REXFor fuck’s sake.Raina doesn’t waste any time with that devilish smile and sinks to her knees in front of me. Those bold blue eyes staring up at me with the most preciousFuck Meface a guy can want. Blood pumps directly to my cock while she watches me slide my pants off and sit back down on the bed.I know this is her first time putting me in her mouth, but my body is ready to explode with anticipation.“Tell me how to make you feel good, Daddy.”“You should lick your lips. Taste it first.”She puts her tiny hand around my shaft, positions herself above it, and kisses it gently.“Kiss it the way you’d kiss me. See how it feels and what it tastes like.”She lowers her mouth onto the head, swiping her tongue across the tip and lighting up every never ending in my dick. I don’t have to say much more as she finds a rhythm, moaning with every sultry kiss of my cock.Fuck me, she’s going to make me come before I’m ready.I need to feel her walls tightening around me as I sink myself insi
I help Raina clean up after I pull out of her, and she goes back to making pancakes. The first bite is damn near as orgasmic as fucking her first thing in the morning.“This is good, baby girl.”“Thank you, Daddy,” she says with a kiss and sets a mug of coffee beside my plate.“I want every morning to be like this one,” I admit to her. However, looking at the food, there’s only enough for the two of us. “Listen, baby girl. I know Owen’s not on your list of favorite people, but I don’t think we should let him starve.”“He left,” she says with a shrug and slides a note over to me. “Look.”I read it out loud:Rex, I know I’ve always made a mess of things. From having you help me get through law school to showing up for Raina every time I couldn't. I hate admitting that you’re the better man, but you are, in life and with her. Keep looking after her, keep taking care of her, and finally, thank you for always taking care of me.When you go into the office, you’ll find my contracts, liquida
RAINAOne Year LaterThe sound of Rebecca Remington’s newborn wails piercing through the late-night hours has me on edge.She’s only a few weeks old, the most beautiful thing in this world, and is in full control over me and my body for the foreseeable future.Sleep isn’t ready to let me go check on our daughter who’s my steepest competition for her father’s attention. It brings a smile to my face to see how in love he is with her, with us. Even now, as I flip the blanket off me, the space beside me is empty.I groan because I know that Rebecca wants Mommy to feed her. We’ve been trying to give her a bottle, with every attempt ending in failure. My feet drag across the carpet from our bedroom into the spare room that we’ve transformed into her nursery.The closer I get, the quieter it seems. I can’t imagine she’s put herself back to sleep. It’s time for her morning feeding. When I poke my head inside the room, I see the sweetest sight.Rex is sitting in the chair with Rebecca swaddled
REXTen Years Later“Psst. Daddy.” A tiny voice beckons me out of my sleep. The shaking from the tiny hand that belongs to that tiny voice is a lot stronger than I remember.One eye cracks open to see college football playing on the TV. I turn over to look at the play area just outside the den to see an insane amount of toys on the floor, but most importantly, Raina’s markers are scattered about.Fuck.“What did you do, Rock?” I ask, Raquel, our seven-year-old who’s hellbent on getting me off the sofa.“Nothing, Daddy. Swear it. But the babies–” Her voice trails off while I sit up and wish for my wife to come home so I can get a decent nap.My feet swing over the edge of the couch, anchoring me to the light hardwood floors that cover the entire first floor of our sprawling home just outside of Colwood. I hated to give up my old house, but after Raina got pregnant with Riley, our five-year-old, it was time to get something bigger.We’re still on the same property but further back from
Book 3 is another steamy Mafia romance crime saga featuring hardcore, taboo romance, sex with my bodyguard, A Possessive Mafia Romance etc full Book starts here 👇 I know what those hands have done— and it’s not pretty. Except maybe I like it a little ugly. A little twisted. A little broken. Ren’s the kind of man I’ve spent my life running away from: big, gorgeous, arrogant. He thinks the world revolves around his biceps. When I’m nearly killed in a drive-by shooting gone wrong, my father packs me up and ships me off to Philly, “for my protection,” whatever that means. Enter Ren, my new bodyguard. He wants to be the last man I ever need. I think he’s so full of it, he’s about to burst. But when a new war breaks out, I’m right back in danger And Ren says he’ll do anything for me. I say, I want him to prove it. chapter 1 Ren I stepped into the Leone family’s stupidly fancy foyer with blood still caking my right fist when I first saw her leaning up against the banister like
When Vince came calling, I had to answer. The Leone family was the largest mafia in Philadelphia, and I was still an independent guy, working all my jobs alone. I was happiest that way, and didn’t want to get tangled up by the Leones, but their money was good and the job was simple: track down a couple goons and beat the ever-loving shit out of them. I brought Floyd along and offered to split the pay sixty-forty. He thought it was an even split, but shit, that’s on him for not asking. “Either way. I hope they got the message.” Vincent smiled and clapped me on the shoulder, the one with the knife wound, and I grimaced. He had the good manners to look a little embarrassed before turning to Floyd. “Thanks for the assistance. I’m sure Ren will have your money soon.” “When I get paid, he gets paid,” I said, nodding. “Very good.” Vincent squeezed my shoulder. “I actually have another job for you, if you’d be willing to talk?” I hesitated. I really didn’t want to get too involved. The Le
When Vince came calling, I had to answer. The Leone family was the largest mafia in Philadelphia, and I was still an independent guy, working all my jobs alone. I was happiest that way, and didn’t want to get tangled up by the Leones, but their money was good and the job was simple: track down a couple goons and beat the ever-loving shit out of them. I brought Floyd along and offered to split the pay sixty-forty. He thought it was an even split, but shit, that’s on him for not asking. “Either way. I hope they got the message.” Vincent smiled and clapped me on the shoulder, the one with the knife wound, and I grimaced. He had the good manners to look a little embarrassed before turning to Floyd. “Thanks for the assistance. I’m sure Ren will have your money soon.” “When I get paid, he gets paid,” I said, nodding. “Very good.” Vincent squeezed my shoulder. “I actually have another job for you, if you’d be willing to talk?” I hesitated. I really didn’t want to get too involved. The Le
“If you’re asking me to fight your war, I’m not interested.” He shook his head and held up his hands. “Something simpler, actually. There’s a girl that came to live with me, daughter of a capo in the Chicago family. She went through something recently, they’re having their own problems out there, and she was sent here to get away from the heat. Unfortunately, things are getting hot around here now, too.” I thought of the girl I’d seen with the long dark hair and the intense expression. She must’ve been twenty, maybe a little older. It must’ve been the same girl he was talking about. “Not sure what she would have to do with me.” “I need you to be her bodyguard.” I let that sink in for a second then burst out laughing. He stared at me, eyes hard and cold, and I knew this wasn’t a joke—but it had to be. I wasn’t a bodyguard. I was a thief, and the occasional thug. I had a reputation for myself, sure enough, but nobody entrusted a life in my hands—much less the life of a young, bea