Page 10 of The Mobster’s Daughter (Massachusetts Mafia #2)

Grady

W hat the hell did I do?

Grady laid on the couch, staring into the dark. Caitlin had gone to bed shortly after midnight. It had been obvious she wanted him to go with her, but he had only nodded at her. She sighed loudly, went into the bedroom, and shut the door harder than n ecessary.

It had been an awkward evening, spent in silence.

Neither of them knew what to say to the other.

He was relieved when she announced she was going to bed, and he had no intention of following because he needed time to process what happened without Caitlin staring at him from the other side of the room.

There was no way he would ever fall asleep, so he got up.

He remembered something Sean had said about stocking this place with alcohol, but he didn’t know if it had happened.

Under one bookcase was a small cabinet, where he found bottles of scotch, whiskey, and bourbon.

He grabbed a bottle of Jameson, poured two fingers of the amber liquid into a glass, and downed it.

Grady coughed at the sudden burn in his throat, but that didn’t stop him from pouring more into the glass.

He returned to the couch, bottle and glas s in hand.

It wasn’t like him to drink heavily, especially when he was on duty, but these were unusual circ umstances.

I fucke d Caitlin .

He scrubbed a hand over his face. Over the past two years, he’d grown more attracted to the younger woman, but he had pushed it down and refused to acknowledge it.

That didn’t stop him from dropping whatever he was doing to help her.

Knowing Caitlin had intentionally been getting herself in trouble so he would come to her was rescue was—weirdly—a turn-on.

But getting involved with the boss’s daughter was a death sentence. Sean would kill him if he found out.

“Knock it off,” he mumbled. “Stop thinking about it.”

But he couldn’t. He could almost feel her warm, soft body in his hands.

The taste of her was still in his mouth, and the scent of her was on his skin.

Her moans and screams of pleasure echoed in his head.

Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Caitlin on her knees in front of him, his cock in her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks as she sucked his dick. Just thinking about it made him hard.

He pushed the thought away, refusing to acknowledge his growing feelings for Caitlin. He didn’t believe in love. Emotions no longer ruled his life; not since Oona bet rayed him.

That was another thing he didn’t want to think about, so Grady poured another drink. Anything to help him ignore the wave of emotions fighting to overtake him. Before he knew it, the bottle was empty, and he was drunk. He dropped the glass on the table, stretched out on the couch, and fe ll asleep.

Oona stared up at him, tears streaming down her face.

“Please, Grady, you don’t have to do this.” She swallowed, her throat moving. “We can go away, me and you. Someplace where nobody knows us. We can start over. We don’t have to s tay here.”

“You tried to kill me,” he whispered.

She shook her head. “I never wanted to hurt you. I was supposed to kill Sean O’Reilly. You got in the way.”

Grady pressed the gun to Oo na’s head.

He bolted upright, the gunshot a memory echoing in his ears.

He rubbed his temples, grimacing at the pounding in his head, likely because of the alcohol.

His neck was stiff, and his mouth was dry.

After going to the bathroom and brushing his teeth, he stood in front of the bedroom door, one hand on the knob, ready to open it and go inside.

He was determined to talk to Caitlin, to discuss what happened.

They couldn’t be together, feelings be damned.

He had to explain to her how it was wrong, a terrible idea, and could have consequences neither of them wanted in their lives.

The dream about Oona reminded him why he didn’t get involved wi th anyone.

He had a list of the reasons they couldn’t be together, ready to go. Arguing wasn’t an option; Caitlin would listen to what he said, and then she would do as he sai d. Period.

Grady dropped his hand and took a step back. She was a force to be reckoned with when she didn’t get her way or if she wanted something, evidenced by what happened between them last night. But he didn’t have a choice; he had to be the one to stop this madness before it wen t too far.

It already wen t too far .

Grady reached for the door just as it opened. Caitlin let out a startled squeak and stumbled back. Her knees hit the bed, and she f ell on it.

“Jesus Christ, what the fuck are you doing?” she snapped. “You’re sneaking around at the crack of dawn? Were you trying to give me a hear t attack?”

He sighed. Why the hell did she have to be so damn annoying and intriguing at the same time?

Her blonde hair was still braided down her back, though a few strands were loose, falling around her face.

The shirt she wore left absolutely nothing to the imagination, hugging her curves, her nipples poking against the fabric.

It was obvious she was cold and not just because she rubbed her arms as she star ed at him.

“We need to talk, ” he said.

Caitlin jumped to her feet. “I don’t want to talk. Not if you’re going to say what I think you are.”

The dim light streaming through the window put an ethereal glow around her, making her look like something not of this world. She was a beautiful woman. Grady dropped his eyes and stared at the floor as he spoke. He couldn’t look at her or his control w ould snap.

“What we did was wrong,” h e mumbled.

“You don’t sound like you believe that,” she retorted.

“You’re younger than me,” he said. “And you’re my boss’s daughter.” He didn’t even believe himself when h e said it.

Caitlin stepped into his personal space and put her hand on his chest. “Grady, look at me . Please?”

He sucked in a deep breath and looked into Caitlin’s bright blue eyes.

“Stop thinking about this like you’re my father’s leascheannasaí. For once in your life, let yourself feel something. You don’t have to be the tough guy with no emotions all the time.” She inched a little closer. “Not with me.”

Grady shook his head, but he couldn’t shake away the need for her.

He wanted her, wanted to possess her, own her, make her his in every way possible.

He’d been barreling full force down this path for the last two years, and now she was there for him to take and make his own.

He couldn’t resist the need, and he could not resist Caitlin .

“Screw it,” he muttered, then he grabbed her by the waist, slipped his hands under her T-shirt, and dragged it over her head. He dropped it to the floor, caught her lips in his, and kissed her hard.

If she wanted him, she was going to get the full Grady treatment. He didn’t hold back with sex, and he sure the hell wouldn’t start now. He would give her tonight, show her what he liked, what he wanted, and if she wasn’t on board, then they would both know it woul dn’t work.

Caitlin moaned into his mouth.

He broke off the kiss. “Fuck, it’s sexy when you moan for me,” he murmured. He cupped her breast and thumbed the nipple. “I want to fuck you.”

She smirked. “I guess you don’t think it’s wrong anymore , do you?”

Grady grabbed her chin and held it tight. “I said it was wrong. I didn’t say I don’t want to fuck your brains out. I don’t know what the hell it is about you, Caitlin O’Reilly, but I need you like I need the goddamn air I breathe.”

Her eyes widened, and she trembled in his arms.

He dragged her closer until her mouth was only inches from his.

“You need to understand something, princess . If we do this, if we commit to this insane path, you are mine and mine alone. I like things a certain way, and if you can’t deal with that, then we won’t go any further. Do you un derstand?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

Grady grinned. “Good. Now, tell me you want me to fuck you. Beg me to fuck you.”

Caitlin swallowed, and her chest heaved. “Please fuck me.”

“Hm, I’m not sure that’s good enough,” he muttered.

Her voice dropped to a low whisper, and she stared up at him as if he could give her everything she wanted. “I want you to fuck me, Grady. I want your cock inside me. Make me scream. I’m beg ging you.”

“That’s better.” He slipped his hand between her legs and teased her with the tips of his fingers.

“Mm, you’re fucking soaked. Does all of this make you wet, baby?

Does being told what to do turn you on?” He dragged his lips from her jaw to her ear and sucked the lobe between his teeth. “A nswer me.”

Caitlin moaned. “Yes.” She whimpered, her head fell back, and her hips flexed, chasing his fingers. “Please, don ’t tease.”

He laughed. “That’s the fun part, princess. You know what? I think I need to make you scream. What do you think abo ut that?”

He didn’t give her a chance to answer; instead, he wrapped his arm around her waist and held her flush against his body.

Grady thrust two fingers into her pussy and pumped them, enjoying the gasp of surprise that came from Caitlin.

He kept at it for several seconds, taking her right up to the edge before he abruptly stopped and pu lled away.

“What the hell?” she muttered, stumbling t oward him.

“Take off your underwear and get on the bed,” h e ordered.

Caitlin shot him a dirty look, but she did as he said. He stripped off his clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor. He grabbed Caitlin’s ankle and dragged her to the end o f the bed.

Grady dropped to the floor and kneeled in front of her.

He ran his hands up her calves and over her trembling thighs, taking in every inch of her.

He dragged his tongue up her inner thigh, stopping to blow a heated breath across her wet core, drawing a moan from her. His tongue snaked out of his mouth.

“I could stay here all night,” he whispered.

“Teasing.” He brushed light kisses across her hip, his thumb grazing her sensitive nub.

“Tasting.” He licked her warmth, groaning as her taste covered his tongue.

“Sucking.” The tip of his tongue tapped lightly at her clit, circling it before he pulled it into his mouth, sucking it between his lips.

Her hips shot off the bed, grinding against his face.

He swirled his tongue around the sensitive nub of nerves, making her squirm, then he thrust it into her warm, wet entrance, his fingers sliding into her, caressing her walls. She was close, he knew; he could feel it. He pu lled away.

Caitlin groaned and shot him an irrit ated look.

Grady ignored it. “Get on your knees,” h e ordered.

She obeyed immediately. What a surprise; she cou ld listen.

He got on the bed, laid on his back, and gestured for her to straddle him. Once she was seated on his chest, he guided her up his body until his head was between her legs. He rubbed her ass and squeezed it gently, then he pulled her down until she hovered over his face.

“Ride me, baby,” he said as he yanked her down onto him, his tongue stroking her several times before he slid it i nside her.

Caitlin put her hands on the wall behind the bed and eased forward. Grady buried his tongue inside her, his mouth completely covering her, sucking, licking, tasting. She moved, slowly at first, then faster, writhing and moaning o bscenely.

His cock jutted out from his body, aching and throbbing. He couldn’t hold out mu ch longer.

Caitlin closed her eyes, arched her back, and fucked his face. Her cries of pleasure got louder and louder, and he knew she was about to orgasm.

Grady pulled away, his fingers replacing his tongue, and held her right on the edge.

“Jesus, baby, you taste good.” He squeezed her ass with one hand. “I love it when you ride me.” He swept his fingers across her sweet spot and grinned when s he gasped.

“Oh my god, please,” she begged. “Le t me cum.”

He chuckled. “Oh, not until I say so. I’m not done with you yet.” Grady moved and flipped her to her back, his fingers still inside her, moving an d teasing.

Caitlin gasped and moaned as he kissed her body, touching every inch of bare skin. He took her aching breast into his mouth and sucked on her hard, pebbled nipple, teasing it. Her back arched, and she whimpered.

“Beg, princess,” Grady purred. “Tell me how bad you want to cum. Tell me how bad you want me to fuck you so you can cum.”

“Please don’t tease me anymore,” she cried. “I need your cock inside me. I need you to fuck me. I want it so much, and you know it. You can feel how wet I am, how turned on I am, and that’s all because of you. Please make me cum. I want to cum on your cock. I’m begging you to let m e finish.”

Grady moaned. He kissed her, his cock jerking against her hip, then he got to his knees, pulled her legs around his waist, and lined himself up with her entrance. He sank into her, an inch at a time, making her wait, watching her lose her mind as he t eased her.

“When you cum, you better scream my name.” He yanked her against him, filling her completely. Grady held himself there, inside her, his cock twitching.

“Please,” s he begged.

He slammed into her, their hips colliding, his grip on her so tight, it would probably leave marks. It didn’t matter because he was fucking her, pounding into her, as unfathomable, incoherent noises fell from her lips.

“Jesus, Cait, I love the way you sound when I’m inside you.” He panted as he thrust into her, the muscles in his arms and neck taut with tension. “Touch yourself. I want to see you touch yourself while I fuck you.”

Caitlin slid her hand between her legs, found the swollen nub of nerves, and rubbed it with two fingers. Grady’s cock brushed against them with every flex of his hips, both of them now consumed with lust, the sensations ove rwhelming.

“Cum for me,” he ordered. He rammed into her, trapping her hand between their bodies, her fingers pressed against her clit.

The orgasm he’d denied her for so long exploded through her. She came, screaming Grady’s name. He pumped his hips, forcing her fingers to press into her as his cock pulsed, his own climax consuming him as her walls tightened around him. The pleasure was so intense, he thought he might pass out.

When it was over, Grady collapsed to the bed beside her, their legs tangled together, his arm thrown over her waist and his face pressed to the side of her neck. He kissed her throat and traced circles on her skin.

Caitlin rolled over, rested her hand on his cheek, and k issed him.

She was impossible to resist. He’d tasted the forbidden fruit, and it was better than anything he could have imagined. Unfortunately, nothing good would com e from it.

Grady abruptly rolled to his back and got out of bed. “I need a drink,” he said. He grabbed his clothes and walked out of the room.