Page 85 of Mob Princess

The more I transfer the crushing weight to his broader shoulders, the more aroused I become. I grind my clit against his muscular thigh. I’m so fucking close.

“Come for me, little one.”

“I’m almost there.”

“I know. You’re going to come because I’m letting you.”

I shift to rest on my right forearm as my left arm reaches across him, my hand on the mattress to brace myself. His hands finally grasp my ass as I ride his leg.

“Who do you belong to, cailín?”

“You.” It’s exhilarating to say.

“Who protects you?”

“You.” Something deep in my mind is trying to break through.

“Who cares about you?”

“You.”

“Who’s going to look after you?”

“You.”

Our gazes meet. I suck in a breath as I clench my ass. My head tilts back as I rub harder and faster.

“May I come?”

“Who am I?”

“Nounours.”

“Who else?”

I look back at him as my eyes open. There’s an answer we both want, and I believe we’re thinking the same thing. Fuck. It’s so hot to think it.

“Who, cailín? Say it.” His hand lands across my ass.

I open my mouth to, but I come. My entire body tenses as I strain to keep the bliss going. His hands grip my ass tighter. His fingers dip between my ass cheeks, pressing near a place that’s even more intimate than my cunt.

“Say. It. Little. Girl.”

“Daddy.”

My arms give out, and I barely catch myself before I land on him. I roll to give him space, but his hand lands across my ass. It’s not hard. It’s playful. We watch each other as though we’re not sure if what I just said was real.

“Lina, I’m still not your Dom. I’m not and never have been nor ever want to be a real Daddy Dom. That isn’t the type of taking care of you I mean. I don’t think that’s the type of care you want to receive.”

“It’s not. But all the things I said earlier are the things someone would expect a guardian or caretaker to provide. I don’t think that word makes me a Little. I’m not. I think it’s something between us, and I don’t see it as being all that different from the way Latin American women can use the word papí. Maybe I’m wrong about that, but that’s my impression.”

“If I get too controlling, tell me. I’m not inflexible about anything but your safety. I will not budge on that. Lina, my word is law for that.”

“I know. We both know I’m not new to this life or safety protocols. I’m used to rules and restrictions for my wellbeing and others. You know how the mob works here in the U.S. You know what Ewan and his men are capable of. You’ve been dealing with them for a lot longer than I have and in ways I never have. I’ll obey, Daddy.”

I grin, and he purses his lips. I give him the kiss he wants as I slide my hand up his leg to his cock. I’ve felt how hard he’s been since he became conscious. It’s waned to half mast, but now he’s solid titanium. I wrap my hand around him.

“Will you let me pleasure you now?”

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