Page 44 of That Time I Accidentally Took Over the Mafia

The thrusting of his cock against me is torture. He hits my clit, but I need to feel him deep inside me, claiming my body like he’s claiming me with his words.

“Enzo, please.”

SMACK!

“Tell me you’re mine, Delaney.”

SMACK!

My ass is burning, my clit is throbbing, and my thighs are soaked. “Put me out of my goddamn misery and fucking admit it, Delaney.”

“I’m yours, Enzo,” I confess because it’s fucking true. He belonged to me the first moment he looked at me in his office. I knew he wanted to make me drop to my knees right there.

“I’ve always been yours.”

I’m up and sitting on the counter before I can process what happened. The cold clashes with my red-hot ass cheeks as he slams into me, pinching my clit and demanding my pleasure obey him. Within two strokes of his dick, my walls are clenching around him, and I’m throwing my head back as my orgasm crashes over me.

He circles my throat, pistoning hard into me. “This pussy is mine, baby. We’ve ruined you forever, haven’t we?” He squeezes my throat and slides me closer to the edge of the counter so he can access my clit more easily. “Wrap your legs around me—I want to feel you come again.”

I do, and he fingers my clit, rubbing circles and ripping more moans from me. “Yes, fucking sing for me, Delaney. Let the whole fucking club know who you belong to. Whose cock is ruining you.”

I come again, grinding my hips with his thrusts and he sticks his fingers in my mouth, “Suck,” He commands, chasing my orgasm with his own. When the waves of ecstasy slow, he rolls his hips softer. His grip on my throat turns tender, and he rubs my skin with the pad of his thumb.

Keeping himself inside me, he wraps me in his arms, and I circle his neck with mine. He kisses me, and I feel the sorrow for every second we’ve spent apart flow into me with his embrace. I feel it in how he tightens his hold, as if the thoughts of how he could lose me consume his mind.

He kisses me faster, and when my hips move again on their own, he reaches between us and gives me more of what I want. His fingers coax another wave of pleasure, a softer one this time, while he keeps claiming me with his tongue.

As we pull away, panting, he leans his forehead against mine and looks into my eyes. “I love you, Delaney. I think I was born loving you because I knew it the second I first saw you.”

I hold his cheek with my hand and kiss him again. “I love you.”

“I know this doesn’t fix everything, angel. And I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you if you let me. But right now, I need you to understand—every step we’ve taken, every decision we’ve made, has been to protect you. Even when it hurt. Especially when it hurt.”

His words are a mix of desperation and conviction, his eyes pleading with me to believe him. And damn it, I want to. I want to let go of the anger and the pain and let myself believe, but the pain is what has held me together all this time.

But trust doesn’t come easy—not after everything.

I swallow hard, forcing the lump in my throat down as I look into his eyes. “We need time, Enzo. It doesn’t make everything okay. But... I hear you.”

His grip on me tightens, his forehead pressing against mine again as he breathes a relieved sigh. “That’s all I’m asking for. Just give us a chance to show you.”

I nod, the weight of his words settling over me like a heavy blanket.

With our breathing returning to normal, he helps me off the counter, and I pull my dress back down, fixing the top in place to cover my breasts again. “You gave me a hickey on my titty,” I mutter, smacking at him.

He’s not even sorry. “Good. Now everyone will fucking know these are mine too.”

“You’re a Neanderthal.”

“I’m so much worse when it comes to you, Delaney baby.” He circles my throat and kisses me again quickly, as he tucks his beautiful cock back into his pants.

I reach for a towel, and he yanks it from me, backing me into the counter again.

“Mygirl is going to walk throughmyclub withmycum dripping down her legs. Don’t you dare fucking clean your pussy up. Do you understand me?”

I clasp my hands behind my back and smile. I watch closely so I can see the exact second when he turns feral as I say two words I’ve never said before.

“Yes, Daddy.”

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