by Bianca Cole
"Gia seems a little…"
"Distracted?" Siena offers.
I nod in response. "Yes, she's been like that for a while. Ever since she met some guy that she won't tell me anything about."
I raise a brow. "Is that who she is talking to?"
"God knows, she's been so private. So I'll see you tomorrow?"
I nod. "Sure, yacht leaves at ten in the morning from here."
"Sounds great. I'll see you then." She pulls me into a long hug. Then turns and rushes after Gia, who didn't even say goodbye. There's something odd going on with her.
I head toward the sea, dropping my beach dress on the sand. Milo stops swimming and comes into the shallows to meet me. "Your friends didn't stay long."
I shake my head, setting my hands on his shoulders. "No, Gia was acting weird. They're going to the ball tonight and can't make dinner."
Milo wraps his arms around my waist. "Are you sure you don't want to go?"
I stare up at him. "I'm sure. I don't want to see him, Milo. We talked about this."
Milo nods. "I know, princess." He shrugs. "You wouldn't have to see him. There'll be hundreds of people at the ball."
I glare at him. "No, I don't want to risk bumping into him." Milo does listen to me more now than when we first met, but if he tried to force me to go to my father's ball, I wouldn't be happy.
He kisses me softly before murmuring against my ear. "Whatever you want, but only because this concerns your family." He nips my bottom lip softly. "Don't get used to it, angel."
I pull back and give him a defiant glare, as he loves it when I fight. "Maybe I should get used to it." I turn away from him and run toward the sea, glancing back over my shoulder at him. "I'm going for a swim."
Milo's growl follows me as I rush toward the warm Mediterranean Sea. "You know I love it when you run."
Excitement twists my stomach as I know he's going to chase me. I love being chased as much as he loves chasing. I make it to the surf. As I'm about to dive into the sea, Milo grabs me around the waist and lifts me off my feet.
"Hey, I didn't even get a chance to dive in."
Milo's deep, gruff voice purrs in my ear, "No swimming for you, but you're going to be very wet when I'm through with you, angel."
My thighs clench as he carries me away from the sea, heading back toward the villa we rented on the beach.
"Let me go. I haven't had my swim," I whine, putting up a fight as I know how much Milo loves my resistance.
It's ironic that when we met, all I wanted was to get away from this man. After just over a year married to him, all I want is to please him. He takes care of me, and I love him for it.
Milo sets me down on a large day bed by our villa pool and stares down at me silently.
"What are you looking at?" I ask.
He smiles. "A work of fucking art. You're perfect. Have I told you that?"
I shrug. "About a hundred times, but no one is perfect."
He kneels in front of me on the daybed and parts my legs so he can get closer to me. "That's not true. You are perfect to me, mio amore." He gently slides my bikini bottoms off before dipping his head to meet my aching pussy.
I cry out as he circles my clit with the tip of his tongue, making me needy. I'm always needy around my husband, but once he touches me, the need takes control.
He doesn't stop there, plunging his tongue deep inside of me and tasting me. I'm wound up tighter than a coiled spring.
It's crazy that my desire for my husband only grows daily. Our relationship has blossomed into something stronger than I could have imagined. The saying that there is a fine line between love and hate most certainly is true, as we're the living proof.
Milo slides two fingers inside of me, curling them to hit the spot that makes me cry out every time. He knows my body better than I do. Slowly, he drives me closer and closer to climax, only to deny me every time.
He has taught me that patience for release makes it ten times more explosive. Even so, it's impossible not to feel frustrated.
"Please, sir, make me come," I beg.
He chuckles. "Not until I'm buried deep inside of you, princess."
"Then fuck me," I say.
He smirks up at me with one eyebrow raised. "Fuck me what?"
I know what he wants me to say. "Fuck me, please, daddy."
"Good girl." He slides his swim shorts down, releasing his huge, hard cock. It bobs back and slaps into his chiseled abs. He lines himself up with me and slides all the way inside with one stroke.
Milo grabs hold of my wrists and pins them above me on the bed, restraining me. Slowly, he moves his hips in and out. Each stroke is hard but slow, so I can feel every inch of him sinking all the way in before pulling all the way back out. He holds my gaze, grunting like an animal.
"I will never get enough of you, Aida," he growls, leaning down to nibble at the flesh above my collarbone. "Never," he murmurs. He bites my collarbone, sending a thrilling pain through my nerve endings and setting them on fire.
"I'll never get enough of you, daddy," I cry as he fucks me faster. Ever since I fell pregnant, he's become less rough with me and more protective than ever. I love it when he's rough, but he doesn't feel right being too rough anymore or tying me up too much.
"Fuck me, harder," I beg, trying to break free from his hold on my wrists.
Milo growls softly, "Don't move, princess." He tries to hold himself back. The strained look on his face tells me that much. He lets go of my wrists and places his hand around my throat in a firm grip. "I want you to come for me on command. Do you understand?"
I nod in response, "Yes, daddy."
"Fuck," he roars. "Then come now for me."
He is the master of my body, as his order is all it takes. White-hot pleasure courses through every nerve in my body as I get my release. My muscles tighten around his cock as if they never want him to leave. Milo is so deep inside of me I don't know where I end, and he begins. It feels like I'm floating and my only anchor to this world is my husband.
Milo releases my throat and bites my shoulder as he comes inside of me, shooting rope after rope of seed deep.
For a while, we remain in that position in silence, staring into each other's eyes. The intimacy between us only increases the longer we're together. At times, it feels like he can see right into my soul.
Milo collapses next to me on the day bed, pulling me against him. "Aida, you're my addiction," he murmurs, curling his fingers in my hair. "I can't get enough."
I smile and nestle against his warm, muscular body. "Good. I hope you never get enough."
He laughs. "I can't wait to start a family with you." He shakes his head. "Fuck, I never thought I'd say those words to anyone."
I reach up and cup his face. "Neither can I. I love you more than anything."
He looks into my eyes, and I see tears of joy brimming in them. They don't fall, but I can see how much he cares.
It's crazy when I think back to the man that I met over a year ago. Our love story was anything but traditional, but real life isn't like fairytales. In real life, the princess falls in love with the villain more often than not. I'm just lucky that my villain loves me back.
THE END
Thank you for reading Cruel Daddy, the first book in my Boston Mafia Doms series. I hope you enjoyed following Milo and Aida's story.
The next book in this series follows Irish mobster Malachy McCarthy's twisted romance story. This book will be available through Kindle Unlimited or to pre-order on Amazon.
Savage Daddy: A Dark Captive Mafia Romance
Desperation led me into the hands of a savage.
I should never have considered auctioning my virginity. The kind of men likely to bid are the type you never want to meet. Dark, twisted, and dangerous.
Malachy is no exception. He buys me at the auction. He takes me home and locks me away.
It turns out selling your virginity has an entirely different meaning to what I thought. I expect one nigh
t, and then I’m free. Not when it comes to Malachy McCarthy.
I belong to him until he says so. A toy to play with until he decides he’s bored. The man is a savage, and I’m his next meal.
I don’t know if I’ll come out at the end of this in one piece. More importantly, I’m not sure I can keep my heart untouched. Will this savage bend and break that as well?
Savage Daddy is the second book in the Boston Mafia Doms Series by Bianca Cole. This book is a safe story with no cliffhangers and a happily ever after ending. This story has dark themes that may upset some people, hot scenes, and bad language. It features an over-the-top, twisted, and savage Irish mobster.
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I love to write stories about over the top alpha bad boys who have heart beneath it all, fiery heroines, and happily-ever-after endings with heart and heat. My stories have twists and turns that will keep you flipping the pages and heat to set your kindle on fire.
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