Page 63 of Mafie Queen


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“But I’m not okay.”

A sob wracks through my body as guilt consumes my chest. Her body relaxes into me, and she pulls me closer to her with my head resting over her belly, the touch of her skin against mine, calming me.

We stay like that for a minute, just holding each other and trying to find our way back once again. I pulled her from the edge when she got back, now I need her to do it for me. I don’t ever want to be one to lose control. Especially not with her.

“Tell me what you need from me.” She’s so quiet that I can barely hear her over the water trickling from the showerhead.

“Punish me.”

I can feel her stiffen in my grip, but I stay put. I’m on my knees for her, right where I belong.

“Please, Lucky Charm.”

“Lev I don’t…” I squeeze her tighter, showing her it’s okay. “Alright.”

Her hands move from my hair to my back, rubbing soothing circles as she thinks.

“Get up and sit on the bench. Only good boys get to be under the warm spray.”

I do as she says, standing to move to the bench. The shock of my ass hitting the cold tiles causes some of the ache over what I did to subside, and I feel like I can breathe a bit easier. Leaning back, I watch her face as she thinks. Admiring her beauty never gets old for me. She watches me closely as she washes her hair and body.

My dick grows painfully hard as she runs the pads of her fingers over her breasts, kneading them. Bubbles trail down between her thighs and my eyes follow their path, making my cock jerk in anticipation.

“Eyes on me, cupcake. You don’t deserve a treat yet.”

Well fuck, my girl got into this quickly.

I do as she says, locking my gaze with hers. She tries to tempt me by sliding her hands between her legs and massaging herself with her fingers. I nearly break when she lets out a sultry moan.

“You’re such a good listener,” she says once she’s rinsed off. Goosebumps appear all over my body from the cool air and her little teasing show, but I’m not going to complain. This is exactly what I asked for.

Her wet fingers trail over my cheek, causing me to shudder. Then, they fall to my straining cock and she flicks my piercing. The move makes me jump and she laughs.

“You’re fun to play with, Ghost. Now, go grab a towel and sit on the bed. I’ll be right there.”

I nod and get up to follow her instructions, but she grabs my arm and pulls me in for a kiss. I know the two sides of herself are at war right now—trying to figure out how to do this for me while still being herself. And I love her for it.

“Now, go.” She slaps my ass, the water only adding a bite to the burn.By the fucking stars I hope it left a mark.

Water from my hair drips down my body as I climb onto the bed, laying out a towel so I don’t get her sheets wet. She takes her time, making me wait with my dick hard and my body nearly shivering. But when she finally emerges, I swear the room grows ten degrees hotter.

She’s wearing a sheer black bra that shows off every inch of her nipples with matching underwear. But the worst part, or the best depending on how hard your dick is, has to be the lace-up black boots that come up to her knee.

“Fuck,” I breathe as she gets closer. I can barely keep my jaw off the floor at the sight of her.

Gone is the shiver from the temperature. Now, my body is trembling for all new reasons. My dick is aching to be touched. If I could tear my eyes away from her right now, I’m sure I’d see my cock continuing to swell, if that’s even possible.

The tattoo I gave her is on full display, perfectly framed by the thong and boots. Nothing on this entire planet has ever looked hotter, not even a damn volcano could measure up to her heat.

“Laney made me buy some outfits to wear with you guys.” She turns, allowing me to admire the lack of anything but a string to cover her perfect ass. “What do you think?”

My mouth opens to answer, but there aren’t words. She’s not just perfect, that’s way too simple. Evie looks like the alluring mystery of the night combined with a deadly, seductive assassin. Precum leaks from the head of my dick just at the sight of her. She notices too.

“I guess that answers my question. Maybe you need a little help tonight.”

I tilt my head at her, but she grins in a way that reminds me all too much of Damien. She reaches into the drawer beside her bed.

“Laney also knows a lot about toys. I originally planned to use this one with Damien.” She holds up a thick black ring. “But I think this might be more fitting.

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