Page 176 of Mafia and Gold Digger

“No.”

“Stolen?”

“No.”

“Good.” My hand cups her breast beneath the lace. I hear her moan as my thumb flicks over the nipple.

My fingers dip down between her breasts, over the intricate pattern of lace, over her belly, until I reach her legs. And I spread her thighs.

And grabbing at her thong, I smirk as I give a sharp pull until I hear the sound of the fabric ripping.

“You could have just taken it off,” she huffs.

“No, it’s more fun this way. Grab onto the headboard, baby. You’re gonna need it.”

I don’t give her a second to think before I dive in, hooking her legs over my shoulders. My tongue teases at her slick folds as I groan into her. Wet. Hot. Delicious. And all fucking mine.

A needy sound leaves her as my tongue runs over her seam, circling over her clit in just the way I know will make her see stars.

Her loud desperate moan fills the room.

My hands trail up the back of her thighs, sinking my fingers into the full curves of her ass as I suck her clit into my mouth and make her body buck into mine.

She’s writhing and moaning beneath me, shaking and trembling with need, and that stupid caveman part of my brain takes over.

As she pulls at my hair, a satisfied moan leaves me and vibrates through her, the feel of her nails dragging against my scalp just right as my dick juts hard against my pants.

And just when I think she’s going to come undone, I pull away and smirk again. The heavy-lidded look she gives me sends another thrill racing through my body.

I drag my finger along her wet slit as my eyes burn into her. And her lips part, and she gasps as I sink two fingers into her, sliding in further and further until I hit that spot that drives her wild.

Her head falls back as she moans.

I pump my fingers in and out of her, my pace increasing as I move my mouth back over her.

In and out, my fingers move in time with my tongue.

She shakes and trembles.

I know she’s on the cusp of coming.

Her fingers tug harder. She’s wound up and whimpers my name. “Saint…” I can hear how she’s panting as she tries to ride my fingers and tongue. “Saint…I’m gonna?—”

But her words are cut off by her loud moan as she spasms and screams. Her body bucks and thrashes around my fingers. And I sit back, pulling my fingers free. And once I know her eyes are back on me, I suck my fingers into my mouth.

She whimpers again, and I stand at the edge of the bed. In no time at all, I’m bare before her. My dick hard and ready. “That’s one, baby. Let’s see how many we can get before the sun comes up, huh?”

Another low sound leaves her, but I see her grin. She’s enjoying this as much as I am.

“Headboard. Grip it.”

Languidly, she rolls over to her side before she gets to her knees. Hand reaching out to grip the upholstered headboard, her head bows against the pillows as she spreads her legs, trying to watch me as she does so.

And fuck me if that doesn’t almost completely undo me.

I climb behind her, positioning myself just right. The mere glide through her slickness has me panting. Up and down, I rub my dick through her folds, taking extra time to circle her oversensitive clit.

She shudders, and I kiss her shoulder blade, pulling off the remains of the ruined lacy thong so that she’s completely bare to me.

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