Page 69 of Wicked Mafia Sinner

He raises his head. Those ice eyes turn sharp and bright against the morning forest behind him.

"Now." He groans as his tongue swirls over mine. His large hands touch every part of me the shirt isn’t touching.

“This is a problem.” He takes the lapels of my shirt and pops the buttons with one hard pull. The shirt falls open and his eyes immediately fall to my hard nipples. His mouth follows.

“Problem solved,” I husk, totally smitten with the way he ravishes me.

I arch into him, bury my hands into his hair and hold him tight.

He reaches between us and guides his massive cock to my entrance. I’m already dripping wet for the man so when he presses the swollen head to my entrance I’m ready.

Better yet…

I press a hand to his shoulders and he follows my signals to roll on his back.

“Good boy,” I wink at him and the animalistic growl that he gives has another wave of hot liquid wetting my thighs. I climb over him and brace my palms against his chest, his heartbeat slamming into my palms.

I sink down onto him and his eyes flash with a hunger so wild and raw, I feel it in my soul.

My pussy clenches around him as I take his full length inside me. My world narrows to only us and a bolt of heat lashes through me. My core throbs with a need to feel him deeper.

The stretch is still new, still overwhelming. The angle is deeper from here, gravity adding pressure that pulls a deep moan from my throat.

Rowan’s hands grip my hips, guiding and steadying me, but he doesn't take over. He lets me set the pace. I can read it in his hands, in the way he holds instead of grips. His fingers are loose enough to follow wherever I lead.

He’s giving me control and I take it.

"Sunshine, take from me whatever it is you need.” He thrusts up into me and I ride him, meet him halfway. The burst of pleasure pain that rockets through me fuels my desire to feel him deeper.

This man trusts me to not only pleasure him but to also pleasure myself. It’s at that moment I realize my mistake.

His hands cup my cheeks and he slowly angles my head to where our gazes meet.

“Take all of me, Cora. Whatever it is that will make you see I would never harm you. Never cause you to fear a single second in my company.”

My hips stutter. His words mirror my thoughts. I failed him and ran at the slightest hint of danger instead of stopping and talking.

I slow my rhythm and lean over him and rest my forehead on his. “I’m so sorry,” I whisper between us with the weight of a thousand regrets squeezing my heart.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. Protecting yourself is your top priority.”

I still full over the top of him and raise above him. Pressing my hands over his heart I admit a small fear of mine I didn’t know I was holding onto until just now. “I compared you to your son and that wasn’t fair to you or to him. I know the kind of life you lead. I know what you do and I know what he does. I didn’t draw a line between you. I see that now.”

He raises his legs and forces me to fall over him. He pulls me the rest of the way down until I’m resting over his chest. Wrapped in his warmth Rowan breaks and heals my heart all at once.

“You’re right. I am not my son and he is not me. But you are right to be cautious. We are both killers. Only I kill to protect and he’s ending lives in order to ascend a throne he thinks he wants.”

I push up until I can see the blue of his eyes. I open my mouth to ask him the difference, but he silences me with a kiss before adding. “I know what you are going to ask, and I do not have a full answer. As much as I want to pretend I am good for you, the truth is, I am not.”

“Oh, Rowan.” Tears form in my eyes. Is this where he breaks up with me? “Are you ending us?”

I’m back against his chest with the sound of his heart beat in my ear. “Nyet, my love. Never. Don’t cry, my sunshine. The only answer I have for you is that I love you. That is the only truth I have. The only answer. Every decision I make moving forward will always be with those words as my guide. This is not our end.”

My heart can’t take it anymore. I move my lips to his and the fire that ignites between us is hot enough make the sun feel cool in comparison.

“Ride me, Cora. Show me how much you want me.” Hunger simmers in the blue depths of his gaze. “Fuck me and show me who I belong to.”

I gasp at his words, the fierceness of them sending a heated pulse right through my body, until my heart jumps into my throat with excitement.