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“No.” His eyes narrow, he slips his hand inside my yoga pants and beneath the lace of my thong to slip a finger through my folds, the instant he feels how wet I am for him he growls.
“Ask your fucking question now so I can fuck you.” A moan slips past my lips as he pushes a single digit inside my wet hole. I grip the front of his shirt in my hold to keep me steady as he pushes in and out of me. “Focus baby.” He whispers against the shell of my ear.
“Are…Will.” I clear my throat and try to form a coherent thought as he inflicts the most beautiful torture on my body. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me and loves how easily he is able to distract me. “Are you going to let Chanel kill me?” He licks the shell of my ear and then shifts his face so his lips ghost over mine, he knows when he does this it drives me fucking crazy.
“No. I’ll be the only one hurting you, and the thing I plan to hurt right now is this pussy, so are we done arguing?”
“Fuck.” I rasp out when he presses the pad of thumb against my clit, if he thinks this is an argument he is sorely mistaken. Getting the answer I hoped for I press my lips to his when his tongue pushes past my lips drawing a strangled moan from me at the taste of him. I cup him through his jeans and relish in the hiss that escapes him, there is something empowering about being able to bring a powerful man like him to climax.
“Get this shit off now and get on the bed.” He demands as he breaks the kiss, I strip for him loving the way his eyes drink in every inch of my skin sending shivers down my spine. Once I’m on the bed he grips his shirt from the back of his neck and yanks it over his head, I watch transfixed as he removes his jeans and moan at the sight of his cock hard and ready for me. He crawls up my body, peppering kisses all over me until he reaches my mouth, he sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and bites down on it lightly before releasing it. I push against his chest until he switches positions with me, I straddle him and grip his cock lining it up with my entrance. He cups my tits, flicking his thumbs over my nipples, I can’t go slow I need him to make me come and mark me as his once again. I slam down onto him, we both cry out in unison.
“Fuck yes.” I growl as I place my hands on his pecs for leverage as I begin to bounce up and down on his cock, he tries to grip my waist to slow me down but I knock his hands away needing this orgasm more than I need breath. “Fuck, Royal…please.” I don’t know what I’m begging for but I just need more. He wraps his arms around me and shuffles off the bed, he moves my legs so they are thrown over his shoulders and glides across the room until I’m pressed against the wall. He kisses me as he glides his cock in and out of me, I love it when he fucks me like this.
“I want you to come all over my cock.” He orders.
“Yes, fuck me just like that.” I cry out as he continues to rub his piercing against that sweet spot inside me. I grips his arms for support as I feel my orgasm building.
“Get there baby, I’m gonna cum.” He grits out through clenched teeth, one more thrust and then I’m screaming his name loud enough for everyone in the house to hear, he follows me over the edge roaring my name. He gently shifts me so my legs are around his waist and grips my ass as I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. I feel his cock twitch inside me and smile against his mouth earning a swift slap to my ass.
“Royal.” I screech. I love it when he looks at me like this, in this bedroom he isn’t the Don of the Memento Mori or the heir to the Murdoch Mafia he’s just… My Royal. “I love you.” The moment the words are blurted out of my mouth he freezes, I tense and stare down at him in horror. Seconds pass with neither of us saying a word, I open my mouth to retract what I just said but nothing comes out.
Banging on the door has us both looking that way. “Royal, we got a location.” I can’t tell if it’s Havoc or Chaos that spoke.
“Give me a minute and I’ll be out.” He calls back, he places me on my feet and I race to the bathroom and slam the door closed behind me. I look at myself in the mirror and shake my head, I’m such a fucking fool! Those three stupid fucking words are going to ruin everything and I have no one else to blame but myself, why the fuck did I have to go and do something stupid like fall in love with the Don of Miami.
ROYAL
I love you…
Those three words and the look on her face have been playing on repeat in my head for the past three hours. I’ve been distracted and that isn’t a good fucking thing when my dad has agreed to let me take lead on this mission. Benny, Terry, Marco, Sin, Knight, Vin, dad and the twins are all in my office as we go over all the routes to block Emilio from escaping.
“Royal?” I snap my head up to face me dad, his eyes are narrowed and I can see he’s pissed off. “Did you hear me?” I cut a glance to Chanel for a clue as to what he said but even she is looking at me with a worried frown on her face.
“Uh…” I rub the back of my neck not sure how to answer.
“All of you out now, I need a minute with my son.” Sin shoots me an apologetic look as she follows the others out of the room, the second the door is closed he asks. “What the fuck is going on?”
“Nothing.” I clip out.
“Bullshit, your head isn’t in this and if I have to, I’ll sit your ass out of this because you will be a liability to everyone.” I slam my hands down on my desk.
“Like fuck! This is my team and my call, not yours.” He leans over my desk to get right in my face.
“Then show me you can fucking lead and not have your head up your ass.”
“Fuck.” I snarl and drop back into my chair scrubbing a hand down my face.
“Where’s your head at because it isn’t on this mission, Royal?” I slump back in my chair and sigh, Dad drops into one of the seats in front of my desk and waits for me to answer.
I decide to confide in my old man for the first time in my life. “Erika told me she loved me.” His brows raise as he leans back in his chair.
“You didn’t say it back, did you?” I shoot him a deadpan look that has him laughing lightly and shaking his head.
“This shit isn’t funny.” I growl.
“Nothing to do with a woman is ever funny, son. I’m only laughing because something similar happened between me and your mother.” That captures my attention and has me sitting up taller.
“Tell me.” I push.
