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I turn and reach behind her, trapping her in the circle of my arms as I close the door.
“I think you want me to fuck you for old times’ sake.” I glance down at her lips. “Parading little Henry around by his dick.”
When my gaze travels to her eyes, they are pools of darkness. I reach out and grip her throat, and she grins. She has nothing to fear from me—she knows that—but I want her trembling, so I squeeze slightly.
“Henry’s nothing,” she says with disarming honesty. “Just a means to fill the spaces.”
Fuck me, this woman will destroy me. “I won’t leave any space for him to fill, then,” I mutter. Giving up, I slam my mouth down on hers.
It takes a split second before my brain remembers what she tastes like, how glorious her mouth is beneath mine. I spin her around as anger accelerates my thoughts. I hate the effect she has on me. But I’ll fuck this want right out of me and ruin her for any other man in the process. Once I have her this one last time, I can get over her. I can walk away.
She evokes too much in me. The pain of killing Francis and the guilt of keeping that knowledge hidden drives me to grip the hem of her red dress and drag it up until it’s wrapped around her waist. I need a distraction, and this is a good one. Pushing my clothed body to hers, I whisper in her ear. “One last chance.” I nip her earlobe for emphasis.
Carina tilts her neck toward me before dragging her long dark locks over the opposite shoulder. I press a kiss to her neck and inhale her sweet scent. My teeth graze the sensitive skin, and I bite, causing her to hiss. She tries to move, but I slam my body against hers, keeping her pinned to the cockpit door. I press a kiss to my teeth marks where they appear on her neck before I bite again. She jerks under me before she gives a little cry as I sink my teeth in for the third time.
“Don’t scream too loudly, Carina. What would Henry think if he heard?” I whisper, sliding my hands over the globes of her perfect ass. I squeeze tightly before dropping to my knees.
Her ass looks better than it ever did, and there isn’t a blemish in sight. Her skin is like golden honey—flawless. I press a kiss to one ass cheek before doing the same to the other. Carina splays her hands on either side of her shoulders and stands still, her body trembling slightly. She was always a good girl and did as I said in the bedroom. There was no lane she wasn’t willing to go down. I sink my teeth into her flesh, and she clenches her ass. When I release the skin, I lick my teeth marks before pulling her thong away from my destination.
Her pussy.
I let my hands run down the backs of her legs, and like a puppeteer, she spreads them for me. I don’t stop until I touch her heels. My hands glide back up, and this time, I keep going until two fingers part her lips, and I sink them into her pussy. She’s soaking.
“You are a very wet girl,” I say.
She groans as I drive a third finger in, only a few strokes before I pull my fingers out. My cock strains against my pants, and I want to bury myself inside her, but first, I need to taste her. I want her juices all over my face. Using both hands, I spread her ass cheeks as wide as I can and push down on her lower back to give me access to her pussy. I can barely breathe as I eat her out, and she squirms, pushing herself against my face, wanting more.
My cock is a rock, and I can’t take much more. I need more. I twist her around until her back hits the door and bury my face deeper between her legs, hitching one leg over my shoulder to give me even greater access. Years of want have me giving her clit a hard suck before I return to licking and fucking her with my fingers. Her hands drop from the wall to dig into my hair, her fingers tightening around the strands until my scalp burns. The pain has me licking quicker, more determinedly, unable to get enough of her perfect pussy. She’s breathing quickly, squirming under my mouth.
I burrow another finger inside her, moving faster. She cries out, coming hard and fast across my face. The walls of her core clench around my fingers. When her juices coat my face, I slow down and lap up all of her cum.
My cock is a painful rod of steel as I twitch her dress back into place and rise slowly to my feet. I can’t meet her eyes as I pull a handkerchief from my breast pocket and wipe my face and then press it into Carina’s palm. I don’t speak as I open the door and walk silently away.
I thought maybe making her come would settle me. I thought I could taste her again, fuck her, and get her out of my system. She isn’t.
Just having her sweetness on my lips is its own special brand of hell. If I were to sink my cock into her, I might never move again.
I just started the cycle of want all over again.
Chapter 6
Carina
Twelve Years Old
DearDiary,
Francis and I are TWELVE years old today. As per usual, instead of a birthday party, we celebrated with fireworks at the Valachi estate because it’s more important to pretend like we give a massive doody about Independence Day.
Sigh.
At least I got to see Lulu and Vivi and Luca. DIO, Luca Marzano is so HOT. And you will never believe what happened.
When Lulu and I went to get some gelato—their housekeeper makes the best gelato—we overheard Don Valachi and the other fathers discussing MARRIAGE.
Ew. As if.
They want me to marry Angel!
