Page 566 of Sinfully Savage Mafia

A few hours later, I rest my hand on my full belly and let out a soft moan as Zeno and I meander through the museum, trying to find the exit. I have Vito on a leash, and he walks slowly because he’s practically in a food-coma, poor guy.

There are so many hidden doorways that lead to dead ends. I guess that labyrinth mentality served the bosses well when people tried to escape their punishments. “Thank you for including my family. I know they feel so disconnected from our life since they’re so far away. And it was so great for them to have time with your family, too. You know, off-duty.”

“Yeah, except Nico still wants to beat my ass,” he says.

“Probably,” I say. “But he’s getting better! He actually spoke to you tonight.”

“Yep, the tides are really changing,” Zeno says in a sarcastic voice.

I look up at Zeno with a smile. My God, I’m about to embrace the life I swore I wanted to leave behind.

And I’ve fallen for the guy who is going to keep me immersed in it.

Forever, with any luck.

Ha!

Luck.

I know it’s on my side.

It sent me Zeno.

And hope for a future.

I’ll take it.

Zeno opens a door but again, it’s not the exit.

I peer around. The whole museum is empty since Zeno rented the whole thing out. Two bosses under the same roof warrants privacy and plenty of security. And this room is no exception.

I walk forward, dropping the leash. Vito drops to the carpeted floor, snoozing before I have a chance to move even a foot. I take in the surroundings, caramel-colored wood-paneled walls, and wooden viewing area. The room looks like a courtroom of sorts.

“This place was recreated for the biggest mob trials in history,” he says.

I trail a hand over one of the benches, leaning against one. A tingling in my belly ignites and I crook a finger at him. "Does this room make you want to punish me?” I whisper.

“Fuck yeah,” he says with a mischievous grin, gently backing me onto one of the benches. He reaches under my skirt, looping his fingers into my panties and dragging them down to my ankles. He forces my legs open, dragging his hot tongue along the sensitive skin on my inner thighs. I shudder at his touch, the erotic sensations swirling in my belly about to explode throughout my insides.

“You don’t come until I say,” he growls. “Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I rasp.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir!”

He grins. “Good girl.” Then he dips his head between my quivering thighs, jutting out his tongue and delving into my throbbing pussy. He nips at my clit, using his thumb and forefinger to glide against it as his tongue probes my folds. It plunges deep as his fingers dig into my flesh. He loops his arms under my legs, lifting me closer to his hungry lips. I clutch the sides of the couch as his mouth brings me right to the edge of euphoria, so close, I want to just nose-dive into the carnal bliss overtaking my body.

My entire body trembles and I keep my mouth closed tight, even though it wants to sing out his name. I shake and quiver, fighting a losing battle against the pleasure that threatens to overtake me. He licks, he suckles, and he plunders my body in the most deliciously deviant way imaginable.

“Oh my God!” I whisper-scream. “Fuck me, Zeno! Please, fuck me now!”

“You broke the rules.” He pulls away. “But screw it, I’m still in charge. And I say ride my cock, Lily. Slide that beautiful wet pussy down my throbbing cock and make me come with you.”

He pulls away, shoving his pants to the floor, then backing onto the bench as I straddle him. His perfect pink cock is rock solid and I swallow hard, my heart beating out of my chest at the thought of it being inside of me.

He grabs my hips and settles me on top of him. I let out a tiny gasp of pleasure as I rock my hips against his. I clench him tight, rubbing my clit against him with each thrust. He grips my waist to keep me in position as our bodies rock against each other.

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