Page 105 of Demanding Mob Boss

Yes, it's hard to ask for this, but I want it. I might actually need it.

Lust flares in his blue gaze. "Yes."

He takes the food tray out of the room. When he comes back, he stands beside the bed, his gaze laser-focused on me. Nothing else. He's not thinking about whatever is making everyone in the office edgy right now. Or what happened earlier. He's not thinking about work at all. Only me.

His expression intent, he strips out of his suit and the rest of his clothes until he joins me on the bed naked.

He pulls the covers back so I'm exposed to his view. "You're so beautiful, Anna."

"Are we going to have penetrative sex now?" I ask, wanting to be sure. I like knowing what to expect.

"Yes. Are you ready for that?"

I remember telling him in my apartment I wasn't. He remembers too.

"I am." I reach out and lay my hands against the hot skin of his chest. "I want it."

"Good." He undoes the top button of the dress shirt I've been wearing to sleep.

It was surprisingly comfortable. I wonder if he'll notice if I keep it?

His knuckles brush the upper swells of my breasts as he undoes the next button. I shiver. He leans down and kisses the skin he just touched.

Warm pleasure spreads from the gentle kiss outward, making my body sing with anticipation.

It takes excruciating seconds for him to finish unbuttoning my shirt. Every brush of his fingers against my skin heightens my awareness. But he's not the only one touching. My hands reach for any part of his body I can connect to, caressing and claiming.

I shrug out of the dress shirt and he pulls it away and tosses it on the floor.

My socks follow. "You're cutely sexy in your little socks." He grabs my foot and raises it to his lips, kissing my instep. "I've never had a foot fetish but everything about you turns me on."

"The f-feeling is m-mutual," I stutter out, my breath coming in gasps as he mouths the surprisingly sensitive skin of my inner ankle.

Grasping both ankles, he pulls and I end up flat on my back on the bed. Then he pushes until my knees are bent and my legs are spread wide, opening my most intimate flesh to his gaze.

And his mouth.

He licks up my wet folds making anmmmingsound. He likes the taste of me. A lot. Because he goes back for more and more and more.

"Cian… please…" I moan, humping his face.

The feel of his tongue along my folds and even delving inside me is not enough. He nips at my inner thigh, making me jump and groan. Why does that feel so good even though it stings a little?

His mouth moves up and his tongue circles my clitoris while two fingers slowly slide inside me. That stings too, but not much and the pleasure I feel is nearly overwhelming. But still not enough.

Ecstasy for one more finger, Alex.

Then Cian gives it to me, stretching sensitive tissues, filling me and ratcheting my pleasure higher.

He sucks my clitoris. Hard and my body goes off like a supernova. Explosions of pleasure turning the world white around me.

I scream and buck and he rides me with his mouth through it all, pulling more and more pleasure from my body until I fall limply back to the bed.

He sits up between my thighs and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "Are you ready for me?"

Chapter 34

ANNA

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