Her Mafia Destiny (Maclean Mafia Men 1)
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His mouth and fingers crept down her body, tasting and touching every bit of skin he could. When he got to her thighs, he used his shoulder to make room in between them for himself.
“Wait,” she said and tried to pull him back up. “No.”
“Yes. I want you imprinted on my brain forever.”
His tastebuds lit up with the first swipe of his tongue against her slit. “Fuck, you taste like peaches. I fucking love peaches.”
He started to work his finger into her cunt. “Damn, you’re tight, baby.”
“I’ve only done it a few times, and it was a long time ago.”
Oh, hell, this made it even more intense for him because she was practically a virgin. He’d be the last man to ever have her for the rest of her life.
“Let’s try to get two in you.”
He could tell she was struggling. “Easy, sweetheart. I’m not going to hurt you. Relax and let me in.” As he sucked on her clit, he pumped his fingers into her. He was fast becoming obsessed with her scent and taste and knew at that moment he’d never get enough.