“I’m on my knees for you, Nico.” I wet my lips with my tongue, giving him a seductive look. “Tell me what you want.”
He slipped his fingers through my hair and moved my head forward. “Suck the tip.”
I sucked on the head of his cock, jerking his shaft with his help.
“Fuck, Ava.” His eyes fluttered, and then he breathed deeply through his nose. “You’re doing so good.”
He was long and thick, and my cheeks puffed out as I took more of him into my mouth, which was a challenge. I’d seen a handful of dicks, but nothing compared to Nico.
He grunted when he hit the back of my throat. “That’s my dirty girl,” he said as our eyes met, his chest rising and falling. “Suck my cock like a good little slut.” Then, yanking on my hair, he forced me to take more of him. “Don’t stop. Just like this. I’m so close.” His grip tightened on my hair, his eyes wide as his legs trembled. “Your mouth feels so fucking good.”
His cock pulsed, and his cum filled my mouth a few seconds later. “Swallow,” he instructed as he slid the pad of his thumb across my bottom lip, some of him spilling down my chin.
I swallowed all of him.
“You’re such a good girl.” He lifted me onto his lap, then he had me on my back, taking off my thong. “You wanna cum, good girl?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
“How do you want to cum?” Nico’s head dipped between my thighs, and he was right there. So damn close, I felt the warmth from his breath on my wet skin. “My tongue, fingers, or cock?”
“Your tongue,” I whimpered. “And your fingers.”
As his cell phone rang in his pocket, Nico stuck out his tongue, about to lick my clit. “Fuck,” he groaned. “I’m sorry, baby.” He kissed my pussy. “Give me a minute. I’ll make you feel good.”
I sat up with Nico and watched him read the name on the Caller ID with a sigh. Judging by the sneer on his face, it must have been one of his brothers.
“What?” Nico said into the phone. He listened for a second, running a hand through his hair. “Uh-huh. Yeah. Got it,” he fired back with venom in his tone. “I’ll be there in a minute.”
My heart sank to my stomach as he stuffed the phone into his pocket, rising from the couch to tuck himself into his pants. “Gotta go.” He leaned over, gripped my chin, and gave me a long, hard kiss. “I promise I’ll make it up to you. I’ll roll out the red carpet and give you the Luciano special treatment.”
I smiled at his offer. “Okay.”
His expression mirrored mine. “Yeah?”
I nodded.
Nico kissed me once more and then helped me up from the couch. I walked him to the door and stood on my tippy toes to kiss him again.
“I’ll see you soon.” He kissed my cheek, and then disappeared into the hallway, leaving me all hot and bothered.
Damn him.
ChapterTwenty-One
AVA
When I looked at the corner of my office, I felt the camera on my face. I knew Dante was watching me, studying my every move. So I would act like the perfect captive.
His good girl.
On Sundays, I had to work long hours because of the pickup at the clubs. So I left the Portofino Hotel and Casino with my new bodyguard and headed to Lucky's first. A man named Tony drove me to the strip club on Atlantic Avenue.
He got out of the SUV and opened the back door, then ushered me inside. I wasn't sure if this was for my protection or because they wanted to know where I was every second.
My entire life, I followed the rules and worked my ass off to get ahead. And now I was theirs. The good girl inside me was slowly dying and, along with it, my sanity.
Nico with his sweet words, Angelo with his skilled hands, and the vulnerability I saw from him in the hot tub. He wanted someone to accept him without looking at his scar and thinking it made him tainted or ugly. Then there was Stefan with his ability to listen. I enjoyed talking to him and could have gone on for hours if Angelo hadn't come out and interrupted us.