Page 58 of Gorgeous Villain (Marchetti Mafia)

As she comes, I suck on the sensitive skin of her thigh before burying myself in her pussy and licking up her wetness. She collapses on my face and catches her breath.

I smack her ass before grabbing her hair in my fist. “Suck me, princess, and then I want you to swallow every drop of my cum.”

Her pace starts slow. I fall on my back and enjoy her mouth. It’s wet and hot and perfect.

My blood pressure rises. I hold her ass down, and she struggles to breathe as I fuck her face, feeding her every inch of my cock. Her jaw is more relaxed than it was in Italy. She’s getting comfortable with me.

“Look up, princess,” I say. “Eyes on the mirror, so you can watch yourself suck this cock.”

She moans and holds herself up with her palms, and I love that she can see herself deep-throating my dick.

“I’m so close,” I pant.

My stomach muscles clench when I release in her mouth.

“Take it all, princess,” I say. “I can’t hold your mouth open, so you’d better make sure that a drop of cum doesn’t go anywhere but that sweet mouth that sucks me so good.”

She shivers at my praise.

When I’m certain she’s sucked every drop from my cock, she slides her knees along my blazer. I hold her wrist to help her up before bringing myself to my feet. I lick my lips, savoring the taste of her, and adjust her skirt back into place.

“Leave with me.” My request shocks us both.

I see the temptation on her face, but she shakes her head.

“I wish,” she says in a low tone before biting her lip and smoothing a hand over her shirt. “We’ve already been gone long enough. Bruno will for sure know something is up when he sees me like this.”

She’s right.

Gigi looks like she’s been thoroughly fucked—albeit face-fucked, but still.

Her hair is messy, her face hot, her skin red, and her makeup smudged.

I pull up my pants, and while buckling them, I press my lips to hers, hoping it’ll help put her at ease. If Bruno catches us, thenhe catches us. If Cristian finds out, then he does. Even though it’d be bad timing since I’m dealing with Vinny’s shit, I’d never make her face the repercussions of being with me alone.

“If he gives you trouble, call me,” I tell her.

She runs her hand along my arm and kisses me and pulls back when her Apple watch beeps.

“A text from Natalia. She said I’d better get my ass back to the restroom before Bruno calls my father.”

Her watch beeps again.

“I have to go,” she rushes out.

“I’ll call you tonight. Keep your burner close.” I kiss the top of her head.

We hold hands as I walk her out of the mirror maze, and when we go our separate ways, I hate the harsh truth that hits me. Gigi is taking me over, and it’ll be the fight of my life making her mine.

12

“Leave with me.”

I replay Antonio’s words in my mind on my walk back to the restroom. Bruno asks me what the fuck I was up to, and I refuse to answer him. Natalia shoots me a nervous look.

I feel bad putting her in that position.

Well, technically, it was Antonio who did, but I could’ve stopped him.

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