Page 19 of Captured By the Mafia Boss
“I’ll come with you. Youcannotdie.”
“Especially not with you with me,” I say gently. “I can think of better things to do in the next two hours than go to hospital.” I plant the seed into her thoughts. A tiny seed no bigger than a pinhead.
“King… Ethan. I’m so sorry.”
I shrug. “It was a mistake. If we hadn’t both got carried away, I wouldn’t have been cut.”
Her eyes are full of tears, and I pull her to her feet. “Enough of that. You said two hours. What would you like to do?”
She clings to me, her cheek sweetly on my chest. Her words are muffled by my shirt.
“Tell me,” I command, my patience wearing thin.
“Whatever you want,” she whispers miserably. And that won’t do.
“No, Lia. Whateveryouwant.”
“I need…” She tails off and looks away, a bit shy. Guilty and tentative about her desires now she thinks a dying man is demanding she reveal them.
I take her chin in my fingers and force her gaze to mine. Then I wait. It takes a full minute, or maybe two. The internal battle waging in her is a sight to behold.
“Take my virginity.”
Blood surges to my cock. I’m so hard it’s almost painful.
“You want me to take your virginity, little girl? After you’ve sent me to my grave?” I can’t resist taunting her. “You’d risk me planting my seed in you, to carry that burden alone?”
She’ll never be alone. I won’t let her struggle, and any child of mine will be under my protection. True, Olivia might actually kill me when she realises… But beinginher? Worth it.
“Yes.” Her eyes are wide and her breath is short. “Give me a baby.”
“With pleasure.” And I can’t help the grin on my face as we meet in a clash. My hands are in her hair and at her waist. Finally. Touching her like this is the answer to a question written on my soul.
Olivia. My temptation. My siren.
She’s kissing me with the sort of ferocity usually reserved for life-and-death situations.
Which I suppose this is. In her mind, anyway.
Beautiful, maddening, deadly Olivia is in my arms where she belongs.
Her kiss is artless as it is passionate as she grabs at my shirt. I don’t want to let go of her for a second, even to take off our clothes. Now she wants this, the hunger in my blood is all-consuming.
“The bedroom,” I say between kisses, and try to corral her that way. She’s beyond such logic, undoing my belt with unpractised clumsy fingers that make my cock impossibly hard.
“I want you on a bed.”
I feel her nod.
“You’ll be comfortable when I fuck your sweet pussy for the first time.”
She lets out a little whimper and I think it’s my words but then her hand is on my cock, palming me through the fabric of my boxers.
It shouldn’t be this arousing, but it’s Olivia. My body doesn’t know right or wrong with this girl, it justknows.
I want to do everything with her. But I’ll start with the basics. I’m going to make her come again. I’m going to make her soft and pliable and boneless with pleasure. Then I’m going to make her mine.
I don’t care that it’s only for tonight, and she wants a different path from the one my duty dictates. Even if we only ever have this time together, I will make it count. I’ll spoil her so thoroughly, being with anyone else will be unthinkable. I want to give her the world.
