Page 42 of Mob Bride

Our kiss is sloppy and fierce. I ease my way back down to her pussy, kissing along her inner thighs and around her pussy lips until she’s begging for me to do more. She kicks off her shoes, and I yank her jeans and panties off. I lick her from top to bottom. I breathe warm air on her, making her writhe. Then I breathe cool air, making her shiver. I go back and forth between the two until she’s pushing her hips up, again offering herself to me. I circle her clit before my demanding tongue invades her cunt.

I don’t relent as she squirms on the desk before me. My hands grip her hips, my fingers digging into her arse, holding her in place exactly where I want her. She’s moaning and begging to come.

“Sir, please, I need to come… Let me come… Please…Please.”

The sound of her calling me sir makes my cock pulse inside my pants. My jeans and boxer briefs are way too tight. The temptation to thrust into her with my bare cock and spill is more consuming than any desire I’ve ever had for another woman. The moment I’m truly inside her, no other man will ever have her. And the moment I come inside her, she will never belong with anyone else.

“You can come, Carrie.” I give her permission, and she wails as her entire body tightens. I watch her cheeks flush as she tries to catch her breath. She pants so hard I worry she can’t breathe properly.

“I’m all right. That just was—that was—unlike anything else. I’ve never—I’ve never—I have no words for it.”

I want to hear she feels the same thing I do. I think she gets that because she tries to articulate her thoughts.

“It’s like I’ve died and gone to heaven, and you’re waiting for me there. Yet you’re the devil tempting me with something I should never have. You bring me such pleasure. You’re everything I could possibly want, but nothing I can have right now.”

“Call it delayed gratification,cailín. You will eventually. Then there will be no doubting we belong together.”

“But Shane, that’s impossible.”

Her words come down as though they’re torrential rain on a campfire. She’s bringing us back to reality, and it’s not a place either of us wants to be.

“Shane, even when this assignment is over, it doesn’t change who I am. I’m a DEA agent. I work for the federal government. My job is to go after people like you. My job is to provide evidence to the Justice Department to prosecute syndicate men. And that’s exactly who you are. Eventually, things will calm with the Polish and Russians, then attention will turn toward you. I won’t be able to hide you forever. I won’t be able to protect you.”

The sadness in her voice and her eyes makes my heart ache. My hand runs through her hair that’s spread out beneath her head. I brush the back of my fingers along her temples, and my kiss is gentler than any I’ve given before. I cup her cheek with my free hand, brushing my thumb over her cheekbone.

“Carrie, you don’t have to worry about protecting me. I’m the one who does the protecting. I will make sure none of this blows back on you, and I will make sure Bartlomiej can’t come after you when this is done. You’re safe with me. That’s one thing I can always promise. No matter what, protecting you is more important than anything else.”

“You can’t say that. We both know that can’t be true. I can’t be more important than your family and I can’t be more important than your men. They have to come first.”

“That doesn’t mean they’re more important to me. Maybe those responsibilities are what I have to face and handle before I come to you, but it doesn’t mean they’re a higher priority to me than you are. I will protect you above all else,cailín. I know who you are, but that doesn’t change how we feel. If it did, neither of us would feel what we do. We wouldn’t be here right now. I wouldn’t be holding you, and you wouldn’t be letting me. You know protecting you is more than just about your badge and my gun. You know it goes beyond that. You know when I tell you I want to take care of you I’m not just saying I want to make you come. You know there’s far more to it than just that. Everything that comes along with it is what I want to give you.”

She looks at me, and there’s confusion in her eyes. Maybe she doesn’t understand exactly what I mean.

“Carrie, I want to take care of your physical needs and your emotional needs. I want to be the one you turn to and know my shoulders are broad enough to carry the weight of the world for you. This isn’t just about sex. I believe you know that. Deep down, no matter what—no matter whether you work for a federal agency, or I work for my family—there’s something between us neither of us is going to ignore. And that means you putting your trust in me just like I put my trust in you. That we’ll get through this together.”

“You make it sound like this will be an actual relationship.” She scoffs. “That’s not possible. There’s no way your family and your men would ever accept you being with a federal agent. And there’s no way I could ever keep my job if anybody found out I was with you. We’d never be together. We’d always have to sneak around. And the more we have to sneak around, the greater the chance somebody’s going to catch us. The less time we could have with one another. I don’t want to be in a relationship with someone I can’t see, can’t walk down the street with, can’t tell anybody about.”

“But you’re not saying you don’t want to be with me.”

Our gazes lock once more, and we stare at each other. I kiss her forehead, her temple, and her cheeks before I press my lips to her.

“Cailín, you are the one for me.”

“What does that mean? I’ve never gotten the chance to ask.”

“Little girl.”

Her eyes widen in surprise, and she cups my jaw. She smiles.

“Does that mean you’re my daddy?”

We both stop—frozen—surprised by her question. I don’t think she knew she was going to say that. My hand gripping her hip eases down to her pussy. My fingers slide into her wetness. She’s so ready for my cock it makes me ache. My thumb is slow as it circles her clit, and my fingers sweep against her g spot.

“That’s exactly what it means,cailín. I know you’re not a Little, and I don’t want one. But you are somebody who deserves protecting. You have been ever since the moment I met you, and you know I haven’t stopped trying to do that. Why do you think that is? It’s not because I think you’re incapable, that you really are a little girl. But you are mine to take care of and mine to protect, and that’s what daddies do. So yes, that’s what I am to you.”

“I’ve never wanted a Daddy Dom. You’re right. I’m not a Little. I don’t want to be treated like one, but I feel safe with you. When I think that word, it’s not my father who comes to mind. It’s you, and it’s being safe in your arms, and it’s being happy with you. That’s what I equate that word to, but I still don’t believe we can have that. I still don’t see how that’s possible, Daddy. No matter what we want.”

“Then we work it out. We do this together. I will do whatever I have to, to get you the information you need to finish this assignment. Yeah, it would serve me and my family, but I’m scared for you, Carrie. I know you embedded with the Polesmonths ago, but he is not a sane or stable man. Any time now, you could say the wrong thing, and he’ll explode. It shocks me he’s been willing to wait and hasn’t pressured you into more.”

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