Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro)
Chapter 203

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"Cosi fottutamente sexy" he muttered under his breath, the words thick with desire. He wanted her badly, more than ever before. The temptation was unbearable. Goddamn it, she had no fucking idea how close he was to losing control and taking her rough in that bathtub. Every muscle in his body screamed to claim her, but he fought it, knowing he had to be careful-though it nearly killed him to hold back.

With urgency, he flicked the zipper of his pants and popped the button open before pushing them down along with his boxers. Aria's breathing grew labored as she watched the Italian don's monstrous cock spring free, bobbing and slapping against his stomach, proudly jutting into the air. Damn, she couldn't take her eyes off the enormous and thick shaft her husband possessed.

Her core throbbed painfully with need, compelling her to clench her thighs tightly together as memories of his massive length ramming inside her resurfaced.

She bit her lip, her eyes glued to the throbbing member of the Italian don as he kicked his pants and boxers away from his feet, standing tall and proud. Aria's body responded instinctively, arching her back seductively, showcasing the roundness of her bosom emerging from the bubbles and foam. Her nipples were swollen and erect, inviting the hot man standing before her, gazing at her as if she were the most beautiful thing in the world. Her lips parted with a soft, inviting moan, her eyes pleading for him to step into the tub and relieve her growing need.

"God, keep looking at me like that and I won't be able to take it slowly," Alessandro growled, his eyes

darkening with lust.

"Like what?" Aria asked, blinking at her hot husband in confusion.

"Like you want to devour me whole," Alessandro smirked at his wife's innocence. Atria bit her lips as her cheeks were tinted with a deep pink color.

"If you know I'm dying to touch you, then why are you teasing me, Mr. Valentino?" Aria whined and her voice turned sensual, dripping with need as she let out a deep sigh.

"Fuck, Mrs. Valentino, you'll be the death of me," Alessandro grunted before stepping into the bathtub and settling across from her."

His hands stretched over the rim of the tub, eyes burning with immense hunger as he watched his wife. He didn't have to wait long.

Aria slowly crawled toward him, straddling his lap. Her lips pressed against Alessandro's neck, making him let out a shuddering breath. Aria's tongue traced along the length of his strong, muscular neek, kissing his Adam's apple as he swallowed with desire. Her hips moved instinctively, grinding against his steely hard shaft.

"Fuck!" Alessandro cursed under his breath as his eyes rolled shut, head falling back while his heart raced at jet speed.

"Piccola tentatrice, don't try my patience-I won't last long if you keep this up," Alessandro groaned, gripping Aria's soft, wet curls in his hand. He tugged them gently, pulling her seductive lips away from his skin, desperate to regain control and think clearly enough to take command.

His mouth swiftly latched onto his wife's swollen nipple, tugging it between his teeth before gently grazing, teasing and pulling it into his mouth, sucking hard. Aria felt a gush of desire pool between her

Ters as her fingers slinned into Alessandro's dark wet cirle nulling him closer

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"I need you," Aria gasped, her voice filled with raw need Alessandro continued sucking on her already sensitive nipples, making them even more swollen and harder with every sinful caress, driving her wild with desire.

"I need you too, mia moglie," Alessandro groaned, locking eyes with his wife. The hunger in her gaze mirrored the fire in his chest.

Aria gasped as Alessandro's hand slid between them, his fingers replaceing the delicate lace of her panties and snapping them apart effortlessly. The barrier between them now gone, Alessandro crushed his lips against hers in a heated kiss. His strong arm circled her waist, lifting her just enough to position his throbbing

cock at her entrance.

"Ready, baby?" he murmured, his voice thick with desire. But before Aria could even respond, Alessandro thrust upward, burying himself inside her slick heat with one hard, unyielding motion.

"Oh god!" Aria cried, her eyes squeezing shut as the sensation overwhelmed her. The thickness of her husband stretched her so intensely that stars seemed to explode behind her eyelids.

"It's my name I want to hear from those sinful, sweet lips, amore mio," Alessandro growled lowly, his voice a husky command as he began to rock his hips, thrusting into his wife's wet, tight pussy mercilessly. He tried to stay gentle, remembering the doctor's advice, but the moment he felt her warm cunt welcome him so eagerly, enveloping him in her desperate heat, he lost control. His need to claim her, to take her completely, consumed him.

"Scream. My. Name!" he demanded, thrusting harder as his arm wrapped around Aria's tiny waist, guiding her to move up and down his shaft.

"Alessandro!" Aria cried out as her husband's length grew longer and thicker inside her, sending her spiraling into a cloud of ecstasy.

"Yes, baby, that's right. My name will be the only one escaping your tempting, wicked mouth. Now, eyes on me," he ordered, quickening his pace as he plunged deeper.

His other hand seized one of her full breasts, kneading it while pinching her achingly swollen nipple. It wasn't long before Aria came undone, screaming his name as waves of pleasure crashed over her. The tight grip of her inner muscles around him drove him to the edge. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Alessandro groaned, losing the last shred of control as he shot his cum deep inside her warm, throbbing pussy. Their parted lips fused in a desperate, passionate kiss, so intense that their teeth collided, each fighting for more of the other. Their tongues tangled together, breathing mingling as they lost themselves in each other.

Holding each other in their arms, they breathed deeply savoring the moment for a minute. As they caught their breath, they glanced around, suddenly aware of the mess the bathroom had become the foamy water splashed out of the tub, soaking the floor.

Aria giggled, looking around at the chaos while feeling her husband's cock still throbbing and becoming semi-hard inside her. "That was incredible."

Alessandro swept the wet curls from Aria's face, relishing the flushed, satisfied glow that illuminated her features. "You are incredible, amore mio."

Aria smiled, thrilled to know her husband never missed a chance to declare just how much he wanted her -and only her.

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God, he loved her so much, and the whole world knew that she was the one and only for him. But when Aria shivered, the Italian don realized the water was getting cold.

"Let's get you to the bedroom, and then I'll fuck you in our bed, mia moglie," he smirked, kissing her pouting lips deeply and passionately.

"It's a promise, Mr. Valentino?" Aria teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"You bet, Mrs. Valentino!" he winked, slowly and reluctantly withdrawing his length from her warmth, though he wished he could remain inside her forever. Gently, he assisted her in getting up and then swept her into his muscular arms, carrying her toward the bed. "Wait, the bed will be wet," Aria protested, realizing their earlier antics had soaked everything. As a devoted husband, Alessandro paused to comply with his wife's requests.

Instead of heading straight for the bed, Alessandro took her to the walk-in closet and wrapped her in a fluffy bathrobe. His focus on tying the sash around his wife's slim waist, gently accommodating her slightly protruding pregnant belly, reflected his meticulous nature. After ensuring he had done a good job, he swiftly knelt before her on one knee and kissed her pregnant stomach, caressing it lightly as if interacting with their baby. However, he was still naked.

Aria bit her lip, hungrily ogling her husband's sexy, well-built body, and sighed in disappointment as he slipped on a white fluffy robe before carrying her to the bed. He placed her down gently, but just then, his phone gleamed with a notification. He had set it to silent. "Wait a minute, baby," he whispered, kissing her forehead. Aria grabbed his arms, reluctant to let him

"Can I just check this one?" he asked softly, nodding at his phone. Aria sighed but nodded in reluctant agreement.

Alessandro quickly unlocked his phone, glancing at the missed calls and messages. Nothing seemed urgent, except for a text from Matteo.

'I'm taking Emily on a date,' the message read, causing Alessandro to grunt inwardly.

1. go.

He hoped his attorney friend wouldn't do anything to mess up things with Aria's best friend. But knowing Matteo's playboy nature, Alessandro's concern only grew.