Page 42 of The Ruthless Greek


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Deanna says, “I don’t care about what you or your family are into, Yiorgos. My only concern is that if shit pops off with you, will me and my family will be safe from the backlash?”

I stare at her. I would never want anything or anyone to come for Deanna but in this business, you can’t make empty promises.

“Deanna, all I can promise is that I will do everything in my power to make sure none of the bullshit that befalls with my family’s business will come back to affect you. I told you before that I’ve never felt this deeply about another woman and if I were ever in the position to choose between you or my family, I would turn the world on its axis because I could never see a future without both in my dark world. My family has its dark side but you, my Kitten, are the light I have been looking for to help me navigate through it.”

I look into her eyes as Deanna seems to search mine for deception. There is not any. I meant every word I said.

She sighs. “Tell me who your family is.”

Without hesitation, I do just that. “My family is the Kourakos Greek Mafia Family who has run Chicago for almost forty years. My family is the largest, controlling sectors in Illinois, Indiana, Michigan as well some Southern states like Texas, Florida, Louisiana, and South Carolina. Much of our business’ are legit, the others come with the territory. We don’t start shit, but we will finish it if a motherfucker is bold enough to bring it our doorsteps. We mostly stick to ourselves and keep our name out of people’s mouths which is why we are still on top.”

Deanna takes it all in, closing her eyes. When she opens them, she states, “I can deal with that. I know you can’t guarantee one hundred percent shit won’t ever come my way, but I trust you will try to prevent.”

I nod my head in agreeance, leaning in to kiss her, but her finger on my lips stops me.

“Hold up, Mr. Man. You still have to explain about this ring on my finger,” she laughs, holding up her left hand where the sizable diamond ring sits perfectly on her ring finger.

“Ah, that,” I murmur, grinning.

“Yes, that,” she echoes.

Lacing my fingers with hers, I admit, “Like I told you the night we had dinner at your apartment, I knew the day we met that you were mine. Call me crazy, but yesterday I woke up wanting to buy you an engagement ring, so all these unattached motherfuckers knew you belonged to me. I called Alistair and he told me about the jewelry store here in city where he bought his wife, Hailey’s rings.

I had Basil and Malichi ride with me since we were out checking on some of our businesses. The jeweler bought that ring out first and I didn’t need to see he rest. When I saw it, I knew it was exactly what I was looking for. This ring,” I hold up her left hand, then kiss the ring. “This ring without words symbolizes all the love I have for you, Deanna. I know it’s only been a short amount of time since we met but I do know that I’m madly in love with you.”

Deanna stares at her at the ring while I hold it up before she lovingly looks at me. “I thought this kind of love affair only happens in the books I read but I guess not.” She pauses. “I love you too, Yiorgos but my only concern is that we haven’t been intimate yet. What if we’re not compatible in that way?”

A deep laugh escapes me as I throw my head back. Deanna might have her doubts, but I know we’re compatible in every way.

Gripping her hips, I help her up and sit her on the edge of the desk. Rolling my chair closer to her, I spread her legs.

“Yiorgos, what are you doing?” she pants with a wanting look.

With a devious smile, I reach under my oversized t-shirt I gave her mother and Zoe to get her changed into after they got her cleaned up. Deanna places her palms on the desk, lifting her hips as I grasp the top of the boxer briefs she has on, then help her shimmy them down her hips.

She has on my house shoes, so once the briefs meet them, I stop to toss the shoes to the side before continuing my quest. With the briefs gone, I spread her legs wider. The scent of her arousal makes my mouth water.

Looping me arms under her knees, the t-shirt moves up her thighs as I tug Deanna closer to me. Glancing down at her closely shaven wet pussy, her clit pulsates, waiting to be devoured. Letting go of her left leg, I bring my hand to her center. Using my pointer and index finger, I begin to caress the harden pearl. Deanna closes her eyes, moaning as she lays back on the desk.

“Γατ?κι (Kitten), once I get a taste of you there is no going back. You will forever be mine. I will drink every drop that flows from you. Your essence will become mine.”

“Yiorgos,” she whispers, fisting my hair, bringing my face down to the place we both knew it needed to be.

My tongue goes straight to her weeping entrance, lapping up her dripping nectar. Deanna purrs as I do it again before inserting my tongue in to feel her pussy muscles constrict around it.Fuck. I tongue fuck her, making her even more wet as her juices start to coat my beard while continuing to play with her clit.

Her knees start to lock around me as I bring her closer to release but I won’t let her have it just yet. Deanna needs to know who runs things between the two of us and if this is the only way to make her understand that, then I take pleasure in showing her.

I remove my tongue, then suckle on her clit causing Deanna to whimper. Skimming my fingers over her skin I make my way up to her firm breast, kneading them in my palms. Deanna thrusts her hips upward, causing me to lay my right hand flat on her stomach to keep in place.

I continue my oral assault, alternating from her clit to her flowing pussy opening as her legs begin to tremble.

“Fuck, Yiorgos. I can’t,” she pleads, gripping the ends of the desk.

Taking my mouth away from my new home, I ask, “You can’t what, Kitten?”

She moans louder as my fingers start to move in a rhythm of a rock star guitar player playing a solo piece over her clit.

“You can’t what, Kitten,” I ask again, stopping my ministrations.

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