All Chapters of SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

111. Mia had to bite her lip forcefully to hold in a cry of pleasure when Shane cupped her breast in his hand, tugging gently on her hardening nipple with his thumb and forefinger. It was harder than hell not to react to his coaxing touches She didn’t resist when he turned her head to kiss her. Somehow, Mia kept her reaction minimal, only softening against him and opening her mouth when his tongue pressed against the seam of her closed lips. He probed the depths, but she remained passive. Inside, she was a writhing mass of need, and her panties would be sodden if she had bothered to wear any. He broke away, his hand holding the back of her head in a grip that was a bit tighter than necessary. His dark expression revealed his annoyance. “We had an agreement, Mia.” Shane’s voice was hard, and his eyes dared her to renege. She swallowed the thick lump in her throat. “I know, and I’m trying. I’m not pushing you away.” He scowled. “You aren’t engaging either. I’d rather hav

113. Her body hummed with arousal as the sharp blade slid over her skin, made slicker by her own juices. Turned on beyond known limits, Mia cupped her own breasts and started massaging her nipples. She could have sobbed with relief when he put away the razor and rinsed her newly bared flesh by redirecting one of the shower nozzles. A loud moan escaped her as the water hit against the bundle of nerves beneath her clit, almost making her climax. She glared at him when he diverted the water. “Bastard.” Shane chuckled. “Sorry, baby, but that orgasm belongs to me, not the showerhead. I want you to fuck my face, to spill your juices in my mouth as you come.” “Oh.” He grinned. “Just oh?” Mia shrugged. “What can I say to that, besides get to it?” Looking delighted, Shane grasped her thighs and pulled her ass to the edge of the bench. He folded her legs back and pushed them wide, leaving her completely open to him. Mia had no fear in that vulnerable position. Her only thought

115. The shadows in his expression stilled her breath, but she couldn’t say it was from fear. He was mesmerizing in his darkness, and she couldn’t find fault with his actions in light of the circumstances. After a brief consideration, she decided she would probably happily rid the world of her own father, and she certainly would if she had the chance to get rid of Aldo. “So Cormac saved you?” “I saved myself and my family, baby, but he helped me hide the body. The world just assumed that drunken fucker had finally shambled off into obscurity, and the neighborhood breathed a sigh of relief.” He smiled, loosening his hands around her head to brush her cheek gently. “My sister and mother breathed a helluva lot easier, and life improved when I started working with Cormac.” “In the mafia.” She couldn’t hide her disdain. “Your improved life came at the expense of others.” At his careless shrug, she asked, “Did you have to kill other people?” He nodded, making her teeth set on

117. Emboldened by her actions, giddy with the success and sheer fun of taking charge, Mia slid to her knees on the bottom of the tub. The second step pressed into her tummy as she stretched forward. “There’s only one way to be sure.” He arched a brow. “How’s that?” “A taste test.” Mia’s stomach clenched with nerves as she lowered her head. His cock twitched in her hand where she grasped him at the base. Feeling a bit faint, she looked up when he put his hand on her head. “If you aren’t ready, that can wait.” She nodded. “I know, but I want to.” Oddly enough she did, and not because of some self-delusional bullshit that she was currying favor with him to lull him into relaxing his guard. For the first time ever, she wanted to take a man into her mouth. He made her feel safe enough to try, and wasn’t that the most fucked up thing ever, considering how he had taken her from her life a week ago? Her breathing went shallow as she neared the head, and she closed her eyes. F

119. It wasn’t because he was afraid of missing the ballet. He just felt better when Mia was in sight, and he knew she was safe from Peretti. His house was a fortress that Peretti would find almost impossible to breach, but he couldn’t help feeling she was safer with him than anyone else. He shifted into fourth and snorted with amusement at the thought. After the things he’d done to her, it was fucking amazing she considered herself safe with him. Did Mia understand she was safe from Peretti, even if not safe from Shane himself? He was just as driven to possess her as he had been. The more he had, the more he wanted. Shane squirmed, thinking he wasn’t sure he could ever get enough of her. When he was with her, it soothed the beast inside him that wanted to completely consume her so she’d always be with him. His feelings for his little Russian doll would have sent her into a panic if she really grasped the intensity. They certainly freaked him out. He’d never wanted anyone