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Page 106 of Mafia Billionaire's Surprise Baby

I’ve never really seen myself as a mom. Cool aunt? I can do that all day. But all the women I know who are great moms seem to have some kind of… softness that I lack.

At the same time though, I want it. Like, it’s an experience that I do want to have in life.

I’m just terrified that I’d be bad at it.

“I don’t think I’d be a very good mom.”

“I think you’re pretty fucking good at whatever you put your mind to, Gia Rossi. And there’s no rules on what makes a good mom.”

“I would say that a lot of therapy bills say otherwise.”

He laughs and his hand skims up my leg. “As long as you love your kids, it doesn’t matter. You love them. You do good things for them. That’s all you need.”

It doesn’t seem like that’s it.

His hand, however, is distracting me from all of this talk about kids. It’s inching toward my butt, which, since my knees are still drawn up, means that his fingers are reaching toward my center.

When his hand meets the wetness that’s been gathering there, he groans. “Gia,” he whispers in my hair. “Are you sitting in my brother’s bed, soaking wet?”

“I wasn’t thinking about him,” I murmur.

“And what were you thinking about?”

Well.

I turn my face so that our lips are meeting. I smile.

“Your thick cock.”

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SAL

Gia’s words send my blood from cold to raging hot in less than a second.

“Oh yeah?” I rumble. My fingers find her opening and I press inside, feeling how wet she was thinking about me. “And what were you thinking about?”

“You. Inside me. How you’d feel when you stretch me,” she whispers.

Her eyes glide shut as I slowly pulse in and out of her.

“That’s what you dream about when you have alone time, Gia Rossi?”

“Yes,” she gasps.

My thumb brushes her clit. “Then I think we could make that dream a reality.”

I withdraw my hand and stand back. “On your hands and knees, Gia.”

“Sal,” she whispers, her eyes wide. “Dino is probably listening.”

“Dino’s gone,” I murmur.

I sent him away while she was in the shower. I didn’t want to talk to him more than was absolutely necessary.

I am mad at him.

And Marco.




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