Convicted: A Mafia Romance by Jacee Macguire Page B

change me. I won’t lie and say that I understood it, but I felt that I would eventually. She was a remarkable woman. My Haven.
    I eased the door open, smiling as my eyes found her curled beneath the soft sheets of my bed, her clothes piled neatly on the leather chair near the window. Here, now, she was an angelic work of art for only my eyes to see. My body hummed with electricity as I slowly strode across the room, careful to remain silent.
    Like a ghost, I neared the bed, my eyes never leaving her soft skin, the slight smile on her lips. The moonlight seeping through the window kissed its way across her bare flesh, taunting me to touch her. My chest rose and fell, each breath coming quicker and quicker. As she shifted in her sleep, the sheet slipped down her body, revealing the sexy lace bra hiding her rose-colored nipples, the delectable curve of her side as it dipped low, arcing up to her curvy hip.
    My cock stirred at the sight and without realizing I had made so much as a single movement, I found myself clutching my stiff cock in my hand, licking my lips, the need to taste her sweet liquor-coated pussy so strong I could scarcely fight it. Did I wish to fight it? Fuck no! God, the things this woman did to me. She was an angel and a temptress rolled into one.
    Releasing my stiff shaft, I removed my clothes, not giving one fuck where they fell. I needed to be close to her. I needed to feel her body against mine. A low subtle whimper – or was it a moan – escaped her lips as I slipped into bed beside her.
    Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her against me, her scent finding me as I buried my face in the curls of her long chocolate hair. I didn’t want to wake her, not yet, but my cock had other plans. My hips eased forward, burying my dick between her thighs. The slick warmth of her honey coated my shaft with each slow aching thrust. She began to stir, pressing her curvy little ass into me, and it was maddening how much I loved it.
    Running my hand down her side, enraptured by the buttery smoothness of her skin beneath my palm, I grasped the soft globe of her ass in my hand, giving it a firm squeeze that sent a flame of desire through my entire body. She felt it, too. I pumped my hips faster and froze when she moaned, her fingertips finding the swollen head of my cock as it peeked out between the apex of her thighs.
    “Fuck me,” she groaned, raising her leg enough to grasp me firmly in her warm little hand.
    She turned to face me, her hooded sleepy gaze meeting mine. I hadn’t wanted to wake her but now that she was, I couldn’t stop myself from taking her. Haven’s palms found their way to my chest, her nails raking over my nipples, eliciting a deep growl from me.
    One word left my lips. One. “Mine!” Grasping her wrists, I thrust them over her head, moving my body over hers. She purred like a fucking kitten as my cock grazed the soft curve of her stomach. My lips found hers and what began as a soft kiss quickly became savage and shameless. I swallowed the come-hither moans she offered me freely.
    “Tell me you want me,” I commanded. “Say it!”
    “I... I want you,” she panted as my cock pressed against her swollen bundle of nerves.
    Letting go of her wrists, I met her eyes. “Do not move your arms or I will stop.” She nodded into the darkness, her willingness to please me only pushing me closer to losing control.
    “If you move, I will punish you.”
    “I won’t move, Sebastian,” she moaned.
    Rising to my knees, I pinched her nipples, rolling them between my fingers. She writhed beneath me, her eyes never leaving mine. Fuck, she was so damned beautiful. I fisted my shaft, running it up and down her entrance, teasing her with each slow pass before slapping her tender clit with my cock. Haven’s breath hitched, her chest rising and falling wildly. “Do you want my cock, Haven?”
    “Oh. Oh yes! Stop teasing me and fuck me already. You’re so mean.” Her legs wound around my hips, her