Page 117 of My Mafia Daddy


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I hoist myself upwards until I’m on my knees and Owen sidles up behind me.

His hands grab at me, twisting my nipples, scratching my torso, pinching my clit.

I love that just as much as I adore the feeling of his body pressed up against me from behind. Just as much as I adore the grunts of desire in my ears.

The tension swirls up in my body, curling my toes, stiffening my thighs. I gasp loudly as all the veins in my body seem to fizz with passion all at once.

Again, Owen has my body soaring to another plane of existence.

Only this time, I feel like everything is different… everything is new.

I’m no longer kidnapped. I’m a free woman, choosing this man.

Actively wanting this man. Everything about him, good and bad. Past, present, and future too.

The tsunami of bliss hits me hard, knocking me forward. Thank God Owen has his arms around me, keeping me up right, or I would have hit my head.

Not that the pain would have affected me.

It might have made everything better.

Although as I gasp and cry out with pleasure, with the burning hot bliss ricocheting through me, causing me to soar, I don’t know if anything could be better than this.

I’m burning hot, trembling all over, shaking from head to toe as the endless waves keep on coming.

I can feel Owen behind me, shuddering with the intensity of the orgasm, but I can hardly focus on that. Not when I’m drowning in the waters of pleasure. Not when I’m overwhelmed by everything related to this man. He consumes me in the best way possible. I want to be devoured by him, filled up by him, every single day of the rest of my life.

I hope desperately that this is the way it stays forever.

Eventually, we collapse onto the sheets, entangled with one another, desperately trying to catch our breath as Owen uncuffs me and kisses me all over.

All I want to do is lie here in this man’s arms and forget about the rest of the world.

But it seems like the world has other ideas.

Ring, ring… Ring, ring… Ring, ring…

“Oh God, it’s my dad.”

I see Owen’s expression change.

I’m sure he’s freaked out by my dad, but I really do think that given time, everything will be fine. We all just need to adjust to everything that’s happening now.

It’ll take a bit of time, that’s all.

“Hi, Dad,” I answer, somehow managing to sound all calm and collected, like we haven’t just rocked one another’s world. “You good?”

“Yeah, Emma, I want to talk to you about your… situation.”

Uh oh, that doesn’t sound good. My heart stops beating for a moment.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I want you and Owen to come to a family dinner this weekend. So we can get to know him properly. I think we should be allowed to know the man who kidnapped you.”

“Whosavedme, Dad. From Vinnie and Hudson. Other people too, probably.”

“Saved you. Sure, whatever. So, can we expect you?”

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