Bash: A Vancini Mafia Dark Romance (Vancini Mafia Series Book 3) by Jayla Talbot

Author:Jayla Talbot [Talbot, Jayla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2023-05-09T16:00:00+00:00

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Tessa

My heels clicked on the stage as I walked off, my brows scrunching and my mouth turning down as my gaze landed on Bash. He stood to the side, holding a robe open for me. I slid my arms through the silky fabric before heading backstage, the sound of the bass dulling as I closed the door to my private dressing room. Being associated with the Vancinis did have some benefits; I no longer had to share the main dressing area with the rest of the girls. But I’d give it up in an instant to get rid of the tattooed giant who followed my every move.

I slumped into the chair in front of the vanity, slipping off my shoes and drawing my foot into my lap. I rubbed along my arches through my thigh-high stockings as I ignored him. Or rather tried to, but Bash wasn’t a man who could be ignored.

At least not by me.

I inhaled his scent with every breath. My eyes constantly flicking to him, gazing at the tattoos flexing on his thick forearms. My blood warming as his body heat filled the space. A persistent ache forming in my pussy as I fought to control the lust building in me.

“How much longer are we going to do this?” I grumbled, dropping my foot and tossing my head back. I closed my eyes as my long hair brushed across my neck, making me tingle. Or maybe that was his presence again.

“Do what?” Bash asked. His voice moving closer to me, but I didn’t open my eyes to look. I couldn’t. Not when I already felt him so acutely. Not when my resolve to stay away seemed to have vanished with that kiss in my bed two nights ago.

Two nights of obsessing over him. Or wanting him to kiss me again. And hating myself for questioning why he hadn’t. Because I wasn’t supposed to want it. Him.

I gasped when I felt his warm palm against my calf. My head snapping up, focusing on where he crouched before me. A slight smirk playing on his lips as he picked up one of my feet, resting my calf on his thick thigh. His long fingers curling around my ankle before he moved to my heel, kneading the tired soles.

I bit my lip to hold in the moan that wanted to escape. The sensations of his touch making electricity spark under my skin. All of it only fueling my desire. Crumbling the walls around my heart.

The warmth of him. The perfect amount of pressure to my sore muscles. The sensual feeling of my sheer tights rubbing against my skin. It was too much, but also not enough. I didn’t know if I’d ever get enough of him.

“Little swan?” He arched a brow as he looked at me.

“Hmm?” Had he asked me a question? My mind blanked the second he touched me. If it had been forever since any guy had made me come, it was even longer since one had touched me like this.

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