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“Fuck yes, cry for Daddy.”

Glancing up through tear-filled eyes, the look of pure ecstasy on Tommy’s face makes me whimper in submission, and amazement coats his features as he stares down at me in awe. His lips are parted as he works his cock in and out of my mouth, and admiration flows from his eyes. His fingers on my throat twitch, then tighten.

“Fuck, you’re incredible for Daddy. Fucking beautiful little girl.” I moan around his cock, making it jump against the back of my throat. He slows his movements, and instantly, I worry I’m not good enough. “You want to taste Daddy, don’t you?”

I blink, trying to tell him how much I want his cum to fill my mouth. “Good girl, good girl,” he coos before going back to slamming inside me. “Fuck, you’re going to make me come.” His grip tightens as he works quicker and quicker, using my head as an anchor while he plunders my mouth. “Jesus. Fuck yes, Daddy’s whore.” His cock swells and the veins on his forearms tighten as I lick around his cock. My chest heaves as I struggle to breathe through my nose, but I try to concentrate on that as I lap around his cock, ignoring the mess slipping from my lips. He hits the back of my throat again and tightens his grip on my neck. “Fuck, here it is...” His mouth falls open and his eyes widen in what appears to be shock when his cock spurts ropes and ropes of his warm, salty cum into my mouth. It flows from my lips as I struggle to swallow it all down.

“Fuck.” He exhales a deep breath and his movements steadily slow down.

With another deep breath, he slips his cock from me, then trails his thumb along my lower lip. “My beautiful little girl.”

My heart soars with love at the longing behind his eyes and the tenderness of his touch after his brutal use of me.

ChapterSeventeen

Jade

Tommy sits behind me in the bathtub, washing my hair. His fingers work my scalp in a soothing motion that makes me want to purr like a content kitten. My whole body is lax under his talented fingers.

My mind whirls over this afternoon. The way Rafael looked at Ellie reminds me of how Tommy looks at me.

Like forbidden fruit he’s desperate to taste.

I’ve met Rafael and his family at multiple events, so Oliver remembered who I was easily enough, but the usual shy little boy came out of his shell for my best friend—something that Rafael noticed quickly too.

While I know little about him, I know he’s married. An arranged marriage, much like my mother’s to Tommy. But unlike theirs, Rafael’s would have been with the intention of a Mafia alliance as opposed to the business transaction my mother’s was.

When Rafael mentioned Jenna, my whole body stilled.

The thoughts of him with that woman made me want to go on a violent rampage filled with grief.

I listened to their conversation and witnessed the confidence behind Tommy’s voice, enough to feel satisfied that he hadn’t touched her. I’ve never felt jealousy like that, and it made me realize how much I want us to work.

“I didn’t touch her.” He places a kiss on my shoulder as if hearing my thoughts. His lips send a thousand goose bumps trailing over my body. “I just wanted you to know. I didn’t touch her.” His voice is soft, so low I almost miss it.

But hearing him admit he didn’t fuck her makes me bask in the hope of a future with him.

“I don’t want to go to college,” I admit, hating how vulnerable I sound.

Another kiss is rewarded, this one to my shoulder. “Then don’t. I’ll take care of you.” Another kiss as I melt against him. “I want to take care of you. You can be anything you want to be, Jade, as long as I’m by your side when you do it.” A contented sound leaves me, and he smiles against my shoulder, where he licks my bare skin all the way up toward my ear, where he gives it a quick nip, once again igniting the embers simmering inside me.

Tommy

“Is that what you like to hear, little girl? How Daddy will look after what’s his?”

She spins in the water to face me. “And how do you think he’s going to do that?” She sighs heavily like she has the weight of the world on her shoulders, which I hate. “You don’t work, Tommy.”

Annoyance builds inside me. Not at her words but at the position I’ve allowed myself to get into. Exhaling, my shoulders drop, and I’m finally able to admit, “You’re right. I need to speak with my father. Figure something out.” I tuck her wet hair behind her ear, focusing on the look of admiration in her eyes. “I want to do better. For you. For both of us. I want you, little girl.”

Hope flickers on her face before it’s quickly dispelled, making my spine straighten with tension. “But you don’t want to be in the Mafia,” she adds.

I shake my head. “Wrong. I didn’t want to work with my father because I was punishing him. I don’t care about my past anymore, Jade. The only thing I care about is you.” Our eyes remain locked as I tell her the truth. “My future.”

Her lips clash with mine, and I open my mouth willingly, our kiss becoming passionate and desperate. Her nails claw into my back, leaving scratches, and I hiss in approval while I bite into her lip. Each of us trying to battle the other for control. I pull her back by her hips, severing our connection, and her bruised lips part, her eyes heavy with lust.

“You’re going to spin around on your hands and knees while I fuck you so fucking hard from behind you’ll have no choice but to crawl around.”

Her emerald eyes flare with arousal, making my hard cock flex against my stomach.

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