Page 47 of Ruthless Mafia Daddy

“Lila…” I pump my cock faster, my grip almost painful as my release starts to build at the base of my spine.

As if she can hear me call her name, she leans back on her hands, arching her back as she rolls her neck as if to release some built-up tension.

There are plenty of better ways I could help with that issue. I itch to barge into her office and get on my knees for her. Have her throw her legs over my shoulders as I sink my tongue inside her pussy, licking her until she’s begging for release.

The phantom taste of her on my tongue has me working myself to the point of climax.

I reach for the box of tissues on my desk, knowing that there’s no stopping it now, not when I’m thinking of nothing but Lila’s glistening sex as she comes on my tongue.

My balls tighten as I flick my wrist, rubbing the slick head of my cock.

My hips buck as I spill into the tissue, a strangled noise escaping my lips as I watch Lila lift her arms above her head and stretch.

My eyes flutter closed for a moment as I pump every last drop of cum from my cock before sagging back in my chair, panting as I come down from the high.

Footsteps sound down the hall, and I glance down at the sodden tissue in my left hand, my still hard cock in my right.

I hastily clean myself up and am just tucking myself back into my pants when my office door opens, and my new assistant walks in.

“Mr. De Luca, I have the file you asked for?—”

“Don’t you know how to fucking knock?” I slam the hand that had moments before been wrapped around my cock onto the desk.

Ally, I think that’s her name, jumps, her cheeks reddening as she looks at me with wide eyes, clutching the gray folder to her chest.

“I-I’m so s-sorry?—”

I shake my head, holding up a finger to silence her.

“You’re fired.”

“Please—”

“If you are incompetent enough to not even knock on my office door, then you’re not fit to work for me.”

“It’ll never happen again.” Ally’s voice shakes.

“You’re right, it won’t. Because you’re fired. Now get the hell out of my office.”

Tears well in Ally’s eyes, and a pang of regret hits me at acting so abruptly, but I stay silent as I watch her drop the file on my desk with a shaking hand before exiting my office.

“Fuck.” I run my hands through my hair.

This whole business with Lila has got me so worked up. I need to get my shit together before I do something way worse than jacking off behind my desk and exploding at my assistant.

I reach into the top drawer of my desk and pull out a small gold pendant on a long chain—a heart made with rose quartz.

It glimmers in the light shining through the window, and my heart aches as I turn the heart over between my thumb and forefinger.

“What am I going to do with you?”

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LILA

This can’t be happening.

There’s no way in hell Andre De Luca is my boss.

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