Ruin Her

After pulling into the private car park, he locked his car and walked toward the woman. She still hadn’t given him her name, but that was fine, he’d figure it out.

Entering the elevator, he placed a hand on her back. From their reflections in the doorway, he saw she was nervous. Licking her lips and fidgeting.

He smiled. Would she back out?

He wasn’t into rape or force. His cock was hard and he wanted inside her, but other than that, he wouldn’t make her.

They stepped onto his floor. There was only one other room and that was where Raphael came when he wanted some free time away from the Family.

Opening his apartment door, he didn’t allow her to get far. He closed the door by pressing her up against it, taking her wrists, and holding them above her head.

She released a gasp and he went in, kissing those plump lips that had been teasing him all night long. There was no way he could deny his need.

She opened up and he plundered inside, kissing her back, feeling her body melt against him. This woman was scared and he got it, but that didn’t mean he was going to let her be frightened for long.

Pushing his pelvis against her, he let her feel his cock, how hard he was for her. She moaned, not fighting against him. Submitting. Keeping her wrists above her head, he slid one hand down, stroking over her body, touching her tits, and she gasped again. He moved between her legs and rubbed her pussy.

This was all fun but he wanted her naked.

Taking hold of her hand, he marched her through his apartment, going to the bedroom. The sheets were clean, bed made. He liked everything to be clean and tidy. Mess didn’t appeal. In fact, messes pissed him off.

Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tilted her head back, taking possession of her mouth once again. He broke from the kiss only long enough to take her shirt off.

She ran her hands up his body, and he had to step back. If she pushed his jacket off, she’d hear the clatter of the guns.

Removing his jacket, he made sure she didn’t see his weapons. Once he’d flicked open the catch of her jeans, he gave himself a few seconds to rid the rest of his weapons while she wriggled out of her jeans.

Her curvy body was now on display for him.

She stepped up to him, opening the buttons of his shirt and sliding her hands up his chest.

Cupping her pussy, he distracted her from the scars lining his body and the question of his ink.

He belonged to Giavanni. Had their mark on his flesh, declaring who he was.

She didn’t seem to care. This woman had no clue who he was, not even an inkling of the man she was about to have inside her body, and he loved it.

Chapter Two

Ellie couldn’t ever recall a time in her life when she’d done something crazy. This was the only time she’d acted without thinking and she couldn’t blame the man who was touching her.

His body didn’t have a single ounce of fat on him. He was all strength and tight muscle.

She didn’t know how he did it but his touch ignited a fire within her. Never had she picked a guy up in a bar or gone back to his place. For all she knew, this man could be some kind of axe murderer, and she his next willing victim. She hadn’t come here by force.

The problem was she didn’t want to walk away from him either. For one night, she wanted to do something crazy. Why not with a man who wanted her as well?

He gripped her hip and she didn’t want him to be kind or sweet. No, she wanted it dirty, hard, so she could enjoy it and not think about it after apart from wistful dreaming years later.

No names.

Just memories.

He tore her panties off and she gasped as he pushed her to the bed, joining her. He still had on his pants and made no move to take them off. He flicked the catch of her bra, his gaze falling to her chest.

“Perfect.” He cupped the mounds before taking one nipple into his mouth.

She cried out. The tight pleasure as he sucked on her went straight to her clit. She tried to press her thighs together but he kept them open, his hand holding her down.

He didn’t linger long on her tits, instead, kissing down her body, over her stomach, and to her pussy.

She looked down as he slid his tongue between her folds, sucking on her clit. She moaned some more, unable to keep the pleasure from her voice.

He didn’t stop though, and kept on licking and sucking at her pussy, teasing her. He brought her to the brink but didn’t allow her to orgasm as he pushed two fingers inside her. Then he worked a third one in her, making her burn. It had been a long time since she’d been with a guy.