“You taste so fucking good,” he groans as I cry out his name.
My eyes roll into the back of my head as I thrash beneath him. He adds his fingers in, and my body takes flight. I begin to shake and convulse as I come for the first time in my life.
Rico chuckles darkly as he climbs back up my body and kisses me hard. My eyes grow wide as I taste myself on his lips. He breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes.
“All mine,” he says with a smug grin.
“I’m not yours,” I protest.
He moves his lips to my ear. “I licked it so now it’s mine,” he laughs and kisses me again.
Jerk.
CHAPTER 17
What Now?
Rico
I needto jump in the shower and rub one out, but I want to put Oni first. I want her to feel cared for after her first orgasm. As we lie here, and I hold her naked body against my chest, I can’t keep the smile off my face.
She’s perfect from head to toe. When that towel dropped, I lost my shit. The thought of losing her makes me crazy.
Staring up at the ceiling, I trace my fingertips across her soft skin. As my sanity kicks in, my thoughts tell me I probably should’ve let her leave. Give her two or three years to mature and figure out if I’m really what she wants.
I’m no ordinary guy. My life is far from normal. Oni has no idea what she’s getting with me.
I’ll kill anyone who tries to harm her, but some will still try. My uncle is right. Oni is my one weakness. If I have to have one, I wouldn’t want it to be anyone or anything else.
“Rico?” Her soft voice reaches my ears and my smile grows.
I can only imagine hearing that voice every night for the rest of my life. Coming home to her will be no hardship. In fact, I know I will always look forward to it.
What the fuck are you talking about, man? How did this girl become a part of the plan? Do you hear yourself?
Fuck it. It is what it is. She’s mine.
“Yeah, baby?”
“Why didn’t you tell me about her?”
I frown, hating that she has to question me. I never wanted this to be an issue because it’s never going to happen. I don’t want to take the family by force, but I will if I have to.
That’s what my uncle is asking for if he tries to force me to marry Juliana. Arranged marriages aren’t uncommon, especially for power plays. However, I’m not that guy; no one’s forcing me to marry anyone.
“I told you. I didn’t agree to the arrangement. There was nothing to tell.”
“But you’re engaged?”
“No,” I bite out. “Even if I didn’t have you, I wasn’t going to agree to that shit.”
“So what now?”
I reach for her chin and tilt her head until I can look into her eyes. She looks at me with so many questions in her gaze.
“I play the game. The rules remain the same; we’ll just have to be more careful. That’s why Mario is going to play your boyfriend,” I explain.
“What?”
