Page 63 of The Mobster's Girl


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“Wait.” She grabbed his arm and turned him back around to face her. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“Aren’t we past lies? Tell me what’s wrong. Please.”

“Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?” He was like a gawky teenager as he asked the question, but when he voiced it, he knew he needed to know the answer. It would determine if they had a future together.

It wasn’t until now, that he realized how important it was to him to have some type of long-term future with Madison. He leaned towards wanting to marry her, but if she wasn’t interested in marriage, as long as they were exclusive, he would be happy.

“Oh Dante.” She turned into his body and she wrapped his arms around her. Then she cupped his face.

“I could never be embarrassed to be seen with you. You are an awesome guy. I love being with you. It’s just my own hang-ups I have with people talking behind my back, but most of all thinking I got something not because I earned it but that I gave up something, sex, to get it. I’ll be judged. No one will say anything to you. It will all be directed at me.”

That made sense to him. He didn’t want people to talk or to think poor of her. Which was his own reason for telling his cousins that the knowledge that he and Madison had had sex stayed in the room. She was just trying to protect herself the same way.

“Ok. I get what you’re saying.”

She rose up on her toes and kissed him. It was a peck, but he wanted more. He kept her in place and deepened the kiss. His hands slid up her sides to her ribcage and then up to her breasts.

He found her nipples already hard, and he rubbed his thumbs over them.

“Dante.” She moaned. “We have to go or you’ll be late.

He knew she was right, but he couldn’t help himself. He gave her nipples a pinch and then released her.

“Dante.” She begged this time.

He knew what she wanted, and he would give it to her. He picked her up and turned her around so her back was against the wall. He used the wall and his body to help support her. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He could feel the heat that came from her mound, and he rubbed his suit-covered cock against it.

His mouth captured hers, and he used one hand to play with her nipple. He slid his hand under her shirt and pulled the cup of her bra down to expose the hardened peak. Dante kissed down her chin to the side of her neck and down her collarbone until he reached the tip, which he took his time with as he sucked into his mouth.

He flicked his tongue over the nipple and was gentle when he bit it as they rubbed their lower bodies together, he could tell Madison was close to coming and he moved one hand to her bottom to keep her from sliding down and then used his other hand to pinch the twin nipple and sent Madison out of control.

Her hips jerked against his, and her nails dug into his shoulders. He loved feeling the bite of her nails; it drove him wild. He slowed down as she came down. He hadn’t come, but he didn’t need to. Seeing Madison orgasm was pleasurable to him.

He let her down slow and allowed her to slide down his body.

“What about you?” And she dropped down to her knees, but he lifted her up.

“Seeing you come is enough for me. I don’t need to come every time we’re together. Come, let’s go.” He tugged on her arm. “We don’t want to be late.”

****

Madison walked in from the bus stop. She felt silly, as she looked around her to make sure no one had seen Dante drop her off at the bus stop. She was earlier than was normal for her usual start time because Dante needed to be in early.

She only had her dance duffle as her overnight bag was still at Dante’s. She was halfway between the bus stop and the club when she turned back around. It would be more suspicious for her to show up early than at her regular time. She would walk home, if she had time, maybe work on something.

No, she couldn’t do that. She would get lost in what she was doing and not show up for work. She would just walk back, maybe grab a glass of water if she had time and then head back either walking or catch the bus like her normal routine.

That was a better plan. She would walk home and catch the bus at her usual time. When she got to her place, Sabrina was there.

“Hey, what’s the matter?”

“Nothing. I was looking for you. I called and texted but you never responded.”

Madison looked at her phone. “Oh sorry, I was focused on something else and I didn’t check my phone after. Is something wrong?”

“No, I guess not.” Sabrina looked around at their surroundings.