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I swallowed. "N-No," I groaned, arching my hips so he could get more access to my slit. He took immediate advantage, and I squealed as he drew circles on the nub. "Oh, that feels so good!"
"If you don’t look after yourself for me," he ground out, "then how am I supposed to let you feel good?" His fingers had me wiggling on his lap. "Why should I let you feel good, Savannah? If you make me feel bad by knowing I can’t trust you to keep this beautiful ass safe?"
I groaned again. "You weren’t here. What else was I supposed to do?"
"You really gonna take that as an excuse?" He leaned up and nipped the pad of my chin. "When I’m not here, you listen to my brothers. They’re invested in keeping you safe because I’ll beat the living shit out of them if they don’t."
"I don’t like being kept in the dark," I grumbled, but it quickly morphed into a yelp when he thrust a finger into my slit. It was thick and I was wet, but it still came as a surprise.
"Well, we already agreed that some things have to be kept from you."
I squinted at him. "You think I’m going to go to the cops."
"No. I don’t actually," he said wryly. "I think the more you know, the more trouble you’ll get into."
"What’s that supposed to mean?"
"It means you’ll pull that Nancy fuckin’ Drew act and get your ass killed as you hunt for a story. I’m going to have to fill this belly as soon as possible just to keep you busy."
My eyes flared wide as I reared back. "Fill it with what?"
A laugh burst from his lips. "My God, if you could see your face. A baby, little one." He smirked. "Some cum might go down there too. When you earn the right to suck my dick, of course."
Holy shit.
And didn’t that just send the need to give him a blowjob right to the top of the agenda?
There were so many things wrong with that statement, but Jesus, tell that to my body. Unable to bear it anymore, I started scrambling off his lap, still with enough wherewithal to take care with his knee.
"Where do you think you’re going?" he growled, reminding me that we were connected as he hooked his finger against that one spot he’d found and made his bitch yesterday afternoon. I groaned as he held me in place with a single goddamn finger.
"I need to get naked," I panted, shuddering.
"I can get behind that." Aidan rubbed the area. "Looks like I found your happy spot, little one."
"Y-Yes," I rasped, feeling the electric shocks sparking up and down my spine again.
A knife appeared from out of nowhere, making me jolt as he pressed it to the seam of the fly to my pants. When he pushed down, with a care I appreciated seeing as it was near the family jewels, I watched as he sliced down the seam. It parted like butter on a hot day.
"Where did that come from?" I whispered faintly, eying the metal against the baby pink suit and trying not to melt because that’d be a disaster waiting to happen.
"I’m always armed."
"You are?" I asked, my voice high pitched.
He blinked as he stared up at me. "I’m in the mob, Savannah. Did you think I wouldn’t carry at least a knife?"
I shuddered. "I guess I thought you were carrying a gun."
His lips quirked, then he hummed as he sliced deeper down the seam, straight toward where his hand bulged the fabric. "Shame, I liked you in this suit but I want to see that pussy more."
"Y-Yes," I moaned, trying not to be turned on by that knife. That sharp blade which could very much hurt me if he so much as sneezed.
In the otherwise silent room, the sound of the fabric parting was like an ASMR video or something. It made my ears tingle. And other bits of me as well.
I felt a slight whisper of air next. "Jesus," I squeaked, freezing in place. The metal didn’t touch me, not until he pressed the flat of the blade to the heat of one of my labia. "Aidan!" I squeaked again.
"Da tried to look after Ma," he rasped, "but there’s no trying with me. You’ll never shed a drop of blood on my watch, Savannah."
