Page 39 of Heartless Mafia Prince 2: Rocco & Ryah

“Never, baby.”

Her arms wrapped around my neck. “I remember how you tried to keep me calm. Before I drift off to sleep, I imagine lying in your arms.”

“I plan to sleep over at your house every week. Just until you fall asleep.”

She smiled. “Thank you, Rocco.”

“I’d do anything for you.”

Her lips pressed against mine. “I know.” Her voice trembled.

My fingers swayed along her back as I pressed play. I hated that I wasn’t here to sooth her after her nightmares. Knowing Ryah, she was down playing the real situation.

Two hours in, I paused the movie.

Her beautiful face twisted. “Hey, what are you doing?”

“Our window is closing. Soon your mom will tell us we should turn in.”

She sighed. “You’re right. She and my dad have acted a little differently since I was almost killed. It’s understandable. Dad didn’t flip out when he saw me. He just held me tighter.” Her lips crept upward.

“So we’re clear, I’m watching the rest of this movie without you tomorrow.”

“It’s ok, when this is over you will watch it again with me.”

“Oh, you are on.” She pinched her bottom lip with her teeth in that way that sent shock waves all over my body. I gripped her ass and planted a long kiss on her lips.

Ryah’s fingers disappeared under my t-shirt, skating across my chest.

“I miss this.”

“Me, too.” I glanced at the clock. It read twelve a.m.

“I need you to be very quiet,” I whispered.

“No, screaming or whimpering. I want you to take this dick like the pro you are.” I slipped my tongue past her lips.

“I’ll try,” she moaned. Ryah dipped her hand into my shorts and stroked my cock.

The muscle in my chest beat a million miles a minute. Could she feel it?

The door was a jar. We could get caught at any moment.

“As much as I want that, we need to move.”

I reached inside my wallet, sitting on the nightstand and grabbed a condom.

“Come here.” I pulled her with me and locked the door as we walked to the other side of the room.

Ryah tore her hand from mine and pushed me against the wall. “I missed your cock in my mouth.” She kneeled before me and her plump lips formed an O as she sprung my dick free.

I almost protested. Instead, I fisted her hair and traced the mushroom head along the outline of her lips.

“Take it all, Ryah.”

Through my hooded gaze, I welcomed her warm mouth sliding up and down my dick. The second it disappeared; I felt the urge to come.

Hold on, Rocco.

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