Page 76 of Born into Mayhem
“I’d give anything to be able to kiss you all better,amore mio.” I lean down and kiss the smooth mound of her pussy. “You’re swollen, but I think you’ll be okay.”
“I better be.”
I laugh and kiss her again. “Believe me, I don’t want this sweet pussy hurt any more than you do.”
“Can I lay in bed all day at least?”
“You can sleep for a few more hours, but the party is tonight, and a delivery of clothes is coming this afternoon,” I tell her.
“Clothes?”
I kiss along her stomach, torturing myself with the taste of her. “I’m guessing you didn’t pack any dresses.” I look up and ask, “Do you even own a dress?”
She rolls her eyes at me. “I’ve been in all my cousins’ weddings,” she reminds me.
“That doesn’t count.”
“Then no,” she admits. “I’m guessing I’m going to be forced to wear one tonight?”
“You will be.” I nip at her hip. “And heels.”
She groans and lifts her leg so she can roll over onto her side, and all it does is trap my head between her legs so her sore little pussy is just inches from my mouth.
“God, you’re fucking cruel,piccolina mia.”
She laughs while I let out a pained sigh and force my head out from between her legs. “You’re lucky I’m such a gentleman.”
She huffs out a laugh and pulls the sheet up, hiding her naked body from my hungry gaze.
“There was nothing gentlemanly about you last night,” she mutters, already half asleep again.
I smack the outline of her ass, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to wake her up a bit.
“You have no idea how much I held back,amore mio,” I tell her, and when she peeks one eye open to give me a disbelieving look, I laugh and say, “Your pussy is the only thing that’s sore this morning. If I’d had my way, your ass would be too.”
I grin when both her eyes shoot open. “Don’t even think about it,” she warns.
Giving her a wink, I say, “Oh, believe me,streghetta mia,I’ve definitely thought about it, and it’s definitely happening.”
I turn my back on her and head for the shower. Before I shut the door on her stunned face, I say, “One day you’re going to beg me to fuck that sweet ass, little viper.”
Chapter 14
Mia
“If you don’t get your perfect ass out here, Mia, I’m going to come in there and get it.”
I look at myself in the mirror and bite back a laugh when I hear him add, “And fuck it.”
He’s out of his mind if he thinks I’m letting that giant cock of his anywhere near my ass. My pussy is sore enough right now, and I can’t imagine what he’d do to an even tighter hole. No fucking thanks.
“I’m coming,” I holler out to him before he can kick the door down. I feel one-hundred percent out of my element when I step out wearing the black Dolce & Gabbana dress that had arrived this afternoon.
He’s standing near the French doors, already dressed, and I stop short when I see him. He’s in a black suit and black shirt with no tie. The top buttons are undone, revealing just enough of his olive skin to ensure I’ll be constantly thinking about pulling him down and licking it all night long. His black shoes and fancy watch complete the look, and I swear he’s wearing more money than most people make in a year. He’s so effortlessly sexy, and I feel like an uncoordinated baboon in his presence. I’ve never cared that I’m not girly, but a part of me wishes, justthis once, that I could nail the whole confident,perfectly put togetherlook that so many women pull off so easily.
All I can think to do is run my hands over the deliciously soft fabric of my dress and say, “Where the hell am I supposed to put my knife?”
He still hasn’t said anything, and when I start to fidget, shifting from one bare foot to the other, the corner of his mouth lifts up as he finally takes a step towards me.
