Page 22 of Christmas with the Mafia
“You will be required to sign a contract.”
“A business one?”
“Of course.”
“What else?”
I cup her face in my hands and stare at her with dark ownership. “You will move in with me.”
“At your parent’s house?”
Fuck, I forgot Christmas is a few days away.
“Yes, but until then, you will stay with me.”
“Why?”
“Because it needs to be believable. You must be comfortable with me. It won’t work unless you are.”
“It’s only for a couple of days, so of course.”
She blinks, her chest rising and falling as she breathes deeply, her heart beating erratically as she gazes into my eyes.
“Then we should seal the deal.”
“We should.”
I dip my face closer, and she closes her eyes, and as my lips touch hers, the music fades into the background.
I enjoy her like a fine wine or a decadent canapé. A small example of what’s coming, the promise of decadence and a delicious feast. Her lips taste of strawberries, and she smells of flowers and spice. My senses are controlled by her, the soft feel of her skin against my fingers, the scent of her surrounding me.
She is sweet and pure, and the warmth from her body is relaxing against mine. I take my time and kiss her softly, my tongue probing deeper, my cock hard against her stomach. She kisses me back, matching every stroke of my tongue, sampling, feeding off my energy, giving back as good as she gets.
The fact that I’m kissing her in public is a first for me. I don’t kiss, not like this, and yet I want moreof it. We are making out like teenagers at their first prom, and it feels so good. Right even and as the music changes to a powerful rhapsody, I drop my hands and pull her body flush with mine, deepening the kiss with the promise that this is the beginning of something amazing.
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REGINA
It’sas if I’m on a rollercoaster, and the moment it’s ended, we start up again. Tonight has been a lot and yet this, kissing a man like Nico Ravera like naughty kids behind the bike sheds, is an absolute pleasure. I have never had so much pleasure in my life, and I could kiss this man all night. I mean, he is seriously sexy. Sex on legs even. If I could have typed in my description to AI and it spilled him out, he would be everything I had ever wanted.
His kiss is good too. Deep and sexy with just the right amount of tongue. I am already moving past the kissing rule and up for negotiating the next base with him. He is everything, all-consuming and the perfect magic eraser to eradicate the image of the cheater that went before him. Connor who? Do I know a man of that name? This is the night of my dreams and the start of my new power-fueled life, and I can’t believe my luck.
Nico pulls back, and I gasp, “Wow.”
He smirks. “So we have a deal.”
“We do.”
I smile as his hand grips mine and he whispers, “We should head back. I am here on business, no matter how delightful this has been.”
“Business. Of course.”
I wink. “It appears that I am here on business too. I agree to your terms.”
He shakes his head, an arrogant smirk on his face, and as we move back into view of the room, I don’t miss the curious stares that follow our progress.
We reach the booth, and Alyssia smiles. “You were gone for ages. I don’t suppose you fancy grabbing some food with me. Trent is okay with that.” She nods toward Nico’s assistant, at least that’s what I think he is.
