Page 41 of The Mafia's Desire

Ethan’s finger fucked her ass for a long time, and he sighed when she relaxed against his chest taking everything he was giving her.

“Do you like this, Sara?”

She paused for a moment and then nodded. “I do, but I don’t think I’m supposed to.”

“Fuck, yes, you are. I want you to enjoy everything I do to you. Let’s try a bit more.”

“Ahhh,” she screamed when he thrust two of his fingers deep inside of her ass.

Her arms started to tighten, and her ass pulsed around his fingers. “Come for me, Sara.”

A strangled sob tore from her mouth, and she clamped down on his fingers so much he had to force them into her.

Her body shuddered and then dropped onto his.

He pulled out and soothed her by running his hand up and down her back for a long time, giving her a chance to settle.

“How about we shower, and then I’ll have a tray sent up?”

She straightened and looked at him. “What about work?”

“You’re more important than work.”

She smiled at the same time, tears pooling in her eyelids, telling him he’d done the right thing. He just had to never forget it.

Chapter Twenty-One

Sara looked out her bedroom window and sighed. Ethan had been so good to her in the last few weeks but had slowly turned into the workaholic he’d been before. She only saw him when he came to bed, and most of the time he was too tired to do anything other than hold her.

She never saw him during the day except when he caught her helping in the garden or kitchen. It bothered him so much that he’d forbidden her to do it again. When she asked what she could do, he got frustrated and just said to figure it out and walked away.

She wanted to yell back at him and tell him that was what she’d been trying to do. Her frustration was growing, and she didn’t know what to do about it.

The phone rang on the bedside table, making her jump. “Hello?”

“Hey, girl, it’s Hope. We haven’t seen you. Are you two lovebirds too busy for us?”

Sara could tell Hope was joking, but it just made tears come to her eyes, and she sniffed.

“Hey,” Hope said. “What’s up? I can hear you crying.”

Sara went over everything that had happened, and it felt so good to get it off her chest.

“Jesus, men are stupid,” Hope said. “The girls and I will be over to get you in ten minutes.”

“Wait. What? I can’t just leave, can I?”

Hope snorted. “Sometimes you got to hit these guys over the head. This will open his eyes. The men need to learn that they can still lose us from neglect even if we love them.”

Sara thought about it for a moment. “Okay. I’ll be ready. Where should I meet you?”

“We’ll come into the house to get you, so be by the front door.”

“Should I tell anyone?” Sara asked.

“Who’s in charge there?”

“I assume it’s Thomas.”

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