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I’m thankful we’re in the back of one of the secure SUVs because there’s a privacy screen between us and the driver. It’s only now that I wonder if this is the reason for that screen.
I snap open his pants, causing Shaw to hiss between his teeth. I delight in the fact that his chest heaves and his mouth drops open when my hand pushes into his boxers and wraps around his smooth cock. It’s hard and wetness drips from the tip. I struggle to maneuver my hand around him, so Shaw pulls down his zipper and pulls his cock free.
I pump him quickly. “Such a good girl,” he praises while toying with my hair.
I lift my dress, allowing me to kneel onto the seat beside him. My tongue connects with the tip of his cock, making Shaw curse and ball his hands into fists. I flick it over the slit and moan when the saltiness of his pre-cum hits my tastebuds.
“Fuck. Lick my slit clean, baby.” His hips rise, forcing me to take more in my mouth. I push down, allowing him to hit the back of my throat. “Fuck, yes.” His hand finds my hair and tangles with the pins holding it up.
“Jesus. Keep sucking, baby.”
“Mm,” I groan around his cock and caress his balls, giving them a tug that makes his ass lift off the seat.
“Fuck.” He holds my head tighter, then begins to fuck my face. “Fuck yes.”
“Mm.” I gargle around his thickness.
His voice is full of grit. “Fucking greedy for it. So greedy for my cum.”Thrust.
The pinch of my hair causes me to moan. “Mm.”Thrust.
“Take it all.”Thrust.“Like that.”Thrust.“Just like.”Thrust.“Fucking.”Thrust.“That.” His body becomes still as his cock swells and his cum floods my mouth. I swallow it down; there’s so much of it I choke, but he holds my head firmly in place, giving me no option but to accept it all.
I slowly withdraw his cock from my mouth, trailing my tongue over his length to clear up any excess cum. His hand loosens in my hair, and I melt against him when he strokes it, then down my cheek and over my jawline. “Such a good girl, sucking away my stress.”
“Did it help?”
He tucks himself in while my expectant eyes hold his gaze, and his eyes soften. “Of course.” He flicks my bottom lip with his thumb. “These lips were made for sucking.”
I smirk back at him. “I thought they were for kissing?”
“That too, come here.” He hoists me onto his lap and wraps his arms around me before dipping his head to nuzzle behind my ear and then he peppers kisses along my jawline to my lips. When Shaw’s soft lips meet mine, a chill runs through me and goose bumps cover my skin. He holds me tighter and pushes his tongue delicately past my lips, as though asking permission to enter my mouth. Such a contrast as to how he fucked my face only moments ago. I move my hands around his neck, and a moan catches in the back of my throat. When Shaw drags his hand up and around my neck to hold me in place, I whimper at his strong possession. His hand cradles my face while his action speaks a thousand words, mine.
Our tongues mingle, like we have all the time in the world. A lifetime.
It’s delicate and sensual, seductive and tantalizing. It’s absolutely perfect. This feeling gathering inside is momentous; he’s quite literally taking my breath away.
We pull away from one another, completely breathless. Our foreheads meet, and our eyes remain locked, a force between us so strong, so confounding, my heart flutters and my breath catches. I want to tell him how I feel, that I’ve fallen in love with him and that, besides our baby, he’s the best thing to ever happen to me.
I open my mouth. “I—”
A knock comes from the door, making us startle at the same time, and my heart leaps into my throat. I giggle away the moment when I realize we were so enthralled with one another we hadn’t realized the car had come to a standstill.
We’ve arrived.
TWENTY-THREE
SHAW
If I thought my house was ridiculous, then this one takes the crown. Why the hell you need a house as big as this is beyond comprehension. I turn my head toward Emi and roll my eyes, making her giggle at my silent words. She agrees with me, I can see it in those sparkling orbs of hers.
A butler approaches and draws out his hand. “This way, please.” I try my best to ignore the men standing guard every few feet as though there’s going to be some sort of attack any minute.
The ballroom is alive with every Mafia family from the East Coast, apparently one from the West too.
There are senators and other people of power I wouldn’t put in the same room as the Mafia, but I’m coming to realize everyone plays a part in allowing this organization to continue in some way or another, even law enforcement.
Albeit in a peaceful way, according to Owen.
