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I walk over to him and place my hand on his upper arm. His muscles strain beneath his long-sleeved dress shirt. “My men are here to fix your door,” I repeat in a low voice. “I need you to come by the house tomorrow with that list.”

“You’ll be waiting for a while then,” I chuckle

“Are you sure you want to do this the hard way?” Miller straightens to his full height. “I warned you,” I say as I point my finger at him while walking away backwards.

I turn to leave and Jeremy starts saying something, but I lift my hand over my head halting him from continuing. G is waiting by the car. “Another one of the boys is coming to help.” He juts his chin toward my man working on the door.

“Get a team here to watch the house.”

“Jesus, Frankie. You really think he’s worth all this trouble?” I lift a brow and purse my lips together. “Whatever you want, boss.” I slide into the back of the car, and G sidles up beside me.

“I told you; no one touches him.”

“Understood.”

I’ll find out who’s after Miller, and I’ll fucking kill them.

Chapter 13

Jeremy

Her brown eyes look up at me and my heart skips a damn beat. Fuck, she’s beautiful on her knees. “Look at how perfect you are. On your knees, taking my cock like such a good girl.” She tries to smile, but my cock is stretching her lips as it is.

I lace my fingers through her unruly curls and buck into her mouth. “That’s it, take all of me.” Her lips touch my balls as I jam my cock down her throat. Her eyes water and she gags while I fuck her mouth. “Ride your fingers while I fuck your mouth.”

She pulls off of my cock and lifts her fingers to lick. “Like this?” she asks as she opens her legs further and fingers herself. “Mmm. Feels so good.” She rolls her eyes closed and nibbles on her lower lip while her hand brings her pleasure.

I step forward, grab her chin and force her mouth to open. “Fuck me with this whore mouth of yours.” I shove my cock between her lips and grab her head between my hands. “Fuck me until you choke, you horny slut.”

Her groans of pleasure are sending me crazy. I want her to moan for me, to call out with her mouth full of my cock for me. I want it; I want her. “Mmm,” she murmurs as I continue to fuck her perfect mouth. God, I want to gag her with my cum.

“Choke.” I fuck her face, my hips speeding while the blood pumps through my veins ferociously. “My cum needs to spill out of your mouth.”

Her fingers quicken and her eyes roll to the back of her head. Sweat rolls down my back forcing my shirt to cling to my body.

She’s perfectly naked, I’m still in my suit. I want this to last forever. Hell, a part of me wants Zac to walk in and catch Frankie DeLuca – mob queen ? naked and on her knees in my office. I want the world to know that the deadly mob boss has her mouth full of my cock.

“Fucking whore,” I spit as my balls draw up. “Fuck those fingers, I want your cum to drip on my floor.”

My heart rate increases and my throat constricts.

“That’s it.”

My eyes snap open and I’m staring at the ceiling in my room. I’m covered in sweat and my hand is holding my cock. “What the fuck?” The bedding has been thrown off and my cock is now limp in my hand that’s covered in streams of cum. “Fuck,” I grumble and lift my hand to place it on the mattress.

I close my eyes for a second, hoping to catch the look in her eyes before that dream totally disappears.

With the dream – or maybe a fantasy ? now completely gone, I stand from my bed and head into the shower.

The hot stream of water is a welcome distraction from the intense and lifelike dream I had. Would Frankie allow me to fuck her mouth with vigor and force? Would she let me tie her body and mark her beautiful skin until all that’s left are marks from my hand? Could she be the one who loves to accept the pain I’m wanting to give her?

She’s not the type of woman who’d take direction. Hell, she barges into my home and refuses to leave until she’s ready.

I lean my arm on the wall and close my eyes, allowing the hot water to wash over me. I hate how Frankie DeLuca is affecting me. Hate it with a passion.

She’s not someone I should be thinking about, not in that way. Instead, I should be focusing on ways to get rid of her and her entire organization.

Fuck, how the hell do I get rid of someone who’s so well connected?

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