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He pops two fingers into his mouth, the ones that were just buried inside me and sucks, his cheeks hollowing. My insides clench because holy hell it’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. A long minute later, he slowly draws them out, his tongue circling the tips. “Mmm. I need to finish myself off before my balls explode. Those noises, Rosa, I could come from them alone.”
A shiver of excitement races down my spine. I have no doubt I could come again. Just one look at that huge cock and I’m ready for him. No. No. NO. I push the lusty thoughts down. This was a one-time deal. A Christmas present which I totally deserved after the shitty week I’ve had.
“You should soak for a little longer,” he says over his shoulder. “When you’re ready, I’ll see you out in the living room.”
“You have another surprise for me, D?”
He scoffs. “Remember what I said about managing your expectations?”
I smirk. The truth is that the hard mob boss hasn’t been at all what I’d expected.
“It’s a surprise, but it’s not from me.”
“I’ll take it then.”
He closes his hand around the doorknob then pauses and slants a glance in my direction. “That was just a taste, sweetheart. If you ever decide to reconsider your ultimatum, I can promise I really would ruin you for anyone else.”
Before I can get a word out, he whips the door open, slips through the crack and slams it shut behind him.
I sink into the warm water and bury my head in my hands. What the hell have I gotten myself into it?
* * *
Once I’m back in my red sweater dress, hair blown out once again, a familiar, sweet voice has me sprinting toward the living room. Dante is sitting on the leather couch with his laptop across his legs. A hint of disappointment fills my chest as I discover the source of that voice.
Dante spins the MacBook in my direction, and Stella’s smiling face fills the screen.
“Merry Christmas, Rose!” She waves excitedly and despite the disappointment of not getting to see my best friend in person, I can’t help the smile from stretching across my face.
I sink into the couch beside Dante and commandeer the laptop. “Stells! I’ve missed you so much!”
“Me too. I’m so sorry I’ve been MIA. I wish I could be there with you celebrating the holiday like last year.”
I nod as images of our last Christmas together float to the surface. Her drunkass dad had passed out before lunch, and Stella and I had exchanged homemade gifts and eaten leftover lasagna. Thank goodness for her neighbor, Mrs. DeVito, who at least always kept us well-fed.
“It’s okay,” I muster. “Dante’s been pretty decent.”
Luca’s face fills the screen, and he eyes his brother. “He has?”
“Of course, I have.” His thigh brushes mine, and tiny stabs of electricity dart up my leg.
“Thank you, Dante, for taking care of my best friend.”
He nods roughly then averts his gaze.
“How’s everything going in New York?” Luca asks.
“Fucking fantastic.” Dante rolls his eyes. “Damned Red Dragons are more stubborn than you—”
“Uh, uh, uh.” Stella waggles her finger. “It’s Christmas day, this is not turning into a work conversation. You guys can talk about all that crap on your own time.” She smiles at her fiancé sweetly, and the man’s resolve crumbles. Gawd, she really does have the retired mob boss completely wrapped around her pussy. “So, what do you guys have planned for today?”
“Well, Dante was supposed to have a date with Caroline and her rich daddy,” I chime in.
He shoots me a narrowed glare over the top of the screen.
“You cancelled?” Luca asks.
“Yeah, I’m all stuffy right now, feeling a little under the weather.”
