Page 13 of Big Beefy Kingpin

I tighten my grip around Ivy’s and head for the exit. My Bentley is already waiting for us as the doors slide open. I open the passenger’s door for her and she climbs in without another word.

Before getting in, I look around, trying to see if I’ll notice something out of the ordinary but nothing stands out.

Whatever or whomever Ivy is running from will be revealed in due time but until then, she has me to protect her.

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The drive to my home is spent in silence as the unanswered questions sit heavily between us.

Who is this woman?

This is the lingering question in my head but I don’t ask as I tear through the tree-lined road. We roar past homes that are secluded by acres of land, with some carrying the old-world charm and others which are a little more modern. My grandmother loved the old mansion and years after her passing, no one from the Battista family had dared make changes other than what was necessary.

The gates open as I approach and I burn rubber, reaching the circular driveway in mere seconds, eager to get Ivy into my home. I don’t know quite yet what I intend to do once I get her into my space but the need is one I can barely control.

Ivy follows me out, sliding her hand into mine as we make our way into my home. Her hands are warm against mine and I revel in the feel of them. The thought of parting from her even for a second has anxiety pooling in my stomach but I figure she might need time for herself.

I turn to her the second we’re inside, cupping her cheek so she is looking at me.

“You can stay here for as long as you want, okay?” I rub my thumb over her jaw, swallowing back the need to lean in and take her lips into mine. “And if your friends need protection too, I will send someone to make sure they’re safe.”

Ivy watches me, her eyes running over my face in an attempt to get a read on me and she must see what she needs to because she nods. “Are you not curious?”

Oh, I am.

I want to know everything about her, but I am not going to push her to tell me anything she doesn’t want to.

“Whatever it is you are hiding won’t change the way I feel about you. I can wait until you’re ready to share with me. Just know that whatever it is, I will protect you from it.”

She draws in a shaky breath. “Okay, Roman.”

The sound of my name on her lips draws a growl from my chest and this time, there is no holding back my need as I lean down and take her lips in a searing kiss.

She whimpers, the little sound going straight into my cock. I’ve been hard from the second I saw her and just the memory of her naked pussy rubbing against my erection from earlier is enough to send a deep ache to my balls.

“Fuck, Angel,” I whisper harshly against her lips, craving more of her taste. “Stop me, baby. You were right about me being a dangerous man, so stop me before I take more than I’m supposed to.”

“No,” she cries against my lips, her fingers clawing at my chest. “Don’t stop. Please.”

I cradle the back of her head and suction our mouths together, dragging my tongue hungrily against hers and pouring all my lust-filled desire into the kiss.

“Ivy, are you sure about this?” I ask thickly, fighting to retain the logical part of my brain but losing my grasp on it with every labored breath we share. “There will be no stopping after this.”

She responds by fisting her hands on my shirt and yanking me forward until our lips join once more. They are soft as they brush against mine, so innocent and naïve.

So perfect.

With a growl, I dig my fingers into her hair, taking control. I trail my palm down her waist, and around to her ass, fondling her pert bottom with my massive hand and dragging the ridge of my erection against her stomach.

“You taste delicious, angel,” I whisper raggedly, nipping gently at her lip. “I can’t wait to get a taste of the rest of you.”

“Oh, please…” she whimpers into my mouth, and her little broken sounds of pleasure almost send me to the edge.

I need to get her to my bed,now.

Without breaking the kiss, I reach down, grab the back of her thighs and lift her into my arms. She closes her legs around me, looping her arms around my neck as I start walking towards the stairs.

We blindly make our way up the two flights of stairs to my bedroom as she rubs her little nipples hard against my chest.

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