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Mafia Target (The Kings of Italy, #4) Mafia Target by Mila Finelli
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“I’d allowed myself to want and feel when it came to this man. He’d become an obsession. It broke every rule I’d established for myself, yet I hadn’t been able to prevent it.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“That’s it. Beg me. Beg for my cock.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“How does it taste, the two of us together?” His lips twisted into a devious smile. “Like bad ideas and imminent danger all rolled into one.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“Beg me, principe.” Bending, I ran the flat of my tongue over his sac. “Then I’ll let you shoot down my throat.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“When you waited to swallow my come? That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“Maybe you’re a switch.” “Are these things gay men really discuss?” “Yes.” “I like to fuck and be fucked. Does that help?”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“No, no, no. Cazzo madre di dio. The man from the club? The one who had sucked my brains out through my dick? It was Alessandro Ricci.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“We are capable of forgiveness. And sometimes it’s the most human, most beautiful thing we can do.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“I hadn’t expected it to feel this good. Or to enjoy the sight this much. This was no gentle wave of pleasure; it was a storm of sensation, all focused in my groin.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“Beg me.” He didn’t hesitate. “Ti prego. Scopami forte.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“Do you need to be fucked, Alessio? Do you need me to fill you up?”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“Alessio reached for his crotch and stroked his erection over his briefs. “You are a work of art, principe,” he said softly.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“You look good with that gun in your hand, principe.” His voice was deep. A caress I felt all the way in my toes.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“I don’t want anything to do with your dick, Alessio.” He pushed off from the wood. With slow, measured steps he came toward me. “Too bad. It’s a very nice dick.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“Giulio was like a brilliant sky, full of color and life. He was impossible to miss.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“I’m walking out. Unless you plan on shooting me in a few seconds, know that I’m coming after you next, Ricci.” A flicker of a smile flashed before he masked it. “I look forward to it, il bel principe.” Handsome prince.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“That I was one of many didn’t sit well with me. The hookup in Málaga had been different. Good. Satisfying—though he hadn’t touched me. I couldn’t explain it. But to know he did this over and over again, a different man every time? It soured the memory for me. He’s just a job.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target
“Then I saw him. The most gorgeous man I’d ever seen stepped into my view, and it was like being struck by lightning. Colpo di fulmine. A thunderbolt.”
Mila Finelli, Mafia Target