The Long Island Mafia Romance Series: BWWM Dark Mafia Romance by Jasper Jamila

Author:Jasper, Jamila
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jamila Jasper Romance
Published: 2023-12-29T00:00:00+00:00

a**holes make the best lovers

John

She’s a smart fucking girl, so Alexis must know that I can smell her resistance to me tonight. My first panicked and possessive thought is that she saw her boyfriend on campus and that she fucked him and the reason she doesn’t want me tonight is because she has another man’s creamy load dripping between those tawny thighs. My stomach lurches with disgust at the thought.

“That’s not what I want to hear.”

“Can’t we just talk?” Alexis says. She has a voice that brings me to my knees.

“We can do both.”

That’s what this is about? Chick stuff? Will it make her feel better to fuck the drunk villain with the shifty stare and the laundry list of crimes under his belt if she knows he had childhood fucking trauma or whatever? It’s not like there was anything traumatizing about growing up in the mob.

I always knew we had power. I grew up wielding that power recklessly and ruthlessly. There was never any John Vicari the victim. Sometimes the truth doesn’t make as good a story, but it’s the fucking truth, so what are you gonna do about it?

I press my lips to her neck this time, teasing her with what she knows she fucking wants. I don’t give a fuck what her mouth says, she smells like sex and she smells like what I need after a long fucking day of ruining the oldest relationship I’ve ever had.

She moans when I kiss her, and my cock wants to leap out of my pants. She makes this incredibly fucking hard on me. I can’t control myself when everything out of her mouth is pure sex.

“Shhh,” I whisper. “Moan too loud, I won’t stop myself.”

“I want to talk,” she whimpers as I cruelly run my tongue over her neck. She tastes like sweat and some cheap college girl perfume. Remind me to get the girl some fucking Gucci.

“Then talk,” I whisper, pressing my nose to her neck and taking in the scent of that college girl perfume. “Did you see your boyfriend today?”

“I don’t have a boyfriend anymore.”

Good answer, but not the answer I’m looking for.

“Not what I asked, cupcake.”

“I saw my ex,” she admits, carefully omitting his name as if I won’t notice. I don’t need her to omit his name for me because I already know the motherfucker. It’s easy to find out which Cameron out of the sea of Cameron-named-douche-bags was the one who had his fingers in my honey pot. That’ll be a problem for another day. Right now we’re getting to the truth, something Alexis had better straighten her relationship with immediately.

“Good,” I whisper. “The truth.”

Finally, we’re getting somewhere. She wants to keep her secrets and I want to crack Alexis open for my safety and hers. Dad will lose his fucking mind when he gets back. What the fuck will I do about that?

I run my fingers over her knuckles again. I bet she didn’t get those knuckles bruised up from taking a crack at a fucking mirror.

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