My Mafia Princess: Stepping Into A Man's World

corners of her lips. What I failed to notice all this time while wrapped i

ut she finally pushes away. "Y

d want me to be." I pull

that you would

?" I ask as I try to pin

she says trying t

paid to," I explain. "B

starts walking away, but she stops to turn her head over her shoulder. "Get d

h even more purpose. I grind my teeth; she knows exactly what it is doing to me. She knows that I am staring at her, and now

sandra

the bouncers not even stop him? Every inch of his skin felt so damn good. Every ounce of me drowned in hi

y and Jessie. They are not only fellow dancers but my best. I just know it is gossip they are

stated you lacked some passion," Ta

wer was on fire," Jessi

front of my mouth. "I was so

idn't," Jessie says. "I mean you go

. "What were you thinking. Damn, t

how it felt?"

breasts. And that firm ass, he did not even notice when I grabbed it. His soft lips that were locked onto mine, exploring

eeks as I think of him and smile.

encourages me. "You gott

don't go around kissing Christi

breathe again. I look a Tammy in abs

e nods and smiles. "Don't tell

, g

got him all hot and bothered, and from what

ts me to go sit

re any case," Tammy starts explaining.

nue. "He said, and I quote 'not becau

you waiting fo

e, he would not even think about

ow of his life, do not leave a man

will a little schoolgirl crush t

ir. Next, I slip my legs into my black stiletto boots and zip them all the way up to the top. I give myself one final look and put a fre

ag," Jessie says, giving m

There is not even a bag, Jessie.

to find their table, he is nowhere to be seen. My heart drops at the thoug

over things that should not even happen. We soon find ourselves

e tall man with dar

Tammy is the firs

with us tonight?" the man with

ot be standing he

tting you three

rts out. "Do you want me to go gra

just shakes his head. "Uhm…no

an that comes here looking for a real blonde bimbo. Somet

on the other side. I was so hoping that I would see

d a quick message to my mother. She knows what type of work I do eve

my boot to find my phone that has fallen in

you have hid

istian

pple lips the very moment I can. Then asking her to come sit by me like a little schoolboy. My stupid nearly m

is fluttering like a million small butterflies; I love the way she is making me feel, b

er boots…then she takes out her phone. She comes up too fast and bumps he

to leave a bump. Where did

after you had me all so hot

" she says as the disapp

odbye?" I ask. "Now what typ

aine; that is the type

see you have figured that out, now tel

u know my name

ybe I know more abou

er to her; if I ever thought that the heat I felt in the shower was

t of me wants to kiss them. Instead, I put my hand on her knee

es

are

instant and moves her chair ev

sed all over her legs, which tells me that she is feeling that very same feeling that I a

you have messed your

I thought…I tho

y thoughts of

like that," sh

tease her. "Can I get

dirty th

ing. "Okay, if you want, th

ringing. I check the call to see that it is from my father. I need to take this

eed

and head over ba

we have