Page 31 of Mafia’s Angel

She nodded and then concentrated on how he would pull out a bit and glide back in but a little deeper.

They both groaned when he shoved the last few inches into her.

“Are you all right, Angel?”

She nodded. “Yes, can you move?”

“Yes.” He started to thrust in and out of her with slow and smooth glides.

She raised her hips, tried to pull him over her more, and growled when he kept up the easy pace.

“Please,” she pleaded.

“I know. I’m not going to last, so let’s get you there.”

“What—”

He pulled out and slammed into her, making her scream. He kept at her, and he only seemed to get harder and faster. At one point, he reached in between them and tapped her swollen red clit.

It sent her over. She couldn’t grasp what was happening and wouldn’t have been able to explain it because the magnitude was so far from anything she imagined it would feel like.

Duncan groaned. “That’s a good girl.”

When she finally came down, he surged into her a few more times, and then a deep moan tore from his mouth. When he stopped thrusting, he laid his head against her shoulder, keeping his weight on his elbows.

She couldn’t believe it when she felt him tremble and ran her hands up and down his back as if to soothe him.

“Jesus, woman.”

“Are you okay?” she asked.

He snorted. “I should be asking you that.”

“I’m fine. It was amazing. I never expected it to feel so…” She couldn’t find the words.

“I know. You don’t have to say it. I felt it, too.”

“You did?” she asked.

He lifted his head. “Yes.”

He pressed his mouth against hers a few times. “I’m going to clean up. You stay here, and I’ll come back and take care of you.”

She flinched when he pulled out.

“I’m sorry, Angel. The soreness will go away. We’ll bathe in the morning. You look wiped out, and I need to get you settled so you can sleep.”

“You won’t go anywhere?” she asked.

“No. I won’t leave our suite.”

Angelica nodded. Her eyes closed, and she was asleep in seconds. She was startled when he pulled her legs apart and started wiping her tender cunt. She opened her mouth to complain, but the day was catching up with her. There was nothing else she could do but get the rest her body badly needed.

Chapter Sixteen

Angelica arranged a vase of flowers. She was deep in thought because she was worried Duncan was already tired of her, and it had only been a few months since they married.

The wedding had gone off perfectly, and she couldn’t have been happier with it. Although she missed her mother, she spent time at her old house.