Page 54 of Mafia and Gold Digger

“Don’t try me, Emerald. Not after the job I’ve had hunting you down. If you don’t want me to make a scene here, then tell me where the hell you’re staying.”

Her gaze flickers, and I can tell she doesn’t want me causing trouble for Winifred or her business. “Fine.” And she tells me the name of the place she’s staying.

I want to hug her and strangle her at the same time. Because how she managed to get four fucking states away and set up a new life in so little time is as impressive as it’s aggravating.

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When it’s early evening, I drive to Emerald’s motel. I knock on the motel room door, and Emerald opens it wearing an oversized T-shirt and little cotton shorts I can barely see. Lust flares in my belly, threatening to drag me into ecstasy just at the sight of her.

She lets me in and shuts the door behind me. I open my mouth and brace myself for a battle.

But before I can get a word in, she shoves me against the wall and kisses me hard.

I groan and melt against her as she fists my shirt in her hands, desperate to have me the way she needs me. And when she sucks my tongue, I know I’m fucked.

There’s no way I can deny her when she’s so damn eager. And she’s getting everything tonight—I’m making damn sure of that. I grip her tee and jerk it off her, revealing her perfect tits.

I undo a couple of buttons on my own shirt before hauling it over my head. Emerald watches me before taking a step back and dropping her little shorts, revealing every inch of her naked body. “I want you,” she rasps.

“Do you?”

She nods and tugs me closer by the loops on my jeans. She undoes the button and zipper, pulling them down. “Now, Saint. I need you.”

“Which is it?” I fist her hair and kick out of my shoes and socks. “Do you want me? Or do you need me?”

“Both. I need younow,” she insists.

“Already soaked?” I ask, quirking an eyebrow, working my fingers between her thighs to stroke her pussy. Christ, she’s more than soaked. She’s fucking dripping for me. So wet and ready. So eager.

I thrust two fingers into her as I devour her mouth with mine.

She wraps her arms around me, exploring all of my back, shoulders, and chest. I groan as her nails tease my skin. She’s a constant temptation and so much more. I pick her up and toss her roughly across the bed.

Leaning over her, she slides her hand into my hair, gripping as our tongues war. And my fingers slip back inside her and thrust and curl against her G-spot.

“Please. Your fingers feel so good, but you...I need all of you,” she whimpers.

“Good,” I growl, withdrawing my slick fingers from her channel and rubbing the juices on them all over her clit.

She wraps her legs around me. I penetrate her slowly, keeping my eyes fixed on her. Savoring how good and tight she feels and teasing her with just one inch at a time. And holding her gorgeous green gaze makes it so much more intense.

She pants and arches into me. It’s like she’s spelling out exactly how good I feel inside her. And the moans that tumble from her throat threaten to push me over the edge before we can even really start.

She’s so perfect for me in so many ways. I thrust my cock all the way deep into her, and she writhes under me, digging her nails into my arms to hold on while struggling to hold my gaze.

“Ready for more, baby?” I ask.

“Yes,” she exhales.

I brace myself on the mattress on either side of her head, then pull almost all the way out.

Before slamming back hard into her.

I enjoy every single expression on her face and how damn beautiful she is as her black hair becomes a mess under her head. She’s fucking perfect, every inch of her, every beautiful expression, the way her eyes darken as I pick up the pace and give her pussy what she really wants and really needs.

I growl against her lips and make myself hold her gaze even though I want to lick every bit of skin I can see. She claws my shoulders as I pound into her, and I memorize the wet sounds from her pussy when I thrust into her, the sound of skin on skin, and Emerald’s beautiful moans. Her ecstasy is a song I want to sink into.

And when she scratches down my back, my restraint breaks.

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