Page 76 of Heartless Mafia Prince

“Back to our lesson. I’m on number four.”

I peeked at Ryah.

The grimace briming on her beautiful features made my cock stir. “Shit, Ryah, we’re still on this college thing?” I shook my head.

“You know who you’re in a relationship with. There isn’t a chance I’d be enrolled in a school across the country, while one guy after another asks you out on dates. I’ll be right there, waiting for your class to end putting speculation of your dating status to bed. Every motherfucker on that campus will know your mine. Just like the odds of an asshole asking you out at Prestige is slim to none.”

“Maybe it’s time I teach another chick a lesson. You know make an example out of a bitch for begging for my man’s dick,” she growled.

I pushed her chair back and dropped to my knees before her.

Ryah’s eyes widened. “Maybe we should wait,” she whispered.

Placing a finger over her lips, I shushed her. I grabbed the remote control off the desk and turned on the TV. I inched my nose under her top and swiveled my tongue around her belly button. “Your skin smells so good.”

I sat the remote on the desk. “You said you wanted me on my knees.” A devilish grin lit my lips.

“What if he comes back?” she muttered.

“Don’t moan loud or scream,” I commanded.

Staring into her hungry eyes, I yanked off her pink shorts. “Good, no panties.” I winked.

My fingers massaged her thighs. “You wanted me to join you in the shower, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” she breathed.

I shoved my nose up her shirt again. Clutching her breast, I circled my tongue around her hard nipple.

“Rocco,” she moaned. “I missed you so much.” Her fingers twisted in my long hair.

“Ryah, I know. And I apologize.” Sitting back, I caressed her hips. “I’m fucked up over you. I tried to stay away. But as you know, I found myself sitting down the street watching your house.”

“God, I love you.” Her hands flew over her mouth.

I removed her hands and placed my lips over hers pulling them into my mouth again and again.

“Say it again, baby.” My lips caressed her neck.

“I love you, Rocco,” Ryah breathed, as she squeezed my shoulders.

A surge of energy struck my body. I’d waited months to hear those words. Honestly, I’d waited a lifetime to hear them.

She stared at me under hooded eyes.

Dipping between her legs, I clutched her honey brown thighs as I sucked her nub into my mouth. Ryah was on the verge of coming all ready. Her fingers dug deeper into my muscled shoulders. She was so fucking wet. There was no way I could tear my mouth away. Her pussy had long been my weakness before I tasted her. The lavender shower gel attacked my senses.

Somehow, I’d persuade Ryah to wait until the first trip of the summer to have sex. Then in late July, we’d celebrate her birthday on my family’s yacht. I couldn’t wait to spoil my princess.

Tongue fucking her like a madman, I watched as she fell apart for me.

“Rocco, you’re the best,” she uttered.

Her chest rose and fell as her head dropped back over the wooden chair.

“Damn right, baby.”

She shoved her tight hole against my tongue until her body twitched and trembled.

I rubbed Ryah’s legs before I sat beside her. Not a chance I’d wipe my mouth clear of her juices. I’d bask in her taste and that lavender scent well into the night.

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