That was the most dangerous thing of all for a man to do.

I swallowed, dragging my fingers through his hair, gripping it lightly as I tilted his head back.

His lips parted slightly, his breath coming out in slow, controlled exhales.

I leaned in, brushing my lips against his, just enough to tease. “You’re really letting me?”

He smirked. “I said I would.”

I studied him for a second, searching for a catch, for some hidden trick.

But there was nothing.

Just patience.

Just control.

Just him, waiting.

I exhaled, pressing a kiss against his jaw. “Good.”

And then I moved.

I rolled my hips against him, slow, deliberate, dragging his length through my soaked folds.

His breath hitched.

‘I smirked.

“Still think I’m cute?” I murmured.

His hands flexed against my thighs, gripping, squeezing, but he didn’t take control back.

Not yet.

I rocked against him again, my slickness coating his cock, teasing him the same way he always teased me.

His jaw clenched.

His muscles tensed.

But still, he let me.

I leaned in, biting his lower lip lightly before kissing him deep, my hands tangling in his hair.

Then-

I lifted my hips.

And sank down onto him.

Slow.

So fucking slow.

Dominic groaned, low and rough, his fingers digging into my skin, his control slipping just a fraction.

I gasped, my walls stretching around him, my body clenching as I took him in inch by inch. “Fuck,” he breathed, his hands tightening on my hips, but he still let me move, still let me set the pace.

I rolled my hips, rocking against him, feeling every inch of him inside me.

His breath was ragged, his muscles tight, his control hanging by a thread.

I leaned in, brushing my lips against his ear.

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Chapter 34

“Still think I can’t control you?”

His response was immediate.

A low growl.

And then-

His patience snapped.

He grabbed my hips, slamming me down onto him, hard.

I cried out, my head falling back, the pleasure crashing through me in violent waves.

“Control?” he growled, thrusting up into me. “oh sweetheart, you are just starting.”

His hands gripped my wrists again, yanking them behind my back, holding them there as he fucked up into me, his pace rough, desperate.

I gasped, my body jerking with every thrust, my nerves on fire, my orgasm already building again.

“Dominic-”

He growled again, biting down on my shoulder, his pace brutal.

“You started this, Gattina,” he rasped. “Now you take it.”

And then, just like that-

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