Page 130 of Heartless Mafia Prince

“It seems they do.” I never released her hand. My middle finger caressed the back of her palm.

“What does that make us?” She tilted her head to the side.

I pulled her closer. “One would probably say we were alleged mafia royalty.”

Ryah’s shoulders shook as she laughed. “Mafia royalty. I love the way that sounds.”

My tongue traced along her neck. I could taste the sea salt on her skin. “You do, huh, Princess?”

Her fingers curled around my damp hair. “Fuck yes,” she moaned. Her other hand stroked my dick through my white and gray board shorts.

Ryah’s thighs shook against mine.

I tugged her bikini bottoms down her shaky legs. She kicked them on to the floor. “Rocco, I hate how bad I want you. I never saw this day coming.”

I pulled my head from her neck and tilted her chin, forcing our eyes to meet. “Every time I was around you, I was miserable inside. All I wanted was to make you mine. But you had that dick of a boyfriend. My friends knew how much I craved you. Now you belong to me. And there’s not a chance in fucking hell I’ll ever let you go.” I didn’t want to be away from Ryah on this trip or any day.

“You know I have a job to do?”

“Yes, without me.”

“This one time, Ryah. There’ll be other jobs we’ll carry out together.”

She shook her head. “Ok.”

“I thought I had a couple of days, but Genn found our guy. I head out early in the morning. I’ll return as soon as I can.”

“Be careful, Rocco.” Worry loomed in her almond shaped green eyes.

“Ryah, I will.” My hands slid down her shoulders and arms. She laid back and her legs fell open, giving me a full view of her glistening pussy in the shadows of the night.

“Take off your shorts, Rocco.”

I didn’t waste time whipping them off. Ryah licked her lips. “I’m so ready for your big dick to fill the need burning inside my pussy, Rocco.”

Shit, no sweeter words had I ever heard come out of a woman’s mouth before hers. It didn’t matter if I heard those words before. It was who spoke those treasured words. My woman. My first girlfriend. My future wife. She was the woman I’d wanted to hear say those dick hardening words. Because I swear my cock was the hardest it had ever been at that moment.

She pulled me over her and our lips collided in the tight space. Ryah slipped her hand between us and slid the head of my cock along her greedy lower lips.

“Ryah, hold on to my neck.”

She did as she was told. I plunged into her tight walls in one quick move.

“Rocco,” Ryah murmured.

The pleasure that danced all over her gorgeous face was because of me. I’d never get over that.

“Ryah, I love you,” I groaned. My need was heard on every syllable.

“Rocco! Rocco!” she yelled in my ear. Her delightful screams fueled my hunger.

I gripped one of her thighs as I pounded into her again and again. “Ryah. Ryah, shit yes,” I growled, through bared teeth.

My baby felt so good. There was no way we’d sleep under the same roof apart. Her father would have to throw me out of her bed. I needed to hold my woman in my arms all night. Especially, after being deep inside her good pussy.

“Damnit, Ryah, baby,” I muttered, against her lips.

I circled my thumb around her pebbled nipple through her bikini top. Her head smacked the wall of the truck the deeper I rocked inside of her. The entire truck swayed with us. We were so wrapped up in each other. Ryah and I didn’t care who noticed or who knew what was happening in the truck.

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