Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 83677 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83677 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Diego lifted her up, placing her gently on the bed as he did.
He never kisses Charlotte.
He never holds Charlotte.
He’s always tender with me.
She cried out as his lips traveled down her neck. He pulled down the shorts she was wearing, which were her clothing of choice nowadays. He kissed down her body, lifting the shirt she wore to kiss each of her nipples in turn. She arched up, begging for more, needing his lips on every single part of her. He was burning her alive with his touch, and she didn’t want him to stop.
Diego moved between her thighs, his lips above her pussy, and as his tongue slid across her slit, she cried out.
“There’s no way I could give up this pretty pussy. You’re all mine, Belle. The pleasure I can give you, I want to be the only man you go to. The only man you trust.”
“I do, Diego.” She gasped as his tongue dipped down inside her, sliding back up to circle her bud, and down to fuck her with his tongue. The pleasure was instant and intense, making her beg for more of him, wanting him more than she had ever wanted anyone else. She begged him to make her come, but he didn’t let her fall over the edge.
He stopped her just as she was at the peak, ready to plunge into orgasm. Diego slid his cock in deep, taking her breath away as he rocked inside her. She felt each inch of him as he slid inside, going to the hilt before pulling out.
“You think I want to give this up? That the only reason I want you is to keep you as a toy? Feel this, Belle. Feel me inside you. Feel what I do to you. What you do to me. There is no one else I want. When I close my eyes, all I see is you. You’re the only woman I want. Since the moment I met you, there hasn’t been anyone else. Just you. You’re the one I want more than anything else.”
She cried out as he slammed in hard, the bed hitting the wall with each repeated thrust. He didn’t stop in his thrusts as he reached between her thighs, stroking her pussy, teasing her clit as he did so.
Belle came hard, screaming his name, begging for him not to stop. Not to let her go. She didn’t want to leave him or to stop feeling this. He drove her wild and crazy, and she didn’t know of any other person she would ever want. Diego was the love of her life. As he slid in deep, she felt him reach his own orgasm, panting in her ear as he filled her pussy. Each pulse made her gasp until he finally collapsed against her.
Chapter Fifteen
Diego stroked Belle’s shoulder. He’d made love to her more than once since he returned from saving The Boss. The hit Angelo organized, with the help of the Russians, didn’t go off as smoothly as Angelo had hoped.
The Boss had all the capos on high alert, so there were more soldiers to keep him safe. There was no way The Boss would try to run, not in a fight. It wasn’t part of who he was. He’d stay and fight to protect his family no matter the danger. When Diego and the other capos arrived, they had been able to take the Russians from behind. No one stood a chance, but Angelo, the slimy fucker, was nowhere to be found. Diego had gathered all the information he needed though, and Richard was currently working through it.
His father had told him Charlotte was paying Belle a visit, and it pissed him off. He didn’t want her anywhere near Belle. In fact, he didn’t want any of his family around her. How the fuck was he going to be able to keep her when he wanted everyone else to stay as far away from her as humanly possible? He was never going to be able to achieve that. What he wanted was a fucking miracle.
“What are you thinking about?” Belle asked. Her fingers stroked his face. “You’ve got frown lines.” She touched his forehead before going to his eyes. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I’m just thinking about all the shit I’ve got to deal with.”
“Is it bad?”
“Angelo took a hit out on The Boss, and even as we had them surrounded, he snuck away.”
“You can’t blame yourself. Angelo sounds like a coward.”
“He is.” He thought of all the times he’d beaten him as a kid. Whenever they were alone, Angelo would always use the element of surprise to get his attention. Maybe that was what he was missing. Angelo was constantly surprising them. What if he turned the tables on him? Surprised him. He’d have to locate him, but what if Angel was actually watching him, waiting for him to be vulnerable? There could be a way for him to lure Angelo into his own trap. “You … are … a … genius.”