Page 28 of Mafia Maiden


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I blinked in surprise. I did not know if I was shocked because Leo was caressing my skin, or if it was because he was actually answering my questions.

“There are a lot of people who think that he is not doing enough to keep the brothers safe, and even more who think that he is the reason that the Blanchis have been able to get a foothold in the city.”

I said nothing.

Leo’s other hand went to my waist. His large hand wrapped almost all the way around my midsection, and I held my breath as he pressed himself fully against me. He was hard, and I tried not to moan as he pressed himself against me.

“So really, I guess you could say that I am saving your life.”

Leo’s dark eyes bore into mine, and I could see the desire that was ignited in them. I suspected that he wanted to marry me almost as much as I wanted to marry him. But he would do it for whatever reason, and he would play nice with my father.

I wanted to get to the bottom of what was happening within the organization. If I was going to take it over, I needed a better understanding of the landscape, and Leo was already showing that he would give it to me.

I lifted my leg, allowing my modest skirt to rise over my thigh. I wrapped my leg around Leo’s middle, using my muscles to pull him closer to my heat.

“What are you doing?” There was genuine surprise in his voice, and it nearly made me cackle in glee. Leo wanted to believe that he was so much smarter than I was, but he was a man like any other, and though he might not want to marry me, and hell, he might not even like me.

He wanted to fuck me.

“This dinner is boring,” I whispered, bringing my body up against his so that my lips were right at the shell of his ear. “Maybe we should liven things up a bit.”

For a moment, I thought that maybe he was not going to play.

“Your father and grandmother are down the hall, and there’s a guard just steps away.”

He was saying all of this as his hand started to caress my thigh. I was not wearing the nylons that my grandmother sent me. The suit was one thing, but I drew the line at pantyhose. There was absolutely no way.

I moaned when I felt his fingers play against my panties.

“Does that excite you?” he asked. His fingers reached around the fabric covering me and swiped against my clit. I jumped, not expecting the sensation.

He chuckled. “It does, doesn’t it.” His fingers were thrumming over me as though he knew exactly what spots I liked.

“Fuck,” I moaned, closing my eyes. I was supposed to be the one in control, but we were only seconds into this, and I was cream in Leo’s hands.

The bastard smiled before he slipped a long digit inside of my churning channel. I gasped.

“Is that what you wanted?” he asked me. At some point, he brought his lips so that they were just a hair's breadth away from mine. I could practically taste the vodka on his tongue, and I longed for it.

He pumped his lone finger in and out.

“What a dirty girl you are. Your family is sitting at the dinner table enjoying a feast, and you are in the bathroom letting me finger fuck you.” He didn’t kiss me, but I felt his tongue lick a path from my ear to my jaw. The action made me moan louder. It was incredibly hot.

“You’d let me do a lot more than that, wouldn’t you?”

I could feel the first portions of an orgasm starting to burn inside my belly. It was slight, but it was starting. I angled my hips desperate for more. More pressure. More fullness. Anything.

“Are you close?” he asked.

I was panting. My breasts were full and heavy, and my nipples were pressing against my blouse.

“Fuck me,” I ordered, desperately.

“Tell me you’re mine.”

“What?”

He pressed the tip of his thumb, feather light, against my clit, and I nearly died. “Tell me that you are mine.” His teeth pulled my ear lobe, and I gasped again. It was too much and not enough at the same time.

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