Page 23 of Ruthless Mafia Boss 3: Vino and Claire

“I love having bodyguards,” she snickered.

Knowing my men protected her made my chest swell.

I gripped her neck, flashing a cocky smirk as I leaned in, pulling her closer. “I can’t wait to have your pussy for dessert.”

Her chest rose and fell, those tight little nipples straining against the silk nightie.

“I’d rather you not eat my pussy.”

I arched a brow. “Why?”

Her hand slid down, gripping my cock through my blue slacks. “I want this,” she murmured, licking her lips.

I had a feeling she didn’t want both me and Angelo eating her pussy like she could only handle that kind of intimacy from one man at a time. Fair enough. Good thing I was him, and he was me.

I grinned. “Your loss.”

My grip on her throat tightened as I crashed my lips against hers in a bruising kiss. Her hands flew to my chest, pushing against me.

I pulled back just slightly, then she bit my fucking lip.

“What the fuck, Claire?” I growled.

“I said no kissing,” she scolded.

I let go of her throat, scooping her up into my arms.

“You want it now, right?”

Her gaze darted to the kitchen, curiosity flickering in her eyes as she glanced at the bags Amadeo left on the counter.

“Yes,” she breathed.

I carried her to the open kitchen, setting her down on the cool marble countertop.

“I brought food,” I told her.

Her brows lifted, intrigue flashing across her face as she kicked off her slippers.

“And a few groceries,” I added.

For a moment, her expression softened, then just as quickly, a scowl replaced it.

“You shouldn’t have done that.”

Shrugging off my suit jacket, I rolled my sleeves up just below my elbows.

Her eyes dragged over my inked forearms, lingering.

Did my inked arms turn her on?

“Are you wearing panties?” I asked.

“I don’t know, am I?” She winked.

My large hands disappeared under the tiny nightie and I gripped her hips. “You aren’t.” I lifted my brows.

My hand curled around her neck again. “You’re going to ride my fucking tongue, then I’ll fuck you until you’re climbing the walls.”

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