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“To me touching your pussy and making you come?”

I felt my cheeks heat in anger and embarrassment at his crude words.

“You could have stopped me at any time. I didn’t hear you protesting. You were too busy screaming. I like a girl who’s noisy in bed.”

“You don’t play fair,” I said, feeling my cheeks go even redder at his mention of my screams. I had never orgasmed like that at my own fingers, but somehow, he had completely unraveled me.

“I’m not a good man. I never said I play fair. You wanted that as much as I did.”

I remained silent. I couldn’t talk about this with him.

“Look, you’re still a virgin if that matters to you. I didn’t take that—and I won’t until you beg me to.”

“I’ll never beg you,” I retorted.

“We’ll see.” Even though I was facing away from him, I could hear the smirk in his voice.

I continued trying to get out of his hold and managed to ram my elbow back into his chest, but he hardly seemed to feel it.

“Stop,” he said, rolling me onto my back and grabbing both my wrists, restraining them over my head. His hard body was over mine and his bare, thick thighs were pinning my legs to the mattress. “Do you want to carry on teasing me, or do you want to stop and go to sleep? Either is fine with me, beautiful.”

I froze. I realized there was no escape for me tonight, so I took a deep breath and slackened my tense muscles. “I want to sleep,” I whispered, no longer having the energy to argue with him.

My physical weakness as a woman frustrated me. He let go of my wrists and pulled me back into his arms. I let him do this, knowing that fighting would get me nowhere. Instead, I closed my eyes and willed sleep to take me to a place of oblivion.

MARCO

She didn’t struggle tonight to stay awake. I think she wanted sleep to come so that she could get away from me—and what had happened in the shower tonight.

I felt her finally relax in my arms as she drifted off into sleep. I listened to her gentle breathing.

For fuck’s sake, I could her dog snoring as well.

I let my mind wander back to our shower, to her deliciously responsive body. She had wanted it as much as I had.

I had never forced a woman, and I wouldn’t force her. There would be no challenge in that, and I liked a challenge.

No, I didn’t want just her body. I wanted her mind and soul too.

***

My eyes blinked open, and my hand flew to the weapon beside me.

My finger was poised on the trigger.

I clicked on the light on my nightstand, checking the room and at the same time ensuring that Juliana was still beside me where she should have been.

Like I always did on nights like these, I reached for my phone and checked the security feeds and logged into the guard reports to see if there had been any unusual activity over the last few hours.

But, as always, everything was just fine. Everything that was, except for me.

I knew what had woken me up—and it wasn’t anything going on in the house or on the estate.

I had been woken by what was going on in my mind.

I had been dreaming again about the day our mom died. Fuck, just thinking about it made me so angry. Worse, it made guilt attack my soul.

I looked across at Juliana. I wouldn’t have liked to have stayed in bed with her, but I knew that I wouldn’t be able to sleep after my nightmare. It was 3.45 a.m. but I got up to start my day. There was always plenty of work to do, and I was glad to have that to take my mind off things.

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