Page 24 of The Underboss


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I poured myself a scotch, tossing back the entire contents then pouring a double. For some insane reason, I remained cognizant of her age, grabbing a water bottle. I had no idea why I’d suddenly grown a conscience, other than the last thing I wanted to do was to rip her entire world apart.

You mean stealing her virginity?

That I didn’t mind doing. Smirking, I took the stairs two at time, half expecting her to be hiding behind a piece of furniture. Instead, she’d propped several pillows against the headboard, giving me a saucy look the moment I returned. She’d tucked the sheet under her arms, covering her breasts.

“Bad girl. You won’t cover yourself from me. Ever.” I ripped the sheet down, enjoying the sight of her pebbled nipples.

When I handed her the water, her wicked expression turned into a slight pout. Since she refused to take the bottle from my hand, I rolled the cold plastic across one nipple, issuing a harsh growl from the way she yanked it from my fingers.

I took a gulp of my drink before sitting down. Then I lowered my head, pressing my lips against hers, encouraging them to open. As I drained the gulp into her mouth, she brushed her fingers down my arm. Her touch could set the world on fire.

At least my world.

I rolled her lips open and closed, allowing her to swallow then thrusting my tongue inside. I cupped her breasts, kneading the tender tissue, plucking her nipples as the kiss turned into an explosion of heat between us.

As she moaned into the kiss, I captured the sound, savoring the way her body trembled from my touch. I could do this for hours on end. Unable to help myself, I slipped my hand under the sheets to her thighs, daring to roll the tip of my index finger around her clit. Then I pressed it inside, using the exact same motions stroking her sweet pussy as I did with my tongue teasing her mouth.

She writhed, her moans increasing, now so intoxicating I was in a full state of arousal. My balls ached, my cock throbbing. I would need to fill her again at least once if not more.

After pulling my hand free, I broke the kiss, only long enough to drive my finger into her mouth. “Suck me, baby. I want you to taste the combination of our sweet sin.”

Chrissy wrapped her fingers around my wrist, holding my arm in place as she sucked and licked my finger. There was such reverence on her face, as if she’d just dropped into a moment of pure heaven.

Fuck me, I was becoming obsessed with her. I didn’t want another man to ever be able to touch her. Hell, I felt like buying a chastity belt, requiring her to wear one when she wasn’t with me. The thought was pure evil.

“Mmm…” she moaned, her eyelids now half closed as she pumped my finger in her mouth.

“Jesus,” I muttered, yanking my hand free then crushing my mouth over hers once again. The taste was even sweeter, so much so I was almost blind from the raging desire that continued to build like wildfire.

She pressed her hand against my chest, digging her nails into my bare skin. Then she raked them down by several inches and the burn I felt was delicious. For an innocent little bird, she sensed exactly what I craved.

I eased back by a few inches, nipping her lip then taking a swig of my drink.

“You carry a gun,” she said as she studied me.

After swallowing, I shifted, leaning back against the headboard and crossing my legs. “A requirement.”

“Hmmm… You’re not military.”

“How do you know?”

“Your tattoos. You have too many and they represent something much darker than the team members you’re drilled into protecting.”

“Wow,” I said, allowing a slight chuckle. “Then what am I?”

“Well, it’s obvious you’ve killed people in your line of work.” She’d tipped her head in my direction, a sly grin on her face. “You’re not allowed to lie to me either.”

I took another deep breath, uncertain whether she was testing me. I doubted she’d expect a truthful answer. Why not give her one? “Yes, Chrissy. I’ve killed several men in my life, but I’d consider them the kind of scum of the earth who deserved it.”

“You’re not an assassin.”

“In some worlds, I would be considered that, but I don’t do perform my duties for money.”

“Family honor and protection then.”

Another laugh popped to the surface. “Very true. I would do anything to protect my family and those I care about, including ending someone’s life. There is no question and no guilt. Does that make me a sinner? Of that I have no doubt.”

“Hmmm… That makes you judge and jury.”

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