Her brows lowered as her naked frame cuddled into my side.

“I was horny while we were apart.” Her fingers traced along the tattoos on my chest.

“I understand it had only been a week, but before we broke up, we had sex roughly twice a day. So I felt like I was going through a drought. I dusted off my Pornhub subscription. I watched a woman suck a guy’s dick so good he looked like he was about to flop off the bed.”

We burst into laughter.

“That was amazing.” I grinned.

“I know. I said all is not right between us. It isn’t. Did I use my ex-fiance? Yes.”

I gripped her chin. “Ain’t shit ex about me when it comes to you. We’re together, Claire.”

“If you say so. First, your stripper side piece paid me a visit at my studio and then you sent me to Dillon Magarelli’s house to get whacked.”

My brows lifted. “I sent you to get whacked? Claire, what are you talking about?”

“No one told me where I was going when I got off work. We show up at some mansion in Newark. I just knew you were sending me to my death. Renato was humored by my antics. Dillon said he wouldn’t off his friend’s woman. I met the members of the other mafia families. Then I met the mafia wives. They were everything.” She beamed.

“And your side piece. I think I scared her shitless. I told her I’d use my switchblade to make little slits all over her skin. See what kind of tips she’ll get while stripping.”

I slid my hand down my face. “She kept wanting to make things better while I was at the strip club watching the show. She couldn’t get it through her head. I didn’t want to be touched. I was in a bad place.”

Claire stared out into space.

“Look at me, Claire.”

She didn’t budge.

“I’m not him. If we break up or have a fight and stay away from each other for a week, a month, or longer. I’m not fucking anyone else. I’m not interested in another woman.”

Her arm wrapped around me. “I think deep down I know that. Besides, Porsha told me Vince told Jasmine to go away.”

I chuckled. “She did, huh?”

Claire smiled up at me. “Yeah, I hope those two can figure it out.”

I stroked her cheek. “I missed you.”

“I missed you a little. I’m still not ok with you sabotaging my birth control pills.”

“Get up here and ride my face,” I ordered.

Her eyes lit up. “That’s a nice way to get my mind off of that.”

“Now.”

Claire did as she was told. Her thighs straddled my face, and I cupped her ass as I sucked her soaked lower lips.

“Vino,” she moaned.

“I miss your mouth so much.” Her head dropped back as I slid my tongue in and out of her core.

“Right there, Vino,” she whispered. I lightly bit her clit before slipping my tongue into her tight hole again and again. Claire’s body convulsed as she squirted all over my face.

“Fuck, I missed this delicious pussy.”

Her satisfied come face was something to behold. I loved that I could bring her such satisfaction.