Page 33 of His Mafia Queen


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“Are you in?” I asked.

“Are you?”

I laughed. “Is this how it’s going to go?” I pressed my forehead to hers. I could feel the beat of her heart accelerate. Her arms slid to my neck.

“I can’t give up what I fought for,” she whispered. “Even if it crosses paths with your ego.”

I grinned. “My ego is fully intact.” What she didn’t realize was that powerful confident Kennedy was even sexier than the girl I had known. I could only imagine what she had gone through to rise to the top. I had some idea of the deals she had made.

Together we would make a formidable team.

I nipped at her lush edible lips. Her eyes fired like smoldering emeralds.

“Aren’t you glad I told you to take the day off?” I teased.

She growled in response. “I—” Her expression turned vixen-like. “Why are you still talking?”

I laughed. “As opposed to?”

“I’d rather you keep your promise from earlier.”

“You’re going to have to remind me which promise that was. I’ve been promising a lot since I walked through that door.” My lips hovered along her collarbone. I saw the goosebumps break out across her flesh. I grinned.

She groaned. “Bastard.”

I laughed. “Can’t even say it, can you?”

She arched into me. The robe fell from her body. Her lips grazed across mine. “Knight…”

I felt the ache in my cock. The growing need to bury myself inside her. She tasted like strawberries and sweet French pastries.

“Hmm?” She rubbed her tits against my chest. Vixen was exactly what she was.

“Fuck me,” she whispered.

I growled, taking her mouth under mine. “Bossy,” I murmured.

Her lips parted with a quiet sigh as I threaded my fingers through hers. The entire day was ahead of us and I had every intention of keeping my promise to fuck her all over this suite.

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