Page 71 of Ruthless Mafia Daddy

I wrap my other hand around Andre’s neck and hold him against me, craving the heat and weight of his body against mine.

I love the rough sex, especially with how out of control my hormones have been. But part of me also wants to feel cherished.

I know I shouldn’t, but knowing that I have his baby growing inside me has me wanting so much more than a quick fuck in the break room. I need the connection, but I know that if Andre were to find out, he might not hang around.

It means it will hurt even more when the sex is over, and he walks away again. So, for right now, I’m going to make the most of being close to him, in whatever way he’ll let me.

“Andre,” I murmur in his ear as my orgasm starts to build.

I tighten my ankles around his waist, my thighs shaking as my release threatens to take me over the edge.

“I’ve got you, baby,” he whispers against my skin, grazing his teeth over the sensitive flesh between my neck and shoulder.

I arch against him, crying out with pleasure as I come.

Andre wraps an arm around my waist and slams into me, his heavy pants filling my ears and making me shiver.

My orgasm barely finishes before another one builds, and I furiously rub my clit, desperate to come again.

“Another one already?” Andre murmurs against my shoulder, his breath tickling my skin and making me moan.

“Yes,” I practically growl as the frustration grows.

I dig my heels into Andre’s ass, wanting him to move inside me faster, harder.

He doesn’t hold back, his cock slamming into me so hard a flash of pain hits me before transforming into the most glorious pleasure.

I know he’s close as his teeth sink into my skin, his pants turning to grunts.

The sounds are music to my ears, and to know my body makes him feel this way is addictive.

He moves his hand up to cup my face, tilting my chin up to look him in the eyes.

“Come with me,” he demands, his dark eyes filled with such hunger my thighs start to shake with release. “Now, Lila.”

A strangled sound escapes me as I come once more, my pussy clenching so hard around Andre’s cock that he instantly spills inside me as his expression turns to one of pure ecstasy.

I can’t stop the smile that tugs at my lips as his eyes close as he comes down from the high.

I take his face in my hands and press a soft kiss to his lips.

So many words threaten to spill out of my mouth as I look at Andre, the post-orgasm bliss making me want to confess all the feelings I’ve been ignoring. But thankfully, his phone rings, and he’s immediately pulling himself free from me and reaching into his pants pocket.

“Fuck.” He glances at the screen. “I have to go.”

I open my mouth to reply, but Andre’s already tucking himself back into his pants and heading for the door, leaving me naked on the granite countertop as if I’m nothing more than a discarded toy whose owner has outgrown.

He was right, he won again. But that is not the problem. The problem is that I’m starting to think there is no way I’ll ever get out of this little game unharmed.

I never expected to be in this position again, but Andre has more power than I ever anticipated. And willingly or not, I will be the one crushed when all is said and done. Because as much as I tried to avoid it, my heart became somehow involved.

Now I just need to decide how much of it I’m willing to risk.

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ANDRE

“What the fuck do you mean, Rosa is missing?” I stalk outside the office to my car.

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