Page 37 of The One Night Match (Mafia Matchmaker #1)

THIRTY-SEVEN

CRUZ

O ne of the things I love about Riley is how much she constantly surprises me.

She fights me tooth and nail about some things, and then others, where I think for sure she’s going to argue, she does exactly as she’s told without hesitation.

This is one of those times.

She pulls the layers of her dress up, giving me a look at the red lacy panties she’s wearing.

Part of me, and not a small part, wants to tear them off her and have her bare for me all night.

But the possessive asshole who has reared his ugly head since the first time I met her won’t allow such things, which is probably for the best.

There will be a lot of men near my wife tonight, and she needs to be wearing panties.

“Hands on the wall, hips tilted up,” I order, making quick work of my pants, freeing my aching cock at last.

God, I’ve been hard as a rock since the second I caught sight of Riley on the stairs, and I don’t even think a filthy fuck in a broom closet is going to be enough for me.

She does as she’s told, and I groan, giving my hard length a few rough pumps at the sight before me. My beautiful wife bent over, her dress bunched up around her middle, her ass on display for me.

Jesus, I’m a lucky man.

I step up behind her, push her panties to the side, and press two thick fingers inside her, testing her wetness. “Fuck, Kitten. You’re soaked.”

“I need you, Cruz. Please,” she whines.

“Fuck,” I groan, quickly replacing my fingers with my cock. I enter her in one thrust, only barely shoving my wet fingers inside her mouth to gag her before she can let the whole party know what we’re doing in here. “Shhh, Kitten. You gotta be quiet for me.”

She nods frantically, her hips pushing back to meet mine with every thrust as she sucks on my fingers with the same vigor she does my cock, which only pushes me closer to my own release.

“Rub your clit for me, Riley. I need you to come all over my cock before I fill you with my cum. You’re going to be presented to the De Luca family with your pussy stuffed to the brim with me,” I growl against the shell of her ear.

She whimpers and clenches around me at the dirty words, which only makes me fuck her harder, pushing her higher and higher until she’s teetering on the edge of oblivion.

“When we get home tonight, I’m going to tie you to our bed in nothing but these pretty red heels and spend the whole night ruining you.”

“Yes, Cruz. Please,” she mumbles around my fingers, her own brushing over the place where we’re joined and tearing a rough groan from my own throat. I’m so close, it’s maddening, but I refuse to come without her.

I move one of my hands from her hips and snake it up the front of her dress until my fingers wrap around her throat, and that’s all she needs to throw her over the edge.

Her body trembles in my arms, her pussy tightening to the point I can barely fuck her through it.

Stars burst into my vision, and I follow her over, pumping my hips and losing any kind of rhythm as I fuck my cum deep into her tight heat.

We collapse against the wall, my cock still buried inside her as we catch our breath.

“Do you have an exhibitionist kink?” she asks.

“I don’t think so. Why?” I chuckle.

“This is the second time you’ve fucked me in a public place. It’s becoming a pattern.” She snickers, causing her to clench around me, and we both groan.

“You’ve let me fuck you twice in public, so maybe you’re the one with the exhibitionist streak,” I tease.

Slowly, I pull out of her, quickly moving her panties into place so none of my cum can escape.

“You’re a caveman, you know that, right?” She smirks over her shoulder.

“You have no idea, Kitten. You have no idea.”

We return to the hallway where the others left us, just in time for the event planner to stick her head out and wave us in, which makes Riley turn the most adorable shade of pink.

“How do I look?” she whispers before we cross the threshold.

“Freshly fucked and satisfied,” I reply, earning me a groan.

It’s hard as fuck being the cold, unfeeling Mafia boss when Riley’s around, because she makes me so genuinely happy, pretending not to be is almost impossible.

I never had an issue before, never had any problem being a grumpy asshole, because I was one. But my kitten is changing me, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I lead Riley toward the stage where Mom and Lexi are waiting, along with Colten and several other high-ranking members of the family.

I’m hoping no one notices Dennis and Vernon are missing, although Colten already has their alibi prepared.

They’re on a fact-finding mission in Montana for the week, getting some intel about a new gang that has cropped up.

Their families have been receiving regular updates from them via text, not that their wives would be missing them. They’re both probably enjoying a well-earned holiday, if I’m honest.

Lexi gives me a knowing look, but Mom is oblivious to the fact that I just fucked my wife in a broom closet, and she’s leaking my cum as she takes her place beside me at the podium.

This is a tradition I plan to do away with. It’s archaic in a lot of ways, and unnecessary in others.

The Welcome Ball started three generations ago, and every woman who has married into the family has been thrown one, regardless of whether they’re at our level or further down in the ranks, although my mother has really gone all out for Riley tonight.

It’s only the women who face this level of scrutiny, which is one of the many reasons I loathe the tradition.

The round of applause that broke out as we entered tempers slightly, and I dip my head to press a kiss to Riley’s temple.

It’s a fine art appearing not to care, but also getting the point across that if you touch my wife, I’ll end you faster than you can take your next breath.

“Thank you all for coming to celebrate my beautiful wife,” I say evenly into the microphone.

“As you all know, Riley and I were matched using a relatively new service at the Mafia Matchmaker, and we can say with certainty that they know what they’re doing.

Riley is a smart woman who is more than capable of taking her position by my side, and I’m excited for you all to get to know her tonight.

Although I recognize this is a night for the wider organization to get to know my wife, I will be by her side throughout to ensure her safety after a recent attempt on her life.

I hope this won’t hinder your ability to get to know her the way I have. ”

Another round of applause fills the ballroom, and I tug Riley to my side, positioning her in front of the microphone.

“Hi, everyone!” She gives a shy wave, and I can’t help but think how fucking cute she is.

With me, she’s a ball of fire ready to argue at every turn, but with strangers, she plays the part of the meek Mafia wife perfectly.

“Thank you all for being here tonight. It means so much to have a family like the De Lucas welcome me with open arms. I’ve enjoyed getting to know a few of you over the last few weeks, and I’m really excited to chat with you all tonight! ”

Lexi lets out a wolf whistle that makes the room laugh before they clap again, and when I look down, I find Riley looking up at me, the emotions in her eyes so close to what I feel in my chest every time I look at her.

I dip my face down and press a soft kiss to her lips, unable to help myself, and this time it’s not just Lexi cheering us on.

Once Dennis and his rats are taken care of, the family will be a much safer place on the inside, and maybe I won’t have to be the same heartless man my father was.

And then maybe I’ll deserve Riley.