Page 24 of Crime Lord's Paradise

“No.”

There was no doubt in his mind that he would always be desperate for her. His father never got over his mom, and he was going to be the same way. Even when he was eighty, he would be going down on Lyla in a fucking closet while their grandkids opened presents around the tree.

She kissed the corner of his mouth. When he tried to capture her lips, she kissed his jaw and then nipped his earlobe.

“I want to go down on you.”

His fingers bit into her ass.

“I’ve been thinking about it all night.”

He yanked on her hair so he could see her face. The lust in her eyes made his muscles lock with anticipation.

“You’ve been thinking about sucking me off with friends and family around?”

“You’re a bad influence.”

Fuck yeah, he was. “Show me what you’ve been thinking about.”

She kissed his neck while she undid his buttons. She sucked lightly before she used her teeth.

“Gavin.”

He realized he had her locked against him and forced himself to let go. She slipped down his body and left a trail of wet down his abdomen before she landed at his feet. Her blue eyes hypnotized him as she knelt between his spread thighs.

“What?” he bit out.

She grinned and shook her head. “Nothing.”

When she stroked the inside of his thighs, his hands curled into fists to stop himself from reaching for her. When she pulled down his zipper, his cock was standing at attention. She rested her head against his thigh and extended her tongue to lap at the base. He glared at her as she smiled at him and continued feathering her tongue around his dick when she knew what he really wanted.

“I’m going to come on your face,” he threatened.

Her voice was supremely unconcerned as she said, “Fine with me.”

He was seconds away from shoving her on her back and fucking her mouth when her lips closed around his head. She stroked down firmly, making his eyes roll.Holy fuck. He’d taught her exactly what he wanted. She knew exactly how much pressure to use, what he wanted her hands and tongue to do simultaneously, and to keep eye contact the whole time. The blue diamond on her ring flashed as it stroked his cock. The sight of his brand on her finger satisfied him immensely. Anything he could put on her to declare to the world that she was his, he would do. Lyla’s hair brushed over his sensitive skin, and the hum she let out while she sucked made him jerk.

“Lyla, fuck. I’m not going to last.”

“Give it to me,” she said around his cock.

“I want to come inside you.”

“Come in my mouth,” she breathed as she followed a thick vein on the top of his dick with her tongue.

He tried to draw her up his body, but she wouldn’t budge. She grabbed his cock with two hands, one at the base and the other stroking while her mouth did wicked things to his balls. He couldn’t take it. He grabbed her head and shoved in, going as deep as he could go before coming in her mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned.

When he slumped against the couch, Lyla cleaned him up before she rose. He watched with lazy eyes as she slipped out of her dress. When she climbed on the couch and put her glistening pussy in front of him, he didn’t hesitate. He cupped her ass and drew her against his mouth. Her hands yanked at his hair while she rubbed herself over his face. When he slipped his fingers in her, she tossed her head back and moaned. Eating her out was one of his favorite pastimes. It didn’t take long for her to start humping his face. When she climaxed, she reared backward. He caught her and dropped her on the couch and finished her while she trembled beneath him and then pushed his head away.

“Too much,” she moaned.

He chuckled as he rose and draped her over his shoulder while she was still shaking with the aftershocks. She grumbled under her breath about how he was supposed to give her piggybacks. He ignored her as he climbed the stairs and set her on her feet in the shower. She leaned against him, telling him without words to take over. He liked her sated and lazy. She held his waist while he soaped her up and then bundled her into a robe. She was struggling to stay awake when he placed her in bed.

He checked on Nora who was sound asleep. He slipped his hand through her unruly curls and grinned when she tried to smack his hand away. So small and defiant, just like her mother. Carmen thought he was getting his just deserts by having a demanding and wild daughter. He wouldn’t want it any other way.

He glanced at the dogs curled up together a few feet from the crib. Honey thumped her tail when he looked at her, and he shook his head. The dog’s instincts were definitely off. When he walked back into their room, Lyla was buried beneath the duvet with only her hair showing. He sat up in bed with his laptop and clicked through some emails. Fucking Marcus, he didn’t know when to quit. He was a ruthless bastard in business. He was making him more money than ever before, but it also required more fucking attention.

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