Page 58 of Diary of a Mafia Princess

My dick stirred at the very thought of her tits out, long legs, the tops hidden by the ruffled apron fabric.

She’d turn around and flash me her perfect ass, all rounded globes I wanted to rub my dick between.

I pressed her against the kitchen cabinets, catching her, and dragging my finger across her bottom lip before she could complain.

The thick chocolatey goop coated her mouth, and she gaped at me. “Luca! I said I wasn’t trying it!”

I couldn’t help myself. I swiped my finger inside her mouth, shutting her up.

I shouldn’t have said a word. I shouldn’t have even been alone with her, and yet it was like everything inside me was hardwired to ignore my father’s instructions.

It was like being a kid, told not to touch the cookie jar.

I hadn’t even wanted the fucking cookie until I’d been told I couldn’t have it.

And now, it was all I could think about.

“Lick it,” I demanded.

Little Miss Attitude and Sass wrapped her lips around my finger, sucking it clean.

Then her pink tongue darted out, licking the batter from her lips as well.

Something charged in the air between us.

Something thick and hot that felt a hell of a lot like a mutual attraction.

I grinned at her arrogantly. “You want me.”

The tension splintered. “You shove your finger in my mouth, demand I lick it, and then tell me I want you? Keep gaslighting yourself, Luca.” She ducked under my arm.

But it wasn’t before a blush stained her cheeks.

I caught her arm and spun her back around, so we were facing each other. From down the hallway, the front door opened and closed, and I knew it was probably Virginia, returning with the last of the ingredients they needed.

I leaned down and whispered in Nyah’s ear, “You like me telling you what to do, princess. I can see it in your eyes. So when I tell you to take that apron to your bedroom so I can see you in nothing but that, I’ll bet you do it.”

She shook me off, the heat in her eyes turning into anger. “Go to hell, Luca. I’m marrying your father. The only man who’ll be seeing me naked is him. Whatever test this is to prove I’m loyal to him, I’ll pass. Why don’t you go back to his office and report that? That I rejected you because the only man I want is him.”

There was a smudge of chocolate on her jaw, and I leaned down, licking it off her skin before she could protest.

She gasped.

And then slapped me straight across the face.

All I did was laugh. Because, fuck me, I loved how feisty she was.

“Here’s the thing, Nyah. I might be a liar, but that only means I can spot another. And you, little princess, are lying through your teeth. And one day, really soon, you’re going to put on that apron for me and let me fuck you in it. We both know it’s going to happen. It’s not a matter of if. It’s when.”

She smiled sweetly at me. “I’d rather put my foot in a bear trap than let you put your dick in me, Luca Guerra.”

“We’ll see how true that is when you haven’t had any sex in months because my father won’t touch you.” I cocked my head to one side. “Oh wait, that won’t bother you, will it? Since you’re a virgin and all? You don’t know any better, do you? You have no idea what it feels like to have a man put his face between your thighs and lick you until your legs tremble and you can’t hold back the scream. You know nothing about how it feels when he slides his fingers inside you—not in the way my father did to you in his office, just shoving them in like your pussy is his. No, you have no idea what it’s like for a real man to fill you, one finger. Two. Three. Four because you’re so wet you’re begging for his entire hand.”

Her breaths hitched and grew fast. And I knew I had her, hook, line, and sinker. “You have no idea what it feels like to have his thick cock press inside you from behind while you rub your clit and he fingers your ass. You have no idea how that combination feels, do you, princess?”

She couldn’t even answer. Her eyes burned with the need I’d seen in them the day I’d unknowingly lain beside her in bed, my cock hard in my hand, her fingers buried in her pussy to relive the ache the sounds of me jacking off had created inside her.

“You have no idea what it feels like to have a man kiss you when you want him so bad you can’t even fucking breathe.”