Page 40 of Mafia King


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“Are you telling me there was a lumberjack in here sawing some wood last night? I wonder where he ran off too.”

His boyish smile catches me off guard. I have seen the smirk he gives that is calculating. I have also seen the smile he gives before he pulls the trigger. This smile is different. It is almost like he let his guard down and is giving me a real smile. One I will tuck away and remember the next time he is a dick.

“He probably left when he heard the shower turn off. You know since you walked out here practically naked. I hear lumberjacks really prefer the V to the D.”

The smile on his face grows.

“Sorry to disappoint him then. Unfortunately, my clothes are in here, so unless you want a show, which I am happy to provide, then I suggest you get your lazy ass out of bed and get a move on.”

“No thanks. I didn’t bring my magnifying glass with me.”

I wink at him, but gulp as the lie burns on my tongue. I still remember the feel of him in my hands. That is one memory that will be saved for later use.

I get up and head towards the bathroom, but he crowds into my space.

“Trust me, baby. There is nothing small about this.”

He reaches down and drops his towel before gripping his member. I keep my eyes trained on his even though they want to stray like the traitors they are.

“It’s not about the size, Bash. All that really matters is what you can do with it.”

He leans in closer. At this point, I could stick my tongue out and swipe his lip. I have to bite mine to stop myself. Bash catches the motion as his eyes stray to them.

“I could provide a demonstration if you would like.”

My throat suddenly feels dry. I want to respond but I am caught speechless.

Yeah, seductive Bash is a force to be reckoned with. My legs feel wobbly just from his words. I can only imagine what a night in bed with him would do.

When I don’t answer, Bash closes the distance as his hand comes up to cup my face and kisses me. The next thing I know, he is walking me backwards until I am pressed up against a wall. He turns his head and deepens the kiss. I gasp at the sensations overwhelming my body. Bash uses the opening to skim his tongue across mine.

I get lost in the kiss. I surrender myself to every move his lips make over mine. Before I know it, he has my shirt half-way up my torso while his hands caress my skin.

The lust filled haze starts to lift as I push him back. He only gives me an inch. I am busy trying to catch my breath when his hand reaches my breast. I push him back again.

“Bash.” I murmur.

He continues to trail kisses down my neck.

“Bash!”

He gives me a smile.

“Yes, Tesoro.”

“Stop!” I smack his hand as he attempts it again.

“You are so responsive. Every touch. Every kiss. Everything I do elicits a response from you. I can’t deny that it turns me on.”

I can feel the evidence of his pleasure pressing against my stomach. My body is practically begging for it, but my mind has taken back control and she knows this man spell heart break.

“Back up.”

When he doesn’t move, I shove him.

“Do you not understand me? I said No. Now back up.”

That gets to him. He backs away and grabs his towel before putting it around his waist.