Chapter 101

But Rosabella shook her head. “You don’t dare. You want me to be with a man? Then you better keep that promise.” Her voice was a strained whisper.

Charles paused in the middle of the repulsion, stepping back to look at her, eyebrows arched. There was a fire in his eyes as the dominant mafia man looked intrigued by her words.

“I want to tell you that I’ve felt this before?” He rotated his hips slightly, seeing her inhale sharply as her fingers stiffened at his back.

“You can do better...” She pulled his lower lip between her teeth, yanking it voluptuously before releasing it.

He seemed to consider that for a moment, half inside of her, before shaking his head and pushing back at her, a little harder this time, causing her breathing to quicken again.

And with that, Charles finds his rhythm, walking up to her feet to fill her up deeply.

Panting, Rosabella’s hand touched his hair, the strands surprisingly soft, as he bent down to kiss her.

With