Page 32 of Mob Princess

“No. I was going to do some research, but it’s not pressing.”

Her lips draw back between her teeth, and she sighs. “You were going to see if you could crack my encryption.”

I neither confirm nor deny.

She closes her eyes, and she appears drained. I feel the way she looks.

“I can’t tell you the code because that would fuck over my family. But I hate keeping this from you. If it were any other family, I know I would confide in you. I just know I would.”

“Shh, little one. Do you want to take a nap before dinner?”

“Yes.” She looks like she wants to say something, but she holds back.

“You’re going to sleep in my arms this afternoon because I don’t plan to let you get any sleep tonight.”

We walk through the suite to the bedroom. The living room doesn’t appear like anyone’s checked in. The bedroom has a small roll aboard suitcase on the folding suitcase rack. It’s closed, so I don’t know if she fully unpacked. I can see a pair of jeans and two shirts hanging in the closet as we walk past. The bathroom is just beyond.

When we come to the bed, I slide my arms around Lina’s waist. I held her during the car ride here after she called someone when we stepped outside the restaurant. I gave her space to cancel her meeting, but it left me staring at Justin and Haydon when they stepped out. They must not have realized we were on the sidewalk. None of us said anything. We just sized each other up. I glowered at Haydon, hoping it would get him to wait at least five minutes before running off to tattle to Ewan. I watched Justin, and he watched me. He’s definitely in love with Lina. He hid it, but that body language reading I do—it was obvious he isn’t pleased I’m where he wishes he could be.

“Cailín, I invited myself over. If you’d rather have space and be alone, I?—”

“No. Don’t go.” She spins in my arms. “I was so relaxed in the car.”

She shakes her head and looks down. She’s so conflicted right now. Reality is crushing her, and she doesn’t know which way to turn. I draw her closer to me, and she sags against me. I don’t know what it is about me to her and her to me. It’s something elemental.

“Sean, why doesn’t any of this bother you?”

“It bothers me a lot. Lina, I rarely show emotion. Not even with my family. It doesn’t mean I don’t feel them. I’ve just—learned not to show it.” I was taught and not with kindness and patience.

“Okay. So, you feel bothered, but you’re still here. Aren’t you worried about what your family’s going to say when they find out?”

I unzip the back of her dress, but I don’t push it down. I let her decide if she wants to be even partly nude in front of me. She hesitates, then kicks off her shoes and lets the dress fall off her shoulders.

“Do you have pajamas?” I practically croak each word.

Hurt and embarrassment flash across her face. She steps back, but I don’t let her go farther than that. I snag her wrist and jerk her back to me. My hands grasp her arse and squeeze until she presses harder against me to get away from my hands. I rock my cock against her before I lift her and guide her legs around my waist. I walk the six steps to the closest wall and trap her between me and it. With one arm under her arse, I yank down her left bra strap. Her tits make my mouth water. I’m ready to devour them in one bite each.

I lean forward and take her left one in my mouth, tonguing her nipple. I suck on it before letting it go. I attach my lips to the inside and suck as hard as I dare. When I’m certain I’ve left a hickey, I squeeze until she whimpers. I move to the outside of her breast and leave another hickey. She hasn’t stopped me, so I move to her right side. When I put my mouth to the top of her tit, I look up. Her gaze is passionate and hungry. She doesn’t stop me as I leave one after another close to her nipple. There are five spread out across the top and sides.

I pull the hair tie from her bun and let her hair tumble down her back before I fist it. I hold her head pulled back as I rake my teeth along the side of her neck until I tug on her earlobe.

“I am going to hide us away for a week. I am going to mark you everywhere and anywhere I want. And that means your neck. I will see them and know you’re mine. They are for my eyes only. I won’t embarrass you with them where anyone else can see them. But I will do it and enjoy knowing I can. You thought I didn’t want to see you naked. I don’t, but not for the reason you think. I’m about a hair’s breadth from tying you to that bed and fucking you every way I can think of. If you don’t put some clothes back on, I will.”

I lower her to the floor and step away. She slips past me, and I turn to watch her. She unfastens her bra and lets it drop to the floor. She pushes down her panties, and I pounce. I have to watch my strength. She’s so light that if I’m not careful, I will hurt her. I wrap my arm around her waist and haul her backward until I can lift her onto the bed. If I wasn’t careful, I would have flung her.

I push her legs wide and have a far better view of her cunt than I did in the cramped backseat. I mark a line up each thigh. I see her breathing grow more rapid. I see her get so wet she’s dripping. When I move to get off the bed, she reaches for me. I roll her onto her belly and land a slap across her arse before rolling her back.

“Do you not remember already? I decide. I will put you exactly how I want you. It isn’t with your hands out to hold me. Cross your wrists and put your hands above your head.”

I pull my tie loose as I toe off my shoes. I’m way too much of an expert at restraining people’s wrists. When I have them secured, her arms straight above her head, I press a kiss to her cheek.

“Baby, what’s your safe word?”

She looks at me. “Tulips.”

The flower festival. I freeze for a moment when I realize how fast that came to her.

“Sean, I’ve been picturing us like this since the funeral. It probably makes me a shitty person because I wanted this before we even left the cemetery. I’ve had time to come up with what I’d use with you. I have never used that with another man.”

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