Dirty Dom: Valetti Crime Family (A Bad Boy Mafia Romance)

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like a psychopath if she sees me.  I push my grin down, afraid that even that will alert her to my presence. She’s making me fucking crazy. And I fucking love it. I never have to work this hard for anything.
    A broad smile appears on her face as she raises her hand and wags her finger. Her eyebrows raise and I can clearly read the word “bedtime” as she disappears from view.
    Fuck yeah it is. Time for me to take her to bed. As soon as she’s gone back to, I assume her son’s room, I sneak back around to the front and wait on the door step. I immediately send a text.
    I want you right now. – Dom 8:11
    I know I’m gonna need to wait a minute while she puts her son back to bed. I’m not a very patient man. I lean against the wall of her front porch and frown at the text. I shouldn’t have added Dom. She’s already got my number programed in her phone. I should know, since I put it in there. I roll my shoulders and crack my neck before crossing my arms. Any minute now. I look down waiting for the delivered text to be seen.
    What the fuck is wrong with me? She’s got me all tied up over her. I shake my head feeling like a little bitch. This isn’t me. I don’t sneak out to women’s houses and second guess my text messages. Fuck, no! I send them a text and they come running to me. What is it about this broad that has me wrapped around her little finger? Just as I push off the wall and consider leaving, my phone beeps.
    I shouldn’t. I’m sorry. 8:15
    I stare at the text. That’s interesting. She doesn’t want her dirty little secret anymore? No, that’s not it. She wants me. I fucking know she wants me. Before I respond another text comes through.
    I really can’t. I’m sorry for earlier. 8:15
    Sorry for earlier? What the hell does that mean? For kicking my ass out the second she came on my dick? That better be what she meant. I think about how to tell her she’s going to be apologizing for that shit on her knees while she chokes on my cock, but she sends another.
    We just aren’t good for each other. 8:16
    I know it’s just sex to you, but I can’t do that. 8:17
    It’s just that I’ve just lost my husband. 8:17
    Well … you already know that. 8:17
    This broad really doesn’t care about excessive text messages. I run my hand down my face. What the hell am I doing?
    I don’t mean that as a bad thing – just too soon. 8:18
    I finally message her back before she can continue this one sided conversation.
    Stop over thinking it. I wanna fuck. Now. 8:18
    She responds immediately:
    I’m sorry I can’t. 8:19
    I smirk at the phone. The fuck she can’t. She was pretty quiet earlier. We won’t wake up her son. I’ll just cover her mouth while she cums.
    Yes, you can. 8:20
    I didn’t come all this way not to get laid. And I want that ass. I decide to make it easy on her.
    I’m here. Come let me in. 8:21
    I’m not taking no for an answer. She’s obviously uptight, in her own little world. And I’m not the guy she usually dates. That’s fine. I don’t mind. She’s not my usual type either. But this is just sex. Hot sex. I palm my erection. I want. She wants it. She’s just got to get out of her own head.
    I grin at her as she opens the door. She must’ve changed after putting her son to bed. She’s wearing a robe now. Black cotton. Simple and ends at her knees. She’s clutching it to her chest as she opens the door for me to come in.
    “What are you doing here Dom?” I don’t like her tone.
    “I told you, I want you.”
    She bites her lip and closes the door as I stand in her living room. I take a good look at her. Her make up’s off and she looks tired as hell. Still fucking beautiful, even more so. She doesn’t wear a lot of makeup, not that I remember, but without it her natural beauty shines through. Her hazel eyes are a little larger, her lips, pale and plump from scrubbing her lipstick off. Her cheeks are flushed, although that could be for a different reason.
    She swallows and runs

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