Page 81 of Vicious Heir


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Stepping up as boss and changing the way I run things mean I need to meet up with the Fiore family as well. The Fiores are a crime syndicate we have an allyship with in New York. They’ve remained neutral ever since our falling-out with the DeSantises back in 2012, and now I need to inform them of our structural change, as well as our new partnership.

I’ve set up the back of the plane for just Evelina and me, while Giana, Dante, Matteo, Dom, and Leo Gallo are up in the front. A few more members of the DeSantis family are coming on their own private jet tomorrow to see Giana and Dante get married, but they both made it known they didn’t want some elaborate thing happening. They want a shotgun wedding with only a few guests, and after all that happened with the two of them, separately and together, I can see why.

I run my palm from Evelina’s knee up her thigh, and she looks over at me and smiles, placing her hand over mine. She bites down on that plump bottom lip of hers, and I’ve come to realize she does this whenever she’s feeling playful.

“Niccolò,” she whispers, shaking her head. “Don’t start.”

Those pregnancy hormones of hers are no fucking joke.

It’s been three days since we were together in her shop, and we’ve fucked so many times, my cock is fucking sore, begging me for a goddamn break.

But I’ll never turn my viper down.

I can’t get enough of her.

I continue sliding my hand up her thigh to where her legs are parted, her form-fitting leggings molding to her skin and keeping her perfect pussy just out of my reach.

Instead of moving my hand up and under her waistband, I cup her pussy through the black fabric and then start to slide my finger up and down her slit.

“Already wet for me, Evelina,” I say as her cheeks heat with desire. “You’re gonna leave a sweet little wet spot for me, aren’t you?”

“Niccolò…” she warns.

I thumb her clit, and she immediately starts panting.

“That friction feels good, doesn’t it, baby? What do you think about me fucking your pussy with my fingers right here where anyone could walk back here?”

She gazes ahead to where the rest of our party is within view, none of them paying attention to us. Not currently, anyways.

I look back at my girl, and her eyes flash with something. Defiance, maybe?

She grabs onto my wrist as I continue running my fingers playfully up and down her slit, stopping to give her pulsating clit the attention I know she’s craving. When she pushes my hand more forcefully against her, my cock hardens in my pants, and I let out an unintentional groan as I bring my head down to her neck and suck on the tender flesh.

“My dirty fucking girl. You want this as bad as I do.”

She nods, her eyes on our friends as my fingers find her waistband, and then she bucks against my hand. Unable to go slow, or gently, I thrust two fingers into her drenched pussy, curling them at the angle I’ve learned drives her fucking insane.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she hisses through clenched teeth, her brows drawing together as she pushes her head against the headrest.

“Tell me what you want, Evelina.”

A quiet whimper leaves her lips as she rolls her hips.

The look on her face is enough to bring me to my fucking knees. I want to drop to them, get in front of her, and devour her like a goddamn starving man. Want to give her the pleasure she fucking deserves, right here, right now.

“You want me to lick your pretty pussy, viper? Right now?”

She nods, my little fucking freak.

I do just as I said, stepping over in front of her, dropping to my knees, and yanking her leggings and panties down in one quick motion.

“Quick,” she says. “Do it quick.”

I look up and smile at her, seeing her eyes are still glued on everyone up front. I know how badly she wants this but how fucking terrified she is of someone catching us, and it only fucking furthers my aching need for her.

I get lost inside of her, licking and sucking and fucking her with my tongue until she’s so far gone she can no longer keep herself in check. She grabs onto my hair, pulling until it’s fucking painful, and each time she stifles a whimper or moan, she yanks on my hair. I suck her clit between my teeth, and she comes completely undone, writhing and bucking at my face as she comes all over me, making a mess out of my face and her leggings—even the seat.

“Come on, come on!” she squeals as she quickly pulls her pants back up.

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