Ruthless Prince (The Mancini Mafia #2)

Chapter 10

Chapter

Ten

ELLIE

I ’m nervous as I follow Vincent out of the hospital. My heart pounds as we walk to the nearest hotel.

And I think I might pass out as we get a room for the night.

My phone buzzes as I enter the room. It’s a text from my father, wondering where I am. I could reply. I could try to comfort him and tell him I’m all right.

But I’m tired of playing by my father’s rules.

Ever since I first saw Vincent, I knew I wanted him. I’m going to allow myself to be free tonight and worry about the consequences later.

“Everything all right?” Vincent asks, nodding at my phone.

“All good,” I respond, setting it on the table by the door. I put it on silent so I can’t hear it ring. My father doesn’t need to know where I am. This is between Vincent and me.

“Ellie.” He places his hands on my hips, and I let out a shuddering breath to make sure I’m alive. Just this simple touch lights me on fire. “I want you to know I respect you. I’m not going to just touch you then leave.”

“I know.”

“I say this because I’ve left other women, but I won’t do that to you.”

“I know, Vincent.” I place my hands on his on my hips. “There’s something between us. I don’t think we should fight it. I just have to hope my father will understand.”

“If I win this competition, hopefully, he’ll like me enough to be ok with us.”

“I hope for that, too.” Now, kiss me, I want to say, but I don’t have the courage. Thankfully, Vincent seems to know what I want, and he leans down and captures my lips in a sweet kiss.

It soon turns passionate and hungry, and I throw my arms around his shoulders. We would never have been able to do this back at my father’s house.

But here, in this hotel, we have the freedom to do what we want.

No one’s ever touched me like this before. It’s electric. It’s all-consuming. And it’s only been a kiss.

Vincent guides me to the bed and lowers me down, but he doesn’t rush to take my clothes off, for which I’m grateful.

I kiss him harder, my desire growing. “Vincent,” I say against his lips. “What are we doing?”

“We’re kissing.”

“That’s not what I meant. I mean, how far are we going to go?”

“As far as you want.” He kisses down my neck. “I want to show you pleasure, Ellie. Will you let me?”

“Yes,” is all I can think to say.

Hovering over me, Vincent slowly unbuttons my dress. His eyes turn lust-filled when he sees my bra. I’m thankful I wore a cute one today.

“You’re so beautiful.”

His words make me blush. “Thank you.”

After helping me out of my dress, he lowers me back onto the bed. “God, I’ve wanted to touch you since I first saw you.” He trails his fingers down my legs to my high heels and slips them off one by one. A flicker of arousal hits me between the legs.

I lie back and let him touch me. He keeps his hands soft as they wander my body, from my hips to my knees to the sides of my breasts. My breath starts to come out in soft pants.

“I want to touch you more,” he says, his fingers slipping to the waistband of my panties. He lifts an eyebrow, waiting for me.

I nod.

Slowly, Vincent removes my underwear and tosses it to the floor. Then he spreads my legs and places his palm over my entire vulva. Instantly, my hips jerk up.

He smiles, looking way too pleased with himself. “I knew you’d be sensitive.” He begins rocking his hand up and down, rubbing me gently.

I gasp. This kind of pleasure is something I’ve never felt before. I’ve tried touching myself in the past, but my own touch just wasn’t good enough.

But this … this is heaven.

Vincent presses his thumb down on my clit, making my hips almost fly to the ceiling.

“Vincent,” I gasp out.

He rubs me harder, bringing out the pleasure in my body. I begin to sweat, which only makes everything headier. The way Vincent looks at me sets me on fire.

“Does this feel good?” he growls, running his finger all around me, from my clit to my folds.

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Good. Then I want you to come for me, Ellie. I need to see it. I’ve wanted to see it ever since I met you.”

“Oh, Vincent. I’ve wanted you since I saw you.”

“Then this was meant to be.” He presses down hard onto my clit …

… and I come.

As my body trembles and shakes, Vincent never removes his eyes from me.

Then, I’m calm and relaxed. The most relaxed I’ve ever been.

“I need more,” Vincent says. “I need to taste you.”

It takes a moment through my orgasm-induced haze to understand what he means, but when I do, I blush so hard I’m sure I’m red all over.

“Vincent.”

“May I, Ellie? Fuck, I want to.” The way he asks so nicely while also sounding dirty sets my heart fluttering.

“Yes.”

Vincent kneels on the floor and brings my hips to his face. Before I can react, he presses his lips to my clit. It’s already swollen from my first orgasm. The touch of his tongue on me is almost too much.

“I can’t,” I breathe out.

“You can.” He licks at me gently, slowly pleasuring me with his tongue. I can barely breathe from the pleasure of it all.

He grips my thighs tightly. The feeling of his hands on my body is intoxicating. I never want this to end.

Vincent rolls his tongue around my clit then lowers it to my entrance. My body tingles at the feeling of his brushing against my opening. He moves his tongue back up and relentlessly pleasures my clit.

My second orgasm is getting closer and closer and closer …

… until I finally let go.

“Vincent,” I whisper, staring up at the ceiling, thinking to myself that my entire world has now changed.

And then the hotel door opens, and my father walks in and sees me on the bed with Vincent between my legs.

Vincent instantly lets me go, and I close my legs, sitting up and wrapping the blanket around me.

“How—”

“How did I find you?” Father asks for me. “Your phone. I tracked it. When I saw you were at a hotel, I knew. I just knew.” He storms over to Vincent and raises his hand to punch him, but Vincent catches his fist just in time. “You touched my daughter.”

“I did.”

I appreciate that Vincent doesn’t try to deny it, but it terrifies me. “Don’t kill him, Father. Please.”

Father breathes heavily as he stares Vincent down. “I won’t kill him. I need him to win the competition. But this can’t go unpunished. You two will get married. Right away.”