Page 53 of My Daddy Is A Mob Boss

Mattie turns to Medici. "Who would’ve thought Dion would turn Romeo into such a softie?"

Isabella raises her hand. "Me."

Her girlfriend does the same. "Me, too."

Tommasso lifts his hand next. "I also did."

"Same." Cyan and Enzo lift their hands in unison.

I roll my eyes, canting my hips against Romeo’s lap, adoring their praise. "Shut up, y’all."

"Don’t say y’all," Nonna drawls. "You ain’t from Texas."

Romeo ticks my chin up.

He stares dead into my eyes.

"Ride me, cowboy."

I grind against Romeo harder, working my hips in a deliberate circle, horny moans escaping me.

Sparks crack and pop behind me, but I don’t pay them attention, not even worrying that they’ll leap out of the flames and set me ablaze.

The fire that Romeo and I create burns ten times hotter.

Our loins grow erect in unison, mine sprouting to its full erection, Romeo’s doing the same.

"Cow Daddy," I whisper, my voice wracked with desire. "Put your big udder in my hole."

"My udder is hard because you’re working the milk out, cow boy."

"Mooooooo." I throw my head back, crushing my hips to Romeo’s. "Moooo, Daddy!"

Medici turns to Mattie. "I can’t say I expected my father to turn Dino into a cow."

"I’m not sure Romeo has an udder to put in Dino’s hole." Mattie mulls this mystery, ignoring Medici’s remark. "Plus, guy cows don’t have udders. That’s a girl cow thing."

"Let’s not dwell on specifics." Romeo sucks my lower lip, his firm hand kneading my ass cheeks. "I’m going to put something that’s hard and pink in Dino’s hole later tonight. That’s what’s important."

Nonna nods in agreement. "Quit analyzing everything your father’s saying. He’s lost in a moment of passion, dear boy."

"I’m not a boy. I’m a grown ass man." Medici pushes out a growl.

Mattie grins as he rubs Medici’s arm. "There, there, Daddy. Eat a marshmallow so you don’t feel so stressed." Mattie turns to Nonna. "Don’t patronize my Daddy, Nonna. You’ll get his blood pressure all out of whack."

Romeo heaves me into his arms and carries me away from the fire.

The forest is cool and calm, the canopy overhead glistening with moonlight.

The sounds of the sea lapping against the shore in the distance fills the air, and the wind tosses the fragrance of salt water toward our noses.

"Here." Romeo lays me on the ground, then tugs my pants off. "Look at you, pretty one. Precious and ripe for Daddy."

I whine as Romeo spreads my cheeks.

"Here." I whimper as I point to my asshole, scrunching my eyes shut. "Put it here, please."

Romeo doesn’t waste another second.

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