Page 124 of Mafia And Maid
And as entertaining as the thought is, I want Rosa all to myself. “Rosa.”
She hums a response, her head leaning against my chest.
“Done?”
“Yes.”
It’s a breathy response that sends a jolt straight to my cock. “Perfect.”
I waste no time sliding from behind her. And before she has a chance to move, I scoop her up with ease, wrapping her legs around my waist.
Swallowing the gasp that leaves her, I claim her mouth. Tongues clashing, I devour her like she’s my last meal. And as my hands knead the back of her thighs, I grasp her to me. I adjust my grip on the back of her thighs as my hands skim under her shorts to grab her ass.
“I can walk.”
“You can…” My words break as I claim her lips, her jaw, her throat, anywhere and everywhere I can get a taste of her. Sweet and delicate. “But I like this better.” I give another squeeze to emphasize my point.
Her head tips back, exposing the column of her neck and more to my trailing lips. “Okay…” There’s a hint of something in the word, broken only by her breathy sigh. “I like it when you pick me up.” Her soft admission echoes around the silent halls, broken only by our panting breaths.
“Yeah?”
Nodding, her fingers drag against my scalp, and I grip her all the tighter. Holding her against me so she can feel just how badly I want this. How badly I need this.
“It makes me feel good…” I steal her beautiful words with another bruising kiss, pressing her into the door to the bedroom.Ourbedroom. It hasn’t been mine in weeks. That thought alone sends another jolt through my body.
Pride surges through me, battling it out with the hunger bubbling in my gut. My body is on fire. My hips press into her all the more, canting against her as I fumble with the doorknob.
“I’d carry you everywhere if I could,” I growl into her ear as the door springs open.
Once more I hold her against me, groping at her with each step as if I can devour her whole.
The door slams shut as I kick it behind me. Keeping the softness of her pressed into the planes of my body, I can’t find it in myself to care we might have woken my siblings. They’ll live. But I might die if Ican't get my fill of her—if I can’t make her feel as amazing as I feel when I’m with her.
I lower her to the floor, hands skimming along her body. I back up a space. Then, with her pupils dilated, she watches me shed my jeans, revealing my black boxers that strain against me.
I catch her gaze in mine. “Undress for me, Rosa.”
A flush spreads across her cheeks. “What?”
“Take. It. Off.” My voice rumbles through my chest as I watch her body tremble with excitement.
I make myself comfortable on the bed, watching the show before me.
She pulls the top from her body, exposing the emerald green of her bra.
And with a quick flick, the button of her shorts opens, exposing the matching set of panties, making my cock jump as it begs to be released from its confines. Soon…but not until I’ve had her come on my tongue.
I can’t take my eyes off her.She’s fucking perfect.
I hold her gaze as she peels the denim from her shapely legs and discards it behind her.
In the dimly light room, I skim over her thigh and hip.
Her hands still while mine continue to explore the soft inside of her thighs. “I didn’t say to stop, Rosa…”
My touch tears a moan of desire from her as she reaches behind her to unhook her bra. The fabric flutters to the ground.
Greedily, my eyes rake over her flesh, shamelessly taking in my fill of her.