Sweet Stalker: A Mafia Romance (The Dirty Kings of Vegas Book 1) by Frankie Love & Alice May Ball

Author:Frankie Love & Alice May Ball [Love, Frankie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-26T16:00:00+00:00

What!? What the hell?

There’s something cold on my skin. Between my legs… “Oh, OH! What are you doing?” He’s squirting me with something. “What’s going on… OH!” He’s licking it off. “Oh my god, OH GOD. Damn!”

An evil gleam in his baby blues is the first thing I see, peering up from between my thighs. FUCK! Oh, but his lips and his tongue! I grip his head in my hands. Saw my pussy over his mouth. Pull him tighter till I feel the graze of his teeth.

I squirm and wriggle. I stretch out as his mouth sets off strings of firecrackers inside me. OH! And he knows exactly where I’m SUPER sensitive. I try to turn over but he holds me down, damn him. He is so fucking strong!

But I’ve outsmarted him. While he’s been concentrating on making me spasm and yelp, OH! There it is ag– OH! Again. Damn.

But now I’ve got the canister of whipped cream.

I squirt it in his face.

He stops. Lifts his head. He’s about to wipe his eyes.

“Ah-ah!” I tell him. “Play fair. You have to let me lick it off.”

He hesitates. I spray more cream.

“All right,” he says, making a meal out of not being able to see as he clambers up my body.

“Here.” He presents his face. And as he does, I spray his cock. It looks like a massive pole with a scoop of ice cream on the top. Mmm. Nice idea for next time.

“No fair,” he protests. “I couldn’t see.”

“I couldn’t see when I was sleeping, and you decorated my pussy to suit your own ends. Now. Bring me your cock for a thorough cleaning.”

My phone rings. Damn.

“It will go to voicemail,” I tell him. “Cock. Here. Mouth. Waiting.”

He felt the ripple of tension in my body at the sound of my phone, though. There’s no use pretending. How does he know me so well? And how have I lived without him so long?

He sits up. His cock looks pretty appetizing with a dollop of whipped cream, so I slurp it off. Damn. Of the two flavors, the distinctly rich taste of his cock is the one I’d come back for more of. I pop it into my mouth and he lets out a long sigh as I slip my tongue over it and around it.

We both know what’s coming, though.

My phone rings again.

I know who it is, obviously. I can ignore it again, but they’ll only keep calling. And naturally, my phone has a tracker and both my brothers have access to it, as well as my father. Having them call and ruin the night is bad. If they show up, it will be a whole lot worse.

“Sorry,” I tell him. “I have to take that.” I kiss him before I scramble across the room to fish my phone out of my jeans pocket.

“Jealous husband?” he jokes.

“Getting blind drunk with his Special Forces buddies,” I tell him as I head for the bathroom.

“They’ll never take me alive,” he calls after me, “those damned Capulets.

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