Page 30 of The Mafia Princess

Jesus, if this wasn’t the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He moved against her and groaned when he felt her wet heat seep through her panties and his boxers. One little move would get him into her, and he wanted that more than anything, even his next breath.

She lifted her hips, making his body stiffen and press harder against her cunt. Her hands started moving up and down his back, making shivers run down his spine.

“Look at me, Love.”

Her eyes blinked open.

“Fuck, I need at least one kiss.”

He bent his head and kissed her lips in a slow, hot, demanding kiss. He lifted his head a moment later. If he didn’t control himself, this would go farther than he wanted. He wanted to take her virginity on their wedding night.

“Love, I think we need…”

She whimpered and wrapped her legs around his hips. Hell, she was too far gone, and if he didn’t make her come, she’d be aching, and he didn’t want that.

“All right, Love. Let me make you feel good.” He started pulsating against her, making contact with her clit. He could tell he was hitting the right spot when she groaned. “That’s it, let it take you. I’ve got you.”

She bucked and cried out. “Remington!”

He cupped the back of her head in one hand and slid the other one in between them. “I know, Love. Just relax, and I’ll get you where you need to go.”

God damn, she was wet and needy, and he loved it all. He slid his finger into her sopping panties and started finger-fucking her in shallow little thrusts that instantly had her undulating under him.

“I can feel you, Love. Let go.” She tightened on his finger so hard it was impossible to move it. When she cried out and stiffened, he felt his own orgasm take him. He couldn’t remember losing control before, but he could see it happening a lot with her.

He pulled his finger out of her when she collapsed against the mattress. He moaned when he popped the finger into his mouth to suck off her juices. “Fuck, you taste sweet. I’m going to have my head between your legs a lot.”

A grin spread across his face when he saw her try to struggle to gain some control.

He pressed his mouth against hers again and gave her a sweet soft kiss. “That was beautiful. Thank you.”

She stopped moving and stared up at him.

“Did I make you feel good, Love?”

She turned a bright red but nodded.

“Good, I’m going to do that a lot, and it gets even better. I promise you that.”

“That might just kill me,” she said.

He laughed. “No, I’ll take care of you.”

She nodded.

“We should get up and shower. Why don’t you go first since it will take your hair a bit to dry?”

“Okay.”

He rolled off of her and let her sit up. She hurriedly smoothed the shirt down to cover her body.

“Baby, I’m going to know that body better than you, and there’s absolutely nothing I don’t love about it.”

“I’m not used to this.”

He grabbed her hand. “I know, and I’ll keep reminding myself that, but I need you to trust me.”

“I do. I can’t think of anyone else I’ve trusted as I do you.”

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