Page 102 of Worth of Waste

She liked it there, anyway.

He dropped down to his knees, his free hand bunching up the skirt of her dress and holding it high to her waist. For a little while, he simply watched his fingers fucking her under her thong before he leaned forward and then he was all there.

His mouth was hot against her sex—the textured plains of his tongue driving into her clit had her head falling back. His rhythm, his intent, was brutal, determined to get her off quick and harsh, whether she fought the orgasm or not.

Karen’s fingers found their way into Dino’s hair, holding him closer to her sex as he ate her like he was starved, and she felt her peak rising.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Karen mumbled.

Almost there …

Dino pulled away just as her orgasm had really started to peak, and she almost wanted to kill him for stopping.

He looked up at her. “Don’t watch the news for the next little while, okay?”

Karen shook her head a bit. “What?”

“You heard me.”

“You had to tell me that now?”

Dino smiled.

Then, he went back to fucking her beautifully with his mouth until she was a shaking, panting mess against the cupboard.

She realized his intent as she came.

Of course, he had told her that then.

It was just more distractions.

Dino

DINO read over the text message again as he pulled into an alleyway next to the restaurant owned by the head Capo of the Rossi family.

You wanted to know when I was bringing Lily home. We’re leaving in a few.

That was it. That was all Damian Rossi’s message had said.

Dino was grateful the guy had followed his orders and let him know that Lily was safely out of the restaurant. He hadn’t planned for her to be inside at all, having dinner with the boss of the Outfit, their uncle Ben, and a variety of others that had been invited to dine with Terrance that day.

When he had gotten the call that Damian was invited to the dinner, and he had been asked to bring Lily along, Dino damn near refused to allow his sister to go.

Except he couldn’t.

No one, not even a woman, was allowed to shun a boss.

It seriously fucked Dino’s plans up, but he fixed that easily enough by demanding Damian send him a message to let him know when they would be leaving the place. Dino had been waiting for that message for an hour, just a block away from the restaurant, and now he finally had it. He’d taken his sweet time driving down the block and into an alleyway directly beside the street that would take him right by the large floor-to-ceiling windows where the Outfit people were dining.

He hadn’t wanted to do this, not really.

But someone hadn’t given him much of a choice.

Seems Damian was going to need a little push to make him follow through on his side of Dino’s plans regarding the Outfit, as Dino had expected the guy would. He was all too aware that Damian was the kind of man who waited and waited, only striking when he thought it was best.

Dino didn’t have time for that kind of lag.

So, what he had planned today would get shit moving in the right direction, no doubt. If not for Damian to make his moves, then for others to make theirs, which would likely force the hand of other families in the Outfit.