Club Prive: Un-Leashed (Kindle Worlds Novella) (A Bad Boy Crime Family Romance Book 1) (7 page)

Little by little, our breathing recovered. He pulled out gently and moved over to my side, kissing the top of my head before relaxing on his back. I was sated. He had outdone himself, and now, I was expecting him to clean himself up, get dressed and bolt.

That didn’t happen.

Angelo

I was not done with Paige.

Not yet.

She had given me a taste, and now I wanted more. A lot more.

So when she popped up on her hands and knees and started crawling down the bed while kissing a path down my chest and stomach, I let her. Lifting my head, I kept my eyes locked with hers in the dim room, lit only by a sliver of streetlight coming in through the sides of the closed window blinds. I was hard as hell and rearing to go.

Paige was full of surprises. She leaned back on her knees and wrapped her tiny hands around my shaft, floating forward until she had her mouth at the tip. I groaned when her lips slid down as far as she could go, tangling my fingers into her hair to help her along. Watching her sexy, wet mouth moving up and down my length was probably enough to take me over the edge, so I rested my head back on the bed. I closed my eyes. I didn’t mind doing that with her for some reason. Enjoying the heat of her tongue gliding along my manhood was enough, for now. My body went taut when she picked up the pace, tasting and sucking, teasing and licking. She was gentle and rough at the same time, and God, I had to wonder how this innocent-looking woman had this level of skill.

It was always the quiet ones.

The next time she lifted her head enough to glance at me, I pulled her off my cock and up my body, parting her legs so she could straddle my hips. I took her chin in my hand.

“I usually prefer being in charge, but it looks like you know exactly what you’re doing.”

Paige gave me a devilish smile. Reaching her hand over to the last couple of condoms I had brought with me, she unwrapped one and slowly slid it on me. That was when I took over again. I gripped her waist, lifting her high enough to position myself below her, and I drove into her tight, hot wetness.

She anchored her hands on my shoulders, and moaned out my name as she rode me hard. Her hips jerked back and forth. She lifted and lowered herself, picking up the pace as she met me stroke for stroke. I was affected by this woman and I had no idea why. Arching her neck, she threw her head back. Already, I couldn’t wait to see the look in her eyes when she lost all control again.

Putting my hand at the back of her head again, I stopped.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, still grinding her slick inner walls along my shaft.

“I want you to look at me when I make you come. After that, I’m going to flip you over and spank your ass so hard, you’ll beg me to come inside you and make you come again.”

“Oh God,” she groaned. She bit down on her bottom lip and I resumed my movements.

Picking up the pace again, I slid my hand forward along her upper thigh and began to stroke her swollen nub in quick, sharp circles. Paige went wild.  She bucked her hips more frantically, eyes fixed on mine when she finally and completely fell apart. Her body convulsed through her peak, and soon she collapsed on my chest. Just as I promised, I lifted her off of me and flipped her over, barely able to hold in my excitement.

I picked her up at the waist so her ass was in the air, and I parted her legs. She was going to love this part, I just knew it. Lifting my hand from her side, I brought it down in a loud slap on her round, thick, delicious looking ass. I gently rubbed the spot when she cried out my name, and after a moment, I slapped the other side.

“Please,” she cried.

“Tell me, Paige. I want you to say it.”

I slapped each ass cheek again, waiting for her to find her voice and tell me what I knew she was dying to scream out.

“Please what?” I asked.

“Please…come inside me.”

Beside myself with need, I buried myself deep inside of her. Christ, her inner walls were was still wet, tight and pulsing. It took all my effort not to come right there and then.

I reined in my control and took her, thrusting all the way to the root, already planning what I would do to her when I invited her over to my place. Yes, I was going to have her again. The image of her arms and legs tied to my bed sent me over the edge right then. My muscles bunched, my fingernails dug into her hips, and I jerked through a blinding orgasm. The sound of Paige’s voice whimpering through a climax of her own gave me a satisfied sensation deep in my chest. She hissed and cried out her pleasure until her legs gave way. Sated beyond what I’d ever imagined, I let go of my grasp on her hips and stretched out beside her.

Paige rolled to her side and nestled into me, panting right along with me. She said nothing more. Soon, her breathing settled and her eyes closed. I was so relaxed that instead of getting up to find my clothes and leave, I let my eyes close for a few minutes.

Angelo

Paige was still asleep when I woke up. There was a first time for everything. Falling asleep at a woman’s place, well, that had not happened before. I checked the clock on her nightstand.

Fuck.

I didn’t just fall asleep here, I’d spent the entire night, and it was now close to seven in the morning. I needed to get out of here, stat. Grabbing my things, I got dressed and left her bedroom.

My phone buzzed in my pocket just as I closed her bedroom door behind me. It was Dominic.

“Hey Dom,” I answered. “What’s up?”

“You tell me.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’m just heading home. Do you want to talk in, say half-hour?”

“No. I want to talk now,” he said.

“Fine.” I could tell he meant business from his dark and menacing tone. “What’s up? And don’t make me guess. It’s too early for these games.”

“Tell me something. Why are you playing with fire?”

“Jesus fuck, Dominic. What the hell are you asking me?”

“You and the Bianchi girls. You picked one hell of a time to buzz around them.”

This was interesting.

“You know, it’s funny you should mention them now. I was going to call you about them. I didn’t know you and Sophia had dealings.”

“We did…and we do, but it’s none of your concern.”

“Hmmm. So what’s so bad about my timing?”

“That’s also none of your business.”

“If that’s the case, why the hell are you phoning me about them?”

“Sophia’s doing a job for me. It’s big, and she can’t afford to make a mistake, especially not while she’s worried about you messing with her sister.”

“Whatever. Are you doing the handoff with them as planned when they turn twenty-five?” I asked the question in the only way that would make Dominic respond with some useful information. I knew my brother too well. He was a vault. The only way I was going to get anything from him was if he thought I was already aware.

“Yes. You know about that?”

“Of course I know,” I lied. “I just don’t know what it’s worth.”

“Twenty-two, including the houses in Sicily.”

“Twenty-two million,” I repeated. “Got it.”

“Okay,” he said, more relaxed now. “So you see why they’re hands off?”

“Yes and no,” I deadpanned.

“Well they are, and that’s all you need to know. Pops will be mad as hell if you don’t follow the plan. He promised their old man he’d watch over them, and he did. Now cut the twenty questions and do as Pops asks. I hate when you start with this
play dumb
bullshit.”

“I wouldn’t have to ask at all if you just give me the information I need.”

“Pops has his way of doing things.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I said in a huff, keeping up the act so he wouldn’t clue into the fact that he told me way more than I knew before. “So what else do you want?”

“Just making sure you don’t fuck anything up now that it’s only three weeks until they turn twenty-five. Especially with Paige. Sophia is just one of my crew, but you can bet that Moretti has someone watching Paige, even now.”

What. The. Fuck.

No way.

I told Dominic I had to make a call, and after I hung up, I took a seat on the living room sofa to let it all sink in.

Sitting here, well, it was something called irony.

I just slept with the wrong woman.

Heading for the door, I had to wonder if Paige knew at all that she was supposed to ensure peace between the two oldest crime families, that even though we were in the twenty-first century, she was betrothed to Alfredo ‘The Pistol’ Moretti, the most vicious organized crime boss in the world.

I was leaving when Sophia walked right into me at the front door.

Shit.

She was shocked.

And angry.

Jesus Christ.

She could only be this furious if she knew too.

Sophia put a hand to her temple, shaking her head. “Are you out of your damn mind?”

“I was just leaving.”

“Angelo, for crying out loud, what part of leave Paige alone did you not understand?”

“I didn’t realize…I just spoke to Dom. Does Paige even know?”

“It’s none of your business.”

“Of course she doesn’t know. She never would have invited me here if she did.”

“Holy crap. You slept with her?” She held the door open and stood to one side. “Get out, Angelo. Get out now.”

“I won’t disrespect you in your home, but Paige is an adult. She deserves the truth.”

“If I were you I’d take the back stairs. Moretti’s guys are out front. Where is she?”

Paige stormed out of her bedroom in just a bathrobe, with her asthma inhaler in one hand. “I’m right here,” she shouted. “What do I deserve to know, who is Moretti, and why the hell do you have a problem with Angelo, Soph?”

Continues in Un-leashed 2

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