He rests a forearm by my head and reaches below him to push the head of his cock against my wet pussy lips.
“Mmm,” I moan, as my head tilts back and his hand grips my hip. Just before he’s able to push into me, the baby monitor goes off.
Our little girl is quite literally the world’s worst cockblock.
“Ah, no. No, no, baby girl.” Kane climbs over me, leaving my heat and ignores the giggles coming from my mouth without my consent. His hard dick bobs as he grabs the baby monitor and clicks the top button so the video will come to life. His wedding band clicks against the monitor, and it triggers me to look down at my rings. Almost a year, and I never tire of looking at them. It never ceases to amaze me. I’m so fucking lucky.
“I’m sorry, babe,” I say with a sarcastic pout. I really do need to be more quiet. The look on his face makes me suppress a laugh. Our little girl shrieks with joy on the monitor. She’s just found her feet and apparently that’s the most exciting thing in the world. Especially when she can fit her little toes into her mouth.
“You and your big mouth,” he mutters good-naturedly as he stands, and snatches his pajama pants off the floor of the bedroom.
“Technically it was your mouth,” I say as though it’s an admonishment, with a wide smile on my face.
He walks over to the bed with a handsome grin and puts his hand on my hip. “Two minutes,” he says before reaching down to give me a kiss. He’s not lying either, he’s a pro at getting our little one back to sleep. She’s daddy’s girl and he has the magic touch to get her to sleep. She looks just like him, too. She has her father’s eyes. We named her after his mother, and my sister. Rebecca Marie. She’s a perfect little angel.
Everyone says the next one is going to be a demon because she’s so easy. I’m more than happy to find out.
“Two minutes,” I say just barely above a murmur as his lips leave mine. I open my eyes to see his dark, heated gaze staring back at me with absolute devotion.
As he turns to leave, to go to our babbling little girl, I grab his wrist and pull him back to me. I crush my lips against his and pour my passion into it. Tears prick my eyes and leak from the corners. I’m so full of love that it hurts. “I love you so much, Kane.”
He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and leans back. A deep chuckle rumbles from his chest. “I know you do. I love you, too.”
There’s not an ounce of doubt in those words. He loves me just as much as I love him.
The End.
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Cuffed Kiss
Synopsis
From USA Today bestselling author Willow Winters comes a HOT mafia, standalone romance.
I didn’t plan on stumbling into Tommy, the muscle of the Valetti crime family.
He warns me to stay away, but holds the key to everything I need.
All of this started because I wanted the truth. I need answers to numb the pain of my past.
It was never supposed to be anything else.
He makes me beg when I’ve never pleaded with anyone for a d*mn thing.
He makes me crave something I never imagined.
He makes me wish I could hold on to this moment and forget everything else.
He’s a thug, a mistake, and everything I need…
Prologue
Tonya
Tommy
I push the cuffs together and grin when I hear them click, click, click, as they slowly tighten around her wrists. She’s not going anywhere now.
“Tommy, please,” I plead with him. My pussy clenches as his hot breath tickles my neck, sending shivers down my body and making my nipples harden. I don’t even know why I’m begging him. This is exactly what I wanted. He’s what I need.
“I told you to stay away,” I whisper into the crook of her neck. My hand travels slowly up her thigh, sending tremors down her body.
I rock my pussy into his hand as his fingers shove my panties to the side. I shouldn’t want this, but I do. And I fucking love it. He pushes his hand harder against my pussy, letting me take my pleasure from him. Even though my eyes are closed, I know he’s smirking at me for giving in to him.
“You knew what I’d do to you if you came around, didn’t you?” I ask her, even though I already know the answer.
“Yes,” I whisper as his fingers gently circle my clit, sending a hot wave of pleasure through my body.
“You deliberately disobeyed me, didn’t you?” I ask her as I slowly push two thick fingers into her welcoming heat. She arches her back and pulls against her restraints. She’s so fucking wet. So ready for me.
I bite my bottom lip and muffle my moans of pleasure. He pulls his hand away, leaving me wanting, and my eyes pop open, already missing his touch. My body sags on the bed as I pant, waiting for him.
I’m the muscle of the familia, and under investigation. This shit isn’t supposed to happen. But I want her. And I always get what I want.
I’m a cop. I shouldn’t be fucking around with a thug like him. I should know better, but my body is begging for his touch. And I can’t tell him no.
Just one more time, before I have to say goodbye.
Just one more time, before it all comes to an end.
“You’re such a bad girl, aren’t you?” I give her clit a light smack with the back of my hand before climbing off the bed to unzip my jeans, letting them fall to the floor.
“I’m your bad girl.” My voice is barely above a murmur as he climbs between my legs. It hurts saying the words, because after today, I’ll never see him again. I can’t. But I want to be his bad girl.
That’s right, she’s mine. All fucking mine. At least right now she is.
I wish I could just stay here in this moment. I don’t want this to end.
I slam my dick into her tight pussy all the way to the hilt, and stay deep inside her as her walls clench around me. She screams out and bucks against me, trying to get away, but all she needs is a moment to adjust. She feels so fucking good. Each time is better than the last. I’ll never be able to fuck this broad out of my system.
My body tingles with an icy sensation as he pounds into me. Every nerve ending feels lit up, ready to spark, threatening to go off and consume me. The bed dips with each thrust and I instinctively pull against the cuffs, needing to touch him. The only sounds are the clinking of metal, our frantic breathing, and his hard thrusts.
Her heels dig into my ass, wanting more as I rut between her legs. My fingers dig into her hips to keep her still, to make her take it. She asked for this; she begged for this by coming to me again.
I tilt my hips as he pushes deeper inside of me. A strangled cry escapes my throat as he pushes me to the brink of pain, then leaves me wanting more. He pulls out almost all the way, teasing me, but gives me what I need before I have to beg for it.