Plain Jane and the Mafia Beast

He pulled away from her, releasing her arms, withdrawing from her pussy, and she watched a little shocked as he left the room without a backward glance.

Vincenzo didn’t say anything, and she was a little hurt.

There’s no way she’d wait around for him to come back. She had to get out of there. He didn’t want her here.

She didn’t want to deal with the morning-after routine or what happened once the fun happy time had ended.

Even as she ached a lot, she ignored that pain and rushed back out into the hallway. Finding her bra and dress, she held up the remains of her thong and tsked, throwing it to one side.

She was just about to secure the bra when it was suddenly pulled from her grip.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

“I’m leaving. We’re done, right?”

“We’re nowhere near done.” He pulled her into his arms. “I can’t give you more than tonight.” His lips grazed her shoulder. “But I said the full night.”

She glanced across the room seeing the lonely digital clock on the wall. It was a little past eleven o’clock. Not that late at all.

“I’ll take you home tomorrow, but I’ve still got a lot I want to do to you and I’m going to, baby. This body needs a good fucking, and I’m the perfect guy for the job.” He slid his hand between her thighs, touching her sensitive pussy. “You’ve got blood and cum all over you, sweetheart. I didn’t think you’d like it if I flipped you over and fucked you from behind without cleaning you up first. You’ll be sore tomorrow, but you won’t be at work.”

“I will be.”

“You’re off. I’ve already called your boss. He’s got someone else to work your shift. You’ll take tomorrow off to deal with whatever soreness, and until then, your body is mine to do with as I please.”

With that, he picked her up and carried her back to the bathroom.

She should protest.

Arika didn’t say a word as he lowered her into the tub. She didn’t want to. This may only be one night, but to her it was going to be the best night of her life.

Chapter Eight

Vincenzo had never known a pussy to be so fucking tight. He watched Arika as she lay back in the tub. The hot water was clearly helping whatever aches he may have given her. Her eyes were closed, so he could look without fear of her seeing something or of hoping for something.

This was going to be one night.

It didn’t matter that he was fucking happy to see her.

Or that she made his dick hard.

Or even that he was addicted to the scent and sight of her.

None of it mattered because tonight was a one-time deal and he intended to get his fill of her. To sate his hunger and then move on. To forget about her. She was just one woman in a world full of them.

She didn’t hold any magical ability to keep him sated.

It didn’t matter that she’d been a virgin.

No other man had touched her, tasted her, fucked her.

A complete and total innocent.

None of that could mean anything come the morning.

She’d have to go, and he’d have to move on with his life.

There were jobs to do.

“I had no idea you were at the club tonight,” she said.

Her eyes opened, and she smiled.

“Why were you there?”

“Rachel was under the impression that I needed to get laid, which is why we were there. I guess she was right.”

“That bar is not the best place to pick up men, Arika.”

“I picked you up.”

“I’m one of a kind.”

“And what makes you one of a kind?” she asked.

“Simple. I’ve no intention of hurting you. You know the kind of people I run with. They visit that club often, and I don’t want you part of this life.”

“Which is why it’s a one-night deal.”

“Exactly. You can’t go getting romantic notions about what is happening between us.”

She burst out laughing. “I’m not going to get romantic notions or think that you love me, Vincenzo. I’m not … I’m under no illusions, okay? Have you ever thought that I may like this? That just having sex works for me?”

“Does it?”

“Yes. I’ve got a plan, remember? I don’t need a man to live that. I’m working hard on finishing college right now.”

“You’ll do well in life, I’m sure of it.” He stood up and moved toward the bath. He reached in and pulled the plug.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“You’ve had enough fun. One night only, remember. I want your pussy again and so much more.”

He grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her and picking her up.

“You’re crazy, you know that?”

“I’ve killed men for less than that insult. However, coming from you, I find it rather cute.”

She burst out laughing, and damn he loved that sound.