Deception (Mafia Daddies #3)

Rocco

“Any more outbursts, and you’ll all be sent to the principal.” Her sweet ass sways as she makes her way toward the front of the class, and not for the first time, I scan her delectable body from top to toe. My blood pumps with a need to mark her as mine. To have every fucker know she belongs to me.

Turning my attention away from her, I send the little punk who dared to insinuate shit between me and my girl a death glare, and he darts his eyes away like the coward he is.

I might only have been at this school a few days, but my reputation precedes me. Since the first time I came to Matt’s rescue, people know who I am, and I find it somewhat amusing that the girl who has me all wrapped up doesn’t.

She will soon.

Very fucking soon.

The bell rings, and I haven’t so much as lifted my pen. How the fuck can I when all I can think about is her sweet pussy clenching my fingers or the way her snug cunt pulled the handle of my knife inside her, covering it in her cum while she rode it so beautifully.

The room empties, and finally, I’m alone with her.

I watch in sick satisfaction as her fingers tremble against the wood of her desk.

My poor little red is nervous. I lick my lips, the predator in me roaring to be released like a caged animal.

“Lock the door.” I tilt my head toward the door, and she follows my action before obeying. Then she turns to face me, her back against the door, her chest heaving, and no doubt, her pussy is dripping too.

Pushing back in my chair, I stalk toward her. My eyes never leave hers, and when I finally reach her, I wrap my fingers in her curls, pulling her toward me and forcing our mouths to collide.

Our kiss is hungry, feverish, and full of passion. It’s everything.

I slide my hand up her skirt and still at the lace of her garters. A flash of pain hits my balls, and my mouth becomes dry at knowing she obeyed so submissively. “Good girl.”

Her breath hitches, and I slam my lips against hers to devour her once again.

Her hands find my jeans button, and she pops it open, scrambling to free my cock while I push her skirt up her thighs and slide her panties to the side. When her hand wraps around my cock, I swear I see stars. Her touch is worth the world, and I’m the center of it.

I lift her up against the door, and she lines me up, then I power into her, forcing her teeth to bite into my neck to withhold the scream she wants to let out.

Fuck, I love knowing she’s marked me, and with that thought, I lift my T-shirt over my head with her assistance, then drop it to the floor. “Again. Bite me again,” I grit out.

Her pussy clenches around me, and her nails dig into my shoulders as she pulls me toward her. Then she sinks her teeth into the muscle of my shoulders, following it up with a soothing swipe of her tongue that makes my hips stutter. “Oh, fuck, Little Red, you feel so good.”

She moans at my words, and I will her to tell me what I want to hear.

“I want you.” She licks my neck. “I shouldn’t, but I do.”

I ram into her harder, each admittance driving us higher and higher as her teeth and lips devour my flesh.

“I want to call you Daddy.”

“Fuckkk,” I choke out as my balls draw up. “More,” I growl, knowing I’m almost fucking there, but not wanting to be.

“I want to feel your cum inside me.”

My eyes roll back. “Yes. Fuck, yes. My good little slut.”

“Yes. Like Daddy’s good slut, I want it leaking out of me.”

Sweat drips from my forehead. “Holy fuck, Little Red,” I grunt. “Tell Daddy you’re his little slut. Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours.” Her pussy clenches, and my cock erupts as her teeth snag my skin, sending a wave of pleasure through me while her pussy milks me dry with the impact of her orgasm.

“I want you, ,” she whispers. “I shouldn’t, but I do, and it terrifies me.”

“Don’t be scared, I’ve got you, Little Red. I’ll always catch you when you fall.” I lift my eyes to implore hers, but we’re cut off when the door handle jiggles and voices filter through, causing us both to still.

“Can you believe that prick? He thinks he can touch me. All because the teacher is a cock tease.”

Hallie stiffens beneath me, and I grind my teeth as we remain frozen, listening to the conversation playing out.

“Leave it alone, man,” his buddy begs, and I scramble to recognize his voice. Darryl Davis, Gerrard’s nephew.

“No chance. He doesn’t come into my school and think he can overthrow me, and the cock tease is going down too.” He laughs. His friend doesn’t respond, and fortunately for him, it saved him from my wrath.

He might not realize it yet, but this Blair prick has sealed his fate.

Nobody calls my girl a cock tease and gets away with it.

Nobody.