Page 31 of Dangerous Games of Trust

I see the flash of hurt. “They won’t respect some young girl coming in there and demanding she’s in charge, it doesn’t matter how I feel, Harley.”

“Why?” I glare back, wanting to stomp my feet and have a tantrum right here in his office. He’s the most infuriating man in the world.

Ricky steps in beside him, backing him up. “It’s not the way things are done.”

Irritation crawls over my skin because I know what he’s saying is true. The men around here don’t have any respect for women, and I’m no one. I didn’t grow up here showing my face alongside my papa, I can’t just waltz on into his show room and demand they listen to me, because they will laugh in my face. I cross my arms over my chest and suck in a deep breath. “Then Marco can stand by my side. I’m not handing over my family businesses to anyone else.”

Alessandro growls. He’s a man on the verge of losing it.

Ricky takes my hands in his. “We can discuss details later. We haven’t seen our girl in days, and from that phone call, I’m going to assume Geovani’s on his way to collect you. We need to make up for lost time.” Ricky’s hand brushes over my stomach and travels up my body, cupping my tits. Instinctively I move into him, wanting his healing touch.

I give him my full attention because right now I need a little distraction from the tension that’s eating me alive. “What exactly did you have in mind, Ricky?” I smile seductively, my hand tangling in his shirt as I move closer.

“Geovani’s not taking you anywhere,” Alessandro snarls out.

My eyes flick back to him reluctantly. Why must he be the fun police. “That’s not your decision to make,” I snap with an eye roll.

“Alex,” Ricky warns his brother, growling into my neck. His actual half-brother. Not sure I can wrap my head around that just yet.

But I have to smirk back at him. He’s like a dog with a bone, and right now he wants me, his lips not even leaving my skin to threaten his brother. I’m not going to deny him, he’s had a traumatic night, after all. I untuck his shirt and find his belt buckle, needing my hands on him. His lips rise back to mine, kissing me roughly, sending a flood of dampness straight to mypanties. I undo his top button and slip my hand inside his pants, feeling his hard length. Fuck, he feels so good.

Over his shoulder I see Alessandro’s body stiffen, his eyes running over us together.

My lips turn up at the sides in an invitation for him to stop being such an asshole. He could come and join us. “Are you going to keep glaring at me or come have some fun?”

I lean into Ricky’s touch as he plucks at my nipple, his head dipping to place kisses down my neck.

“For fuck’s sake,” he growls out, striding over to the door and flicking the lock. His dark eyes are filled with sin and a promise of what’s about to come. Hopefully me. Watching us together has him all hot and bothered, even if he’s still furious about losing all the control over me.

He tilts my head back so I meet his dark eyes. “I will support you and your brother in taking back what’s yours if you can promise me one thing: when the time comes, you get your men to support me in taking over the reins from Enzo.”

My lips twitch up at the sides. “Done.”

Chapter 16

Alessandro’s large hands cometo my body, one wrapping round my neck, the other around my middle as he pulls me back to him. My back is pressed to his front, his body hard as stone, every muscle filled with tension and testosterone. His cock strains against his pants, letting me know he’s very much on board with my and Ricky’s idea of fun.

I lean into him as he claims my mouth with a possessive kiss over my shoulder. When he pulls back, I’m breathless and panting for more, my body begging to be played with. “Didn’t think you would be one to share, Alex, but I’m pleased you know how.” I smirk way too sweetly, not entirely sure why I’m still trying to bait him. His smug expression just brings out the bitchy side of me and I can’t help it.

Ricky chuckles, enjoying the way I rile up his brother. His hand drops down my body, settling between my legs. I inhale a labored breath when he pulls my panties aside, his talented fingers exploring me and sending delicious shivers running over my skin as he dusts over my most sensitive parts. I adjust theway I’m standing, giving him better access to my core, practically begging him to finger me already.

Alessandro’s hand runs down my side, cupping my ass roughly. “Oh, princess, you underestimate me. I’ve been dying to stretch that tight little cunt of yours.” His lips are on my skin, pressing rough kisses down my shoulder. Using his teeth to slip my dress strap down one arm, his lips find my neck.

Ricky’s fingers dance over my clit again, and I let out a soft moan as I meet Alessandro’s dark stare.

“I only hope you can take us both.” His words hold a challenge. Like he thinks I’m not up for it.

My insides clench, and I let out a whimper. I’m not sure I can. I’ve never tried before, when it was Maddox and Ricky it was fucking hot, but that was different. I’ve never had two cocks inside my pussy at once. I’m not even sure how that works, but I’m not going to let that on to him. I fucking want this, the two of them together. At once, sounds like the delicious kind of torture I’m into.

I suck in a ragged breath, a shudder running through me as my pussy throbs with fresh need.

Ricky slides two fingers into my center, filling me up. “I think our girl’s about to cum at the thought.” He chuckles playfully, and I know he can feel how wet I am for them. He’s not wrong, the idea definitely has my cheeks radiating a new kind of heat.

His fingers curl up inside of me in the way he knows I like. A moan escapes me, and I try to rock my hips forward to meet his thrusts. But Alessandro won’t let me move. I’m wedged between their two solid bodies. My skin is on fire with their touch, every slight movement melting me further. My hand slides over Ricky’s shaft, desperate to feel him inside of me.

“Not yet, princess.” Alessandro’s breath tickles my ear with his warning, his fingers tightening around my neck. He’s desperate to control me, I can sense it in the way he holds me and thedemanding tone to his voice. I’m so close to him, I feel the way his heart races, and something about it all drives me wild.

I don’t understand his obsession with me. He could have anyone, they both could, but for some reason they want me. His hand releases its tight grip on my neck, and I suck in a deep breath. His fingers dust lightly down my arm, forcing the other strap to fall, my flimsy dress sinking down over my tits and bunching around my waist. He makes fast work of my bra, freeing my tits, cupping them as he massages roughly. Every touch with him is deliberate. He knows the effect he has on me, and the smirk painting his lips takes me back years. To a more carefree Alessandro, the guy I originally met and had so much fun with. I knew he was still in there somewhere.

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