Biker's Regret: Reclaiming My Secret Mafia Heiress

Another taste is needed

Cannon-

“So, what’s the deal with the phone?” I asked her. I will find out anyway, but I would rather hear from her. My tech person is getting the info now, and I should have all her phone messages within the hour. She may currently hate me and not want anything from me but I will fix whatever happened in New York. Of course, that is the reason she is back in my life. That is why I am going to take charge of this second chance. I will claim this woman.

Step one: Get her to go on a date with me.

Done.

I would keep asking her until she was tired of me, but luckily, she accepted. I just have to tell her every dark secret I have to make that time with her. For Riley, the love of my life, I will do it.

She has agreed to the date, but now she is trying to give me the run around. She gets up to grab something from the fridge. I took that moment to message one of my men to drop off the newest cell phone that is out right now. I make sure my tech person has my number locked in, and we have it scanned for my eyes only. I may have left her one young stupid man, but she has no idea who I am now. What I will do for her safety. What I am capable of in the name of Riley. She will be mine, and she will accept my life as her own.

“It was nothing. Just got some weird message and I felt like I would rather start over than go on and block numbers.” She lies to my face and I can’t wait until I claim her. Because when she lies to me there will be consequences. Starting with her bending over my office desk while I spank her naked ass until my handprint showed.

“Okay, so you have a new phone?”

“I plan on running to the store to get one today, actually. What do you have planned? Or do you have business to take care of?”

“Speaking of work, that replacement tire came in for the back of your jeep. My new guy, Jimmy, is out there now putting in on the back,” I tell her as she jumps up and looks out the window. Sure enough, Jimmy is finishing up and waves to her. She slowly waves back.

“How did you get that so fast? I looked it up, and they told me it would take a few weeks.”

“Well, you don’t have the connections that I have out here.” I smile.

“Oh god, did you show them that smile? Because that smile has gotten many a girl in trouble.” She giggles.

“Well, I can’t say that Mr. Binghampton would be such a fan of my smile, but I will ask him next time I see him.” I smile back as she chuckles. This woman has no idea what I am willing to do just to see that smile.

“Oh, maybe not.” She eats another piece of bacon. This woman could always eat. It was one of the things I loved about her. She didn’t sit around eating a bland salad with a lemon wedge. She could go toe to toe with me at a steakhouse. I can’t wait to get her to dinner tomorrow night. After we finish eating, while making small talk about nothing, she gets up to start cleaning. I followed her to the sink with my plate. Even in this damn T-shirt and bottom, I want to f**k the hell out of her. I place my plate next to her on the counter.

“I can help with the dishes,” I informed her. It wasn’t a question.

“Oh no, you don’t have to. I am sure you have stuff you need to do.” She looks in the sink, ignoring the eye f*****g I am doing right now.

“Norah still refuses a dishwasher. So, I’m helping.” I tell her as she chuckles.

“She really needs a dishwasher. I even sent her one a few years back. She refused!” She began. “She said: what do I need a dishwasher for? I have one every time you visit.”

“Yeah, that sounds like her.” I chuckle, handing her the soap and our hands touch. I remain still not wanting this moment to end. The chemistry between us seems even more raw than the last time. I move closer towards her. Wrapping my arms around her so that I hold her in place. Blocked against the sink.

“What are you doing?” She whispers.

“What I have thought about doing every day of my life?” I told her as I whispered in her ear, lowering myself. I begin kissing her neck and she all but melts into me. Her hair falls out of my way as if on purpose. My hands slide to her hips, then under her T-shirt. Grabbing her plump breasts. I knead them gently as I continue kissing her neck. She doesn’t fight me. Doesn’t challenge me. “You have no idea how good you taste.”

“Cannon, we can’t,” She moans softly but makes no effort to move or stop me. I quickly turned her facing me. Her cheeks are a rosy red. I take her plump lips into my mouth. She tastes like sweet pastries as I moan erupts from her. I slide my tongue into her mouth and hers dances with my own. I grabbed her hair, pulling it tightly but not to hurt her.

“You have no idea how f*****g bad I’ve craved you.” I removed her shirt over her head. I watch her perfect handful of breasts bounce as I move in to taste them. I suck one n****e into my mouth while massaging the other. Then I switched to watching her reaction. I flick my tongue over her n****e and blow on it making it even more at attention. She moans gripping my head. She throws my cap off my head and runs her fingers through my hair. Keeping me in place.

I slide one hand down into her shorts. Cupping her p***y as she gasped like a shock of electricity ran through her body. I slip inside her panties, feeling her heat.

“I knew this p***y was wet for me. I have missed this p***y. Last time my fingers got inside. This time I want to taste you,” I tell her as she begins to panic.

“No Cannon, we are in Norah’s kitchen.” She looks around. “I am sure she probably has cameras.” I exhale then I bend over and throw her over my shoulder. She grabs her shirt as I turn, taking her upstairs two at a time. She laughs as she tries to stop me. “We can’t!” I hear her say as I make it to the second floor.

“Which room. Tell me now, or I’ll eat this p***y on the f*****g stairs, Bird,” I warned.

“Don’t you dare…and don’t call me…” Before she could finish, I smacked her ass hard. That stuns her.

“Room.”

“Last on right.” She answers breathlessly. I carried her opening the door. Then I walked her to her bed, laying her down. I pull the shorts off her and look at her beautiful naked body. Her creamy skin begging for me to kiss every inch of her. I drop to my knees and pull her ass towards the end of the bed. “Fuck.” Is all I can say as I lower myself, sliding my tongue between her wet folds. “You taste better than I remember.” I murmur as I flick her c**t with my tongue. She spreads farther for me. I slide two fingers inside her tight p***y. “So wet.” I tell her as I hear the gushing sound with every thrust of my fingers. I nip her c**t as she moans loudly.

I begin pumping faster. Her juices continue to leak down my fingers. Moaning against her c**t giving her a small vibration.

“Oh Cannon!” She grips harder. “I’m about to come.” She begins gyrating against my face. I finger f**k her harder. Hitting her g-spot as I suck on her c**t just the way she always liked it.

“Come for me, Riley,” I told her between thrusts. “Next time I see this sweet p***y I’m f*****g you. Hard.” I inform her and that sends her over. Her entire body begins to tremble. I don’t stop as her legs try and lock against me. Trying to stop me. “Mine,” I say out loud, and I wouldn’t give a damn if she heard me. She is and will be mine.