“We have slowly been eliminating the worst of the bosses and replacing them with our own people. We keep the pipelines open and have alliances with those not in our organization. Only a few men are with us now, but we hope to recruit more. We’ve all gotten to that place where we know there will always be crime, but we can make certain it stays in the underbelly and doesn’t spread out to regular citizens.”
“But all of you still run drugs and guns? Human trafficking?”
He shook his head. “We have no choice but to work with other crime bosses who do those things. We don’t move human beings ever, but we do find the lines to cut them off and that often means working with those who do. We go after the heads of those lairs or territories participating. If we’re not involved, we don’t get the information. We make certain we’re hit as well, so no one can point a finger at us. We’re good at manufacturing evidence and pointing the finger at the worst of them. Jake Bannaconni goes after the companies they use to launder dirty money. He takes them apart systematically. That puts him right in the middle of the firing squad.”
His fingers became more insistent, spreading warmth through her body. He leaned down and nipped her left cheek. The sting sent an arrow of desire piercing her sheath so that she felt the empty clench. She was sore after their wild sex, and yet she wanted him all over again just with that little bite.
She rubbed her chest against the sheets, letting fire spread through her nipples to her breasts and then down her belly to her groin. His fingers slid over the curve of her cheek and he nudged her legs wider apart.
“That’s a little scary, Timur. The cops will think you’re dirty …”
“We are dirty.” He nuzzled between her legs. She spread them wider still and lifted when he pushed a pillow under her belly.
“But if you’re found out, the other crime bosses will go after you. You can’t possibly think you can control all the crime in the world.” Her breath came in pants as his mouth slid over her. She might not be able to take his cock, but this was paradise. She pushed back against his mouth needing more. He obliged, and she closed her eyes as his tongue and teeth started ravishing her.
It was a long time and two orgasms later before he spoke again. He wiped his face on her thighs and then turned her over, an easy maneuver when she was boneless. He pulled the pillow out from under her, straddled her and moved up her body until his legs were on either side of her chest.
“We are going to try to control it all, baby, we just need the right recruits.” He scooted closer, until his knees were on either side of her head. One hand circled his cock and he smiled down at her as he slowly stroked it. “All that talk of a blow job has me wanting to see just how much of me you can take.”
She wet her lips in anticipation.
He pressed the large velvety head to her lips until she opened for him.
Then her lips were stretched around him, and he was moving in and out of her mouth. Slowly at first. One hand controlled his cock while the other slid around her throat. She felt him going deeper with each stroke. His eyes burned through hers, welding them together. She relaxed for him, wanting to give him the kind of pleasure he gave her.
Twice, when she thought she might not be able to breathe, and she reached for the base of his cock, he shook his head and caught her hands. “Over your head, baby. I’m not going to let anything happen to you. Trust me to take care of you.”
It was impossible to do more than stroke his shaft with her tongue as he slid into her mouth. She kept her hands where he said, and watched his face, his eyes. He went deeper still, and she felt him swell, cutting off her air. She stared into his eyes, trusting him just as he’d asked. Then he was stroking her throat gently as he came in great rocketing jets. It was hot and salty and sexy as hell. She loved it.
When he was finished, he stayed still, waiting. Almost instinctively, like the leopard in her demanded, she licked him clean, claiming every drop that was the essence of her man.12TIMUR woke the moment Ashe moved. He’d had her a dozen times and yet the moment he opened his eyes, even before, when he simply became aware, his body reacted. He knew they had to slow down, but he’d never been so hungry for a woman in his life. He watched as she padded out of the room on bare feet. She was naked, and his marks were all over her skin. He knew he was a dick, but he couldn’t help but like seeing them there.