Page 8 of Ruthless Mafia Daddy

“It really knocked my confidence. I mean, what is wrong with me that I wasn’t enough, you know? Besides, after the pain of going through that, it took me this long to even think about going on a date.”

My blood is boiling. There is nothing wrong with her and this prick made her feel less than. If I knew who this guy was, I’d pay him a very painful visit.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that. He was an imbecile to think he could do any better than you.” I trail a finger down her cheek and tuck her hair behind her ear.

She instantly leans into my touch, her lips parting slightly.

My face gets closer to hers. “Because you are the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.”

Lila rolls her eyes, but from the way her cheeks heat, and a flush creeps across her chest, I know she likes what she is hearing. And if Dirk the dick and her cheating boyfriend are her standard, she needs to be told badly.

“Are you always so forward, Andre?” She raises her eyebrows.

Fuck if my name on her lips doesn’t make my cock twitch in my pants.

“I’m just being honest, sweetheart,” I say. “And trust me, this is not forward.”

“No?”

“No.” I lean forward. My right hand is still tangled in her hair, and I move my left one to her waist, squeezing softly. “Would you like me to be more forward?”

Her breath hitches, and my mouth twitches.

I glance down at her chest, reveling in the swell of her breasts as they rise and fall with each breath.

It’s clear to me now that she’s not wearing a bra as her nipples start to peak beneath her dress, and my fucking mouth waters.

I lean in further until my lips graze her cheek.

“Say the word, Lila,” I whisper.

A choked sound escapes her, but she tilts her head back, exposing the smooth skin of her neck to me, a silent invitation.

I run my nose along her cheek and down her jaw, breathing deeply.

I want nothing more than to run my tongue over her entire body, but I’m all too aware of the very busy bar surrounding us. Not that it would bother me. I’ve done way worse in a booth than make out.

But from what little Lila has offered me, she’s a little more reserved. She’s been hurt and isn’t quick to offer up her heart because of it.

That suits me fine. I’m not looking for anything other than a night of passionate sex.

I’d never seen her before, and chances are, after tonight, I’ll never see her again, so I want to take my time and do things right by her.

I lick up the column of Lila’s neck, moaning at the taste of her skin.

My cock hardens, straining against the zipper on my pants, but I have to play this right.

I don’t want to scare her off, and I think I might need her more than she needs me tonight.

“Mmm, you taste incredible,” I growl.

Lila lets out a breathy pant, and I squeeze her waist before letting my hand trail up the side of her body.

“Tell me, Lila. What sounds would you make if I were to lick other parts of your body?”

“Andre,” she breathes.

I smile before pressing a kiss to her neck. “Yes, baby?”

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