“Open, bellissima.”
Gianna obediently opened her mouth, and I guided the glistening tip of my cock around her lips, my blood thickening at the sight. Her tongue snaked out to lick the tip and I groaned. Unable to wait any longer, I began to feed her my cock, breathing deeply with every inch, fighting to keep from coming.
“That’s it, bellissma,” I gritted out. “Keep going. Take it—oh fuck that feels good.” Finally, I bumped the back of her throat and held still to revel in the feel of her hot, wet mouth wrapped around my dick. We’d worked on her gag reflex, and she took all ten inches like it was made for her. “Lick it,” I directed softly. Her tongue swirled around the head, pressing against the slit at the top, and letting it go with a pop so she could run her tongue along the bottom vein. I shuddered in pleasure and drove my fingers into her hair, clenching and tilting her head back again. “Suck it, Gianna. Hard,” I directed, my voice becoming rougher. Taking me to the back once again, she did as she was told, hollowing out her cheeks and milking my cock with deep pulls. “Oh fuck yes,” I groaned, throwing my head back and squeezing my eyes shut. Her head began to bob up and down as she hummed around me, the vibrations sending jolts of electricity straight through me.
I opened my eyes and looked down to see her staring back at me. Fisting my hands in her hair, I kept her in place, and growled, “Keep your eyes on me, Gianna. Don’t look away. And, you will take everything I have to give you, do you understand? Every drop.”
I unclenched my fingers enough for her to nod, then tightened them again, holding her head back to the perfect angle. My hips began to pump, fucking her perfect mouth, thrusting to the back and dragging myself out as she sucked and moaned. Without breaking the connection between our eyes, I stifled a shout as my release began to pour down her throat. I was so far back, it went right down, but she swallowed and it heightened the grip she had on my cock, sucking me dry.
Once I was empty, I pulled out, only to realize I was still hard and growing to the point of pain as my gaze dragged over her delectable body. Reaching down, I helped her to her feet and pulled her into me, taking her lips in a passionate kiss, my hands splaying across her back.
“You did so good, mia dolce,” I crooned. “I think you deserve a reward.” I slid my hands low and grasped the round globes of her ass, lifting her so her legs wrapped around me. Taking her to the bed, I set her on her knees, facing me. Our height difference put her almost eye to eye with me.
I twisted the G-string around my fingers and grinned wickedly when she gasped. The fabric pulled and caused friction from the strap running through the middle of her pussy. A shudder ran through her and it tensed my every muscle, causing the strings to snap. The sound seemed to mirror the tear in the last thread of my control.
I flipped her around and used a hand at the back of her neck to push her face down into the comforter. “Stay there.” My tone made it clear I expected to be obeyed, so when she lifted a little to look back at me, I spanked one cheek hard, leaving a red print on the creamy skin. She sucked in a breath, even as she moaned, and I raised an eyebrow, waiting. Once she’d gotten back into position, I gripped her hips with both hands, lifting and tilting until I was satisfied, and slammed inside her pussy.
“Oh, holy shit!” Gianna cried out.
It was the first time I’d ever heard her swear, and for some reason, it brought out the savage in me, and I pumped into her wildly. Every thrust sent my balls slapping against her clit, and she cried out loud enough that I put my hand over her mouth.
“You’re so tight, bellissima. So fucking soaked, your cream is all over my cock,” I groaned. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck” I chanted, trying not to shout in ecstasy. “I’m so deep. Tilt your pussy. Yes, just like that, oh fuck!”
The walls of her pussy began to bear down, strangling my cock, but she was so wet I still slid in and out smoothly. Her cries into my hand became screams, and it was all I could take. Lifting a knee onto the bed, I hit just the right spot and together, we splintered into a million pieces.
“I love you, mia dolce,” I panted, resting my head on the damp skin of her back.
“I love you, too,” she answered, with her body still shaking from her climax.
Our heartbeats calmed, and I helped her remove the ruined lingerie before climbing into bed and cuddling her into my arms. My front was to her back, and I laced the fingers of one hand with hers, setting them across her belly, my pinky finger rubbing idly over her engagement ring.
I nuzzled into her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. “I can’t wait to lay with you like this, our hand resting over your belly, full with my child.” I slid our hands up to cup one of her large tits, squeezing as I added, “I want to see these spectacular tits grow and fill with milk.” My cock obviously liked the sound of those things too, because he was growing harder. Journeying our hands back down, I took them all the way to her pussy, dipping our fingers inside and finding her drenched. “You like the sound of that, mia dolce? Your pussy is telling me you do.”
She moaned as our fingers played with her clit. It seemed a crime not to give us both what we wanted, so I took her twice more, filling her to the brim with my seed, and ordering those little fuckers to do their job.
When I woke to the sight of Gianna’s sexy, naked ass bolting for the bathroom, I smiled smugly. I’d knocked up my woman. Missione compiuta.
Chapter 9
Anna
Ugh. I knew I shouldn’t have eaten so much yesterday, but I couldn’t resist my mom’s strawberry-ricotta bruschetta. Boy, was I paying the price for my over indulgence, as I puked so hard it felt like my insides were being forced out of me. I didn’t see any humor in the situation, but apparently Nic did because he was staring down at me with a huge grin on his face. I glared up at him, even as he laid a cool washcloth on my forehead and rubbed soothing circles on my back.
“This isn’t funny,” I moaned. “I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to eat one of my favorite dishes again after this.”
“You never know what cravings you’ll have,” he chuckled. “Maybe you’ll get lucky and bruschetta will be the only thing you want.”
Just hearing the word ‘bruschetta’ was enough to set off another round of puking. By the time I was done, my stomach was completely empty and I was thoroughly drained. Nic cleaned me up, helped me brush my teeth, and carried me back to bed. I tried to focus on why he mentioned cravings and dropped a kiss onto my belly before he left the room, but I was too tired to figure it all out before I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up a couple of hours later feeling much improved. A little hungry even. When I padded down to the kitchen, I was glad I’d taken the time to dress before leaving our bedroom because I found Sophia there with two of the guards.
“Morning, sweetie.” I dropped a kiss on Sophia’s forehead and headed over to the toaster to pop a couple of slices of bread inside. “You hungry?”
“No, Daddy made me pancakes,” she replied, looking up from the picture she was coloring. “He said I should be quiet like a mouse until you woke up because you needed extra sleep, but now that you’re awake I don’t have to be a mouse anymore, right?”
“I don’t know.” I cocked my head and squinted my eyes at her. “You do make an adorable mouse.”
“I’m not a real mouse!” she squealed, jumping off her chair. “Just quiet like one and now I want to be loud, loud, loud.”
“How about we go to the park, and you can be as loud as you want as long as you don’t overdo it and get too tired?”
“Yay!” she shrieked. “I love the park.”
“Head upstairs, change into play clothes, and we’ll go as soon as I’ve eaten my toast.”
“Okie-dokie,” she tossed over her shoulder as she skipped to the stairs.
“We only have two men available to accompany you to the park this morning, Miss Martin. Mr. DeLuca has a meeting and the other men will be covering him there.”
I was startled by the sound of the guard
speaking, since they mostly faded into the background.
“We go to the park all the time,” I muttered, nibbling on the edge of the dry toast when it popped up.
“Maybe this afternoon would be better,” he suggested.
I barely restrained myself from rolling my eyes as I wandered down the hall towards Nic’s office. We were always surrounded by men, but it had been weeks and there hadn’t been any sign of the danger Nic was trying to protect us from. But if the guard didn’t think it was safe, I figured it was best to run our trip to the park past Nic before we left. As I neared his office, I heard his voice through the door. It was low with an undercurrent of irritation.
“You’d better find O’Reilly and his son. Soon. Really fucking soon. Brandon hasn’t seen any sign of them on Carly’s trail. I might not know what the hell they’re up to, but I’ll damn well put a bullet in you if they manage to get close to my family.”
Discomfort twisted inside me at the verbal reminder of the kind of man Nic was outside of our home. I tapped lightly on the door and cracked it open, drawing Nic’s attention to me. He ended the call and strolled over to me, stopping in front of me and running a fingertip along my cheek. “I like seeing the color back in your face.”
“I’m feeling much better.”
“I’m sure you are,” he replied, cryptically.
“In fact, I feel so good that I’d like to take Sophia to the park this morning.” It’s a question couched as a statement because I’m annoyed that I have to ask permission for something so mundane.
“I have a meeting and won’t be available until this afternoon,” he answered, his voice full of regret.
“We’re just going across the street and we’ll have two guards with us the entire time.”
“Gianna,” he groaned. “Why is it so impossible to tell you no?”
“Because you love me,” I quipped with a smile.
“I really do,” he murmured against my lips before claiming them in a hard kiss.
The trip to the park was as uneventful as I’d expected. I pushed Sophia on the swing, watched as she went down the slide, and chased after her in the open field. As we were riding the carousel, I started to feel light-headed and was relieved when she told me she needed to use the bathroom. The guards were standing, each one covering an entrance to the open area in front of the ride. Their heads were swiveling as they assessed the area for possible threats, particularly the tunnels under the bridges where, I suppose, someone could easily be hiding in the shadows. There were so many people milling around, it seemed like overkill to me. I jerked my head towards the public restroom across the way to let them know where we were headed, before I helped Sophia off a brightly painted, wooden horse. As soon as her feet hit the ground, she was off, racing ahead of me. I moved as quickly as I could to catch up to her, reaching her just as she was a few feet away from the bathroom door. I placed my hand on her shoulder to slow her down, ready to remind her about not running off like that when I noticed the shadow of two men coming up behind us, quickly. Looking over my shoulder, I expected to see the guards. I was shocked when I found two burly men I’d never seen before, their hands outstretched as they reached past me for Sophia.
“Run!” I screamed at Sophia, stepping into their path. She looked up at me in startled confusion, never having heard me raise my voice to her before. I gave her a little shove. “Get to Daddy’s friends. Now!”
Her wide eyes filled with tears, but she nodded and went running past us. One minute, I was watching Sophia’s little legs moving as fast as they could as she ran to the guards who were running towards us, and the next, I saw nothing but black as something was dropped over my head. Strong arms wrapped around the middle of my body and lifted me off the ground. It felt like I was hefted over somebody’s shoulder and then I was flying through the air, landing hard on my side on a firm, carpeted surface. I heard the roaring of an engine, the squealing of tires, and then I went flying until somebody reached out and pushed me back down. They weren’t the least bit gentle, and I didn’t think for a moment that they’d done it to protect me from harm.
I opened my mouth to scream, but it came out as a startled yelp when I heard a rough voice in my ear. “I told ‘em ta go after the girl. It seemed only fair since DeLuca cost me a daughter, don’ ya think?”
Oh, crap. This was really bad.
“Everyone knows DeLuca is a sucker for his young one, but ya just wouldn’t let me boys get to her, would ya?”
I felt crushing pain in my wrist as my hand was lifted, followed by a sharp tug on the ring on my finger.
“Judging by the size o’ this rock, I’m thinking I still managed to catch meself a mighty fine prize.”
Then I felt the sharp prick of a needle in my arm, and I stopped seeing the black of the hood they’d shoved over my head. I was too busy passing out from whatever they’d shot me up with, the sound of harsh laughter ringing in my ears.
Devotion
Mafia Ties #3
Coming June 6
Available for pre-order now!
It didn’t take long for Nic DeLuca and Anna Martin to fall in love. The mafia boss and innocent nanny may seem like an odd match, but their devotion to each other is absolute.
When Anna is taken by a rival family, Nic will go to any lengths to rescue her—and ensure nobody touches what’s his ever again.
Please note: Nic & Anna’s romance is a three part story, but there are no relationship cliffhangers.
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Hello! My name is Fiona Davenport and I’m a smutoholic. I’ve been reading raunchy romance novels since... well, forever and a day ago it seems. And now I get to write sexy stories and share them with others who are like me and enjoy their books on the steamier side. Fiona Davenport is my super-secret alias, which is kind of awesome since I’ve always wanted one.
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