Page 25 of Possessive Mafia Vows

She moves closer. Her eyelashes are still wet, and her cheeks are flushed from the brandy, and I have to resist the urge to cup her face with both hands and press my lips against hers.

Closer. Her lips are almost brushing mine. I can smell the faint tang of brandy on her breath. Feel the heat emanating from her.

“Do you want to kiss me, Kyle?”

All or nothing.

“More than I’ve ever wanted to kiss anyone in my life.” My voice is husky.

“What’s stopping you?”

I set our glasses down on the floor at our feet. The instant my fingers entwine with her hair, my intentions to give her spacefly out of the window and are swallowed up by the heavy gray clouds.

She parts her lips to let me in. She closes her eyes, tilts her head backwards, and melds her body to mine.

“Sienna,” I murmur between kisses. “If you want me to stop, tell me now.”

Our tongues meet. Her arms wrap around my neck, pulling me onto her as though any distance between us is too much. I’m not about to give her a second chance to push me away.

I pick her up, and her legs curl around my hips. I carry her to the sofa and set her down gently, one knee between her legs while I loosen my tie and unbutton my shirt.

Sienna’s fingers are already fumbling with the zipper of my pants.

“No.” I move her hand away. “Not yet.”

“Are you always this bossy?” She slants her eyes at me, and I smother her mouth with a long, deep kiss.

“Always.”

I pull away long enough to tug her sweater over her head. I slide my hands beneath her back, unfasten her bra and toss it onto the floor with the sweater. Then, I sit back on her legs, pinning her beneath me so that she can’t move, and raise her arms behind her head so that I can study her body.

“An-alainn. So beautiful.”

“Kyle…”

“Don’t say a word.”

Starting with her collarbones, I trace a pattern down her body with my fingertips, circling her breasts, her nipples, her ribs, and her belly button. Goosebumps pop on her arms, and her nipples grow erect.

“Hello.” I lean forward and suck her left nipple, tugging on it until it swells. I move onto her right nipple, squeezing her breast with my hand.

When I raise my eyes, Sienna is watching me with a small smile.

“What do you want me to do, leoin?”

Her eyelids are heavy. “I want you to fuck me. I want you to turn me over and fuck me from behind, and then I want you to fuck me again.”

I hold her gaze while I unzip her jeans. Underneath, she is wearing black lace panties that accentuate her pale skin. I climb off the sofa and pull off her jeans but leave her panties on. Still standing where I can see Sienna reclining on the sofa, naked apart from the black lace panties, I remove my shirt and pants.

My erection bulges inside my boxers, and Sienna’s eyes drop and widen. She instinctively licks her lips. This will be the first time I’ll have fucked her skin-on-skin, and my cock is aching to get started.

I drop my boxers, springing my cock free, and step out of them. Then, kneeling between Sienna’s legs on the sofa, I rub the end of my cock around her pussy. She arches her back, pushing herself onto me.

“Do you want me, leoin?” I spread her legs and press my cock into her pussy through the black lace.

She gasps. “Yes.”

“Show me.”

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