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“Your cunt is squeezing me so tight, Little Flame.” I pant against her lips. “You gonna come for me? Are you going to milk my cock so your greedy pussy can spend the day full of my cum?”

“Fuck, Orion,” she moans, her eyes sliding closed as she clenches around me. One thing I’ve learned about my girl is she fucking loves dirty talk. And I am more than happy to oblige her. “I’m so close.”

“I know, baby. Let go for me. Give it to me.” I pick up my pace, slamming into her so hard the dresser at her back hits the wall with every thrust, but I don’t give a fuck. The whole apartment could implode, and it wouldn’t stop me from fucking my woman.

Ember clenches around me so tight I can barely keep thrusting as her orgasm rolls through her, and I’m right behind her. My cock pulses inside her with one final thrust, burying myself to the hilt to ensure my cum is as deep as I can get it.

I don’t know where this obsession with filling her with me came from, because before Ember came along, I’d never fucked anyone without a condom. But there’s something about knowing she’s full of my cum that has my baser instincts going wild.

Fuck, if I thought I could knock her up while she’s on her birth control, I think I’d be fucking her for breakfast, lunch, and dinner to make that happen, and I’ve never even wanted kids.

I’ve never even thought about them.

Probably not what you’d expect to hear from the leader of a criminal enterprise. Every Mafia boss I know is obsessed with giving their kingdom an heir.

But now that I have Ember, the thought of a little girl with her eyes definitely has some appeal.

“Holy fuck,” she mumbles against my shoulder.

“Mmhmm.” I press a kiss to her neck as I try to will myself to pull out of her warm heat.

“I need to go.”

“Or you could stay here. I could prop you up on my desk and spend the day eating you out between meetings?”

“As tempting as that may be, I’m already running late.”

I sigh. “Fine. But don’t forget the rules. If you break them, if you give Killian the slip, if you don’t follow all his orders, you will find yourself chained to the bed again. Understand?”

She nibbles at her bottom lip, but nods.

I barely bite back the smirk that tries to tug at my lips.

I don’t think my little flame hated being chained up half as much as she thinks she did.

CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

EMBER

Iwas hoping to talk to Killian on the way over to the club, but he spent the whole time on a phone call, walking behind me, which meant when I stepped into Lucas’s office, I didn’t have much to tell him.

Actually, I had nothing.

Less than nothing when you consider all I had was on my laptop, which was stolen.

I’m so fucked.

Killian stops by the door, gives the room a once-over, and must decide it’s safe before he turns his back to lean against the wall beside the door.

I steel my shoulders and take a seat across from Lucas, barely containing the eye roll when I notice the blonde kneeling at his feet.

God, he’s a piece of shit.

I just really hope she’s down there because she wants to be and not because he’s forcing her.

“I’m disappointed with you, Ember,” Lucas starts, his cold, calculating gaze locked on me as he leans forward, pressing his elbows to the desk in front of him.

If it weren’t for the fact that it’s me sitting in this seat right now, I’d probably find the scene amusing because my boss seems to think he’s some kind of mob boss, when in reality, he runs a strip club and has a few thieves on his payroll that he hires out to people.

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