Sold to the Enemy by Sam Crescent

Author:Sam Crescent
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, suspense, contemporary, mafia, older man, bbw, dark romance
Publisher: Evernight

Chapter Seven

Selma was finding it hard to stay mad at him, even though that was exactly what she wanted to be—mad, angry, infuriated—but she couldn’t be either of those things while he was between her thighs. His kisses weren’t helping either. They were driving her crazy. Drago knew how to use that mouth, and that tongue of his.

He didn’t say anything for many seconds, or perhaps several minutes. He stroked her cheek, ran his thumb across her mouth, and then looked into her eyes. She was so trapped by them. A sharp blue, which seems insane. She had looked into many eyes over the years. Some of their four-legged, furry kind, and then the eyes of many experienced men and women. Drago looked … perplexed.

Selma didn’t have a clue what to say to him and remained silent, patient, waiting.

“I’m not used to this,” he said.

“Used to what?”

“Having to be patient. Being wrong. All my life, I’ve been alone, Selma. I haven’t answered to anyone in a very long time. I got the call, and I knew I had to take care of business. The truth is, all I wanted was to be here with you. I didn’t want to have to deal with any other shit. I wanted it all to be over and fast.” He stroked her cheek. “I thought about you every single day. Not just in the morning or at night, either. I thought about you all the freaking time, and I missed you so much.”

“Why didn’t you tell me where you were going, or call me?” That was what she didn’t get. If he missed her so much, would a phone call have hurt?

“The truth?”

She nodded her head.

“I didn’t think it would be enough. I didn’t want to call you, because I knew it would drive me crazy to hear your voice and to know I had to leave you back home. It would make me want to come home.”

“Drago?”

“I’m being serious.” He kissed her lips.

“I’m not joking around. This is real to me,” she said. “I … get it, I think, but you’re going to have to work for a long time, right? Does that mean every single time you do, you’re not going to be home? That I’m going to have to sit twiddling my thumbs until you decide to come home?” She saw the way his lips formed as if he was about to say yes, and she pressed a finger against his mouth. “Do not even think of saying yes, mister!”

He stopped trying to talk.

Selma took a deep breath, and it was hard to focus with her thoughts on his body, on the stiffness of his cock as it pressed against her stomach. She placed her hand on his chest. There were several buttons that had been undone, and she wanted to ease them open and touch the expanse of his naked chest. She held herself back and didn’t touch him beneath the fabric of his shirt. She so desperately wanted to, but she also wanted to deal with this.

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