Page 35 of Heartless Mafia Prince

“Because you drive me crazy. While I fucked Emily, I thought about you. How I wanted you. While deep inside another girl, I realized I couldn’t be without you one more day, Ryah.” My fingers gripped her nape.

“That kiss.” I closed the space between us. My lips brushed hers. “That fucking kiss. The way I called out your name while I fucked her should tell you how messed up I am over you. Everyone needs to know you’re mine.” I pressed my lips against hers.

She moaned into my mouth. I waited for this moment.

My tongue trailed down the side of her neck. Her fingers twisted in my henley.

“I hate I had to wait till this second to feast on your pouty lips. Ryah, tell me you understand you’re mine?”

“Touch me, Rocco. Make me come.” She pulled me with her until her back hit the cushion.

Fucking dirty girl.

“Show me your pussy, Ryah.”

I unbuttoned her jeans, yanked them down her legs, and tossed them aside.

“We’ll have plenty of time to have sex. Tonight, I just want to touch and taste you.”

Ryah unfastened my jeans and released my cock.

I stared into her eyes. “It’s all yours, baby.”

“That’s right. If I catch Emily in your face again. Le tagliero la gola del cazzo,” she said. “I’ll slit her fucking throat.”

I had no doubt she would.

Sitting back on my calves, my cock stood to attention as I slid her panties down her honey brown thighs. My eyes were glued to her pretty pussy.

“I beat Elon’s ass last night because he said he planned to fuck you and let his friends have you next.”

Ryah leaned up on her forearms, slamming her lips into mine.

“Wait till I get my hands on him.”

I grinned. She was for sure my fucking weakness. No denying it. This woman had me by the head of my cock. Literally. Her fingers massaged the tip. The pre-cum peeked. She leaned over and licked it clean.

Fuck, I’d kill anyone for Ryah Conti.

The way we talked about hurting and killing was probably sick and twisted to anyone else. Not to us. It was sexy as hell.

“You’re mine, Ryah. No one else can have you.”

She didn’t say a word. My fingers slipped into her tight pussy.

“You’re nice and soaked.”

Gripping Ryah’s hair with my free hand, I marveled in the way her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she rode my fingers.

“Rocco,” she purred, as she stroked my cock.

Her mouth crushed mine, then her teeth tugged at my earlobe. “I’m coming,” she moaned.

“God, no other guy has made me come.”

Instantly, my blood boiled, learning Drew or some other guy touched her pussy. It was my fault. I should’ve made her mine before that happened.

No one would get the chance to touch her pussy again.

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