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I don’t care if it feels like my throat is being strangled from the inside, nor that my eyes are watering. I want to taste more of him.
When I hear him grip the counter hard, I stop and come up for air.
We smirk at one another as he raises me back onto the counter.
Our sex are inches from one another. It makes my chest weak to think about him being inside me.
I stare him in the eyes as I grab his cock and guide him past that threshold. It’s like a puzzle piece that doesn’t fit. It’s been a whole year.
Again, I don’t care.
A little pain is good when it’s surrounded by this much pleasure.
“Fuck yes,” I gasp, and then moan. I don’t care if Sabrina hears me.
Actually, I want her to hear me. Everyone should know how good it is to be fucked by the future underworld boss.
I can’t help what I’m attracted to.
I can’t help that I cum to my warden.
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A half hour later we’re lying in bed together, naked.
I’m exhausted and satisfied, and he’s proud.
I rub my hand over his chest while I rest in his nook. “You won’t give me up to the Russians?”
He looks over at me without moving his head. “I’m insulted you even have to ask.”
“I’m not a mind reader, Donny. Especially not with a big time killer like yourself.”
He sniffs, amused. “You paint me to be a monster.”
“My monster,” I add, grabbing at his skin.
He nods.
A few seconds of silence comes between us. But I don’t let time linger. There are questions that need answering. “Your father. He’ll never allow—”
“You let me worry about my father.”
My legs go weak. If I were standing, they might’ve buckled. “And the Russians? Weren’t they promised a Rigiano princess? There’s only one of those.”
His lips twist. He knows I know about the hard obstacles he has to overcome to keep me. “I have a plan for that.”
I let out a sigh of relief. A plan sounds good.
“But you’re not going to like it,” he says.
A rush of heat flushes my face. “Tell me anyway.”
He looks to the ceiling, eyes darting as if he’s in a whirlwind of thought. “We’re going to show up to the auction. It’s more of a drug drop-off. The birds are just consolation prizes to wet the high bidders’ beaks. Nonetheless, you’re right. They will be expecting a Rigiano princess. So you’ll have to ride in.”
I clench my claws into his skin.
He’s right. I don’t like this plan. The squeeze he gives me keeps me from spiraling into a panic.
