Mafia's Good Girl novel · Chapter 6 of 24

Chapter 6: Page Four Still Stands

He closed the study door behind us and didn't lock it.

The green lamp made a small pool of light on the desk.

I stood in the middle of the carpet with my heart still racing from the car.

"You didn't say anything at dinner," I said. "When he said it about my father."

"No."

"Why?"

He leaned against the edge of the desk and loosened his tie with one hand.

"Because you did it better," he said.

He looked at the floor.

"And because he was right about one thing. I'll tell you the rest when you ask me the right way."

"I'm not asking tonight."

"Then why are you in my study?"

I crossed the room.

I pulled open the top drawer, took out the contract in its blue folder and laid it on the blotter between us.

I turned to page four.

"You said come to the study," I said. "Is this page four?"

"Yes."

"Say it out loud."

"Miss Hostetter shares my bed whenever I ask."

"So I'm here because you asked."

"You're here because I asked," he said. "The paper doesn't say whether you want to."

I looked at him.

"I want to," I said, and I hated how fast it came.

I shoved the folder to the side and knelt down on the carpet at his feet.

His breath caught.

I undid his belt buckle slowly this time, looking up at him.

I pulled the leather free and dropped it, and I opened his trousers and drew him out.

He was already hard and heavy and hot in my hand.

"Janelle, put your mouth on me-"

"I'm going to. And that isn't in the paper either."

I leaned in and ran my tongue up the underside of him, from the base to the head, slowly, and tasted salt and skin.

He swore under his breath.

His hand closed on the edge of the desk until the wood creaked.

I took him in my mouth.

I took the thick head and then more.

I slid my lips down his length and back up, my tongue working against the vein underneath.

I'd never been good at this before.

I'd never cared enough to learn.

I cared now.

I watched his face, and I watched what every move did to it.

When I hollowed my cheeks, his head fell back.

When I took him deeper, a low sound tore out of him.

"Christ," he said. "Janelle. Your mouth."

I hummed around him and his hips jerked.

His hand came down into my hair.

He held it gently, and then not so gently, and I looked up and saw his eyes on me, black and wild.

"Look at me," he said. "Keep looking."

I kept looking.

I sucked him deeper, and he guided my head in a slow, steady rhythm.

I let him.

My eyes watered and I didn't care.

I wanted him to lose control.

I wanted to watch the Don fall apart on my mouth.

"Enough," he said, hoarse. "Enough, or I'll come right now."

"Do it."

"Not yet."

He pulled me up by the arms and turned and set me on the desk.

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