Page 15 of The Mobster’s Daughter (Massachusetts Mafia #2)

Caitlin curled her fingers around the leather belt and pushed herself against Grady’s face, the anticipation at what was about to come making her overly eager. Grady growled, released her, and got to his knees.

“Are you a little anxious, princess?” he asked. His jaw clenched tightly, but his hazel eyes flashed with a mix of lust, want, and glee. “You need to lie still and take it like a good girl. Do you under stand me?”

Desire washed over her, her eyes falling shut and her thighs squeezing together as her pussy clenched with need. “Y-yes,” she stammered.

He grinned, then he dropped his head, took her breast in his mouth, and suckled it, pulling a breathy moan from her. He caressed her inner thighs, moving closer and closer to her center until his finger slipped i nside her.

“Oh my god,” she gasped. “Please do n’t stop.”

Grady looked up at her, and his eyes sparkled with barely contained laughter. He went back to kissing her, a deep, brain-numbing kiss that made her tingle with desire and her toes curl.

Caitlin groaned when he pulled away again. “Jesus Christ, stop te asing me!”

“Oh, sweetheart, this is only the beginning. You are going to beg to cum like you wouldn’t believe before I finish with you.” He grinned an impish grin. “If you’re a good girl and do as you’re told, the orgasm will be worth the wait.”

Heat flooded every inch of her, flushing her skin a br ight pink.

Grady started at her ears, nibbling at the lobes, gently kissing her neck right beneath them, moving along her jaw, peppering her neck and shoulders with kisses and bites.

He took her nipple in his mouth and sucked greedily as he cupped her other breast, kneading it roughly.

Then he moved down her stomach, his fingers tracing circles all over her, his lips following his hand, his beard scratching her sensi tive skin.

When he reached the apex of her thighs, he paused long enough to make her moan, then his fingers slid through her slick folds. He blew a warm breath over her clit, sending a shiver racing th rough her.

Caitlin’s hips came off the bed and she tried to grab him, forgetting her hands were tied.

She dropped them and moaned in frustration, egged on by Grady tracing her swollen nub and his tongue lapping at her.

He sighed as he buried his head between her thighs, his middle finger slipping inside her as he sucked her clit into his mouth, sending a jolt of intense desire shooting through her.

Her legs opened, and she pushed her hips up, allowing Grady to slide his hand beneath her to hold her against his mouth.

The orgasm built and pleasure spread through her body.

She knew she was about to cum—her toes curled, her fists clenched, her nails digging into the palms of her hands, her breath tearing in and out of her throat.

She drew in a deep breath, ready to let loose with a litany of praise for the man giving her so much grat ification.

But instead of bringing her to orgasm, Grady pulled away and bit the insides of her thighs, his finger still pumping in and out of her, keeping her right on the edge. She was on fire, coming undone, but not qu ite there.

“Fuck me,” she mumbled. “Don’t stop. I wan t to cum.”

“Not yet, princess,” he whispered before he dove back in, his tongue sliding into her soaking wet pussy alongside his finger, thrusting as he brushed his thumb across her sens itive nub.

Caitlin writhed beneath him, close to orgasm again, right at the peak, ready and willing to let herself go.

But Grady slowed his movements until she teetered on the edge once more.

She wanted to cum so badly, tears had formed in the corner of both of her eyes and every nerve ending burned with the need to let go.

“Please,” she begged. “I … fuck … I need to cum.” She squirmed an d cursed.

Grady rose to his knees, his face damp with her slick, his chest heaving, the hard line of his erection visible through his jeans. “Oh, princess, you are not being a very good girl,” he murmured.

He reached back, grabbed the neck of his T-shirt, and pulled it off. He put one hand by her head and leaned over her, his mouth mere inches from hers, their breath mingling.

“You need to remember who is in charge.” He nipped at her throat. “I’m going to punish you, Cait. I want you to take your punishment like a good girl. Can you do that?”

Caitlin groaned. “ Oh, fuck.”

Grady took hold of her face with his large hand and pulled her to him. “Damn that mouth,” he said. He kissed her, a hard, bruising kiss that left her moaning for more. “Answer my question. Can you take it like a g ood girl?”

This was a side of him she had never seen.

It wasn’t that she was scared of him; he would never hurt her.

But this Grady was raw, feral, and more man than she ever imagined.

He took what he wanted, no questions asked.

To her surprise, she liked it. She sucked in a deep breath and released it slowly.

“Yes,” she whispered.

Grady rolled Caitlin over so her bound wrists were stretched above her head, and her ass was i n the air.

He rubbed her soft skin. “I think two or three will be enough,” he mumbled, then he hit her right butt cheek. The sting was immediate, heat spreading across her ass and pooling in the pit of her stomach. Her nipples hardened, and a low moan of desire es caped her.

He caressed her, his rough, calloused hand caressing the red spot left by his hand. He shifted, then there was another slap, this time on her left b utt cheek.

Caitlin gasped and fell forward, her breasts skimming the threadbare bedspread. Jesus Christ, she wanted to rub her entire body all over the bed, anything to relieve the tension building insi de of her.

“One more,” Grady whispered as he lifted her, his hand coming forward and connecting with her again, the sting both painful and unbelievably s atisfying.

His hands were on her in a heartbeat, caressing her ass, stroking it gently.

He crouched behind her, his lips drifted over her reddened skin, and two of his fingers pushed into her wet pussy, pushing her up to the edge and over it, the orgasm rolling through her in waves, taking her to unimaginable heights of pleasure.

Grady leaned over her back, his fingers still moving inside her as he loosened the belt, and it fell from her wrists.

He held her close and whispered praises in her ear.

Caitlin balanced on her elbows as he opened his jeans, pulled out his cock, and buried it so deep inside her that his pelvic bone pressed against her ass.

She pushed back against him, groaning as his cock brushed her sweet spot with every thrust into her.

He wrapped an arm around her waist and his hand found her clit, rubbing the swollen nub of nerves with two fingers as he pounded into her from behind.

She clutched the bedspread with both hands, a scream of pleasure building in her.

It wasn’t long before her walls clamped down on him, drawing his own orgasm from him as another rushed through her, his hips stuttering in their movements as his contro l slipped.

When Grady released her, Caitlin fell face down on the bed, completely satisfied and utterly exhausted. She pressed her face against the bedspread and hummed co ntentedly.

The bed shifted, but she didn’t turn to see what he was doing.

She heard water running in the bathroom sink, then he returned to her side, rolled her to her back, and used the warm washcloth to clean her wet thighs and between her legs, all while pressing soft kisses to her cheeks and forehead, murmuring sweet praises in her ear.

Once she was cleaned up, he wrapped her in the bedspread and pressed her vanilla milkshake into her hands before he disappeared into the bathroom.

When he emerged a few minutes later, he wore a pair of ridiculous silk boxers with huge red lips all over them.

Caitlin giggled and rolled her eyes.

“Don’t laugh,” he mumbled. “I had to buy them at the convenience store down the road. It’s all they had.” He crawled into bed beside her, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her temple. “How are you doing?” he asked.

“I’m good,” she whispered. “What a bout you?”

“I needed that,” he said. “Thank you.” He cleared his throat. “I told you I liked to be in control. I hope I didn’t s care you.”

She shook her head. “No. Surprised me a little, but you didn’t scare me. I … I kind of liked it.” Heat rushed to her cheeks. “I’ve never done anything like tha t before.”

Grady sucked in a sharp breath, but he didn’t utter a word. Instead, he hugged her closer, both arms wrapped around her, her head tucked under his chin.

Caitlin closed her eyes and let herself enjoy the brief respite from the insanity her—their—life had become. Maybe that had been just what she ne eded, too.