Page 11 of The Mobster's Nurse
“Stop stalking me”, I cry and he growls back,
“It’s my job.”
My jaw slacks. “Viper wants eyes on me even in his own house?”
The guard curtly nods and I roll my eyes. Oh my goodness, Viper truly is something else. He’s being way overprotective and I’m not sure what he thinks will happen in his own home but I know better than to protest. The guard follows me around like a shadow everywhere I choose to explore. At first I don’t mind so much but after a while, it starts to get on my nerves and I excuse myself by going into the bathroom and then sneak out again when he’s not looking.
It feels good to get rid of him and I walk over to the window and glance with longing at the pool that’s in the middle of the park. I could use a dip. There are some clouds on the sky but it was a long time since I went for a swim. Besides, maybe the cold water will help soothe the fire I feel on the inside...
6
Viper
She refused to come up. Even after I had sent the maid for her. I pace like an animal in a cage in my room. I’m furious...and so turned on that it feels like I’m about to explode. My angel gave me orders. Had it come from a man, I would have slit his throat on the spot but somehow she makes everything sound appealing, she has a way to make her little commands sound softer than a nursery rhyme. Cursing, I get into bed because if this is what she wants then I guess I’m going to have to oblige.
Squeezing my eyes, I groan when I’m flooded with images of her from last night. She has a funny way of sleeping, on her stomach and with her butt sticking out and it took all I had to not bite into one of her cheeks and hear her shocked little gasp.Licking my lips, I imagine exploring her every crook and nook and my erection scrapes against the sheet. It’s been hell walking around with that thing. There’s so much need accumulated in it that I’ll probably bust as soon as Tamsin breathes on me.
One hour. That’s the amount of sleep I’m able to gain, before I’m up again and stab my legs into a pair of sweatpants and walk out of the door. Dolph is right outside and his eyes do a double take when he sees me.
“What?” I growl and he jerks his head.
“Nothing. It’s just the first time I’ve seen you looking like you don’t want to murder someone.”
He’s probably right because all I pretty much want to murder is Tamsin’s little pussy. I search for her, thinking that I’ll maybe find her in the movie room watching action flicks because she told me she liked those but she’s not there. I call her name several times and when I don’t get an answer, the more my agitation rises.
She doesn’t even seem to be in the house.
“Maybe she’s out by the pool,” Dolph drawls but I shake my head. There was no bikini or bathing suit in her suitcase and Tamsin wouldn’t dream of bathing naked. Not when I would drown any man around simply because they could walk in on her. But the closer I come to the open windows on the bottomfloor, the more my suspicions arise and then I catch a splashing in the pool. She looks like she’s having a hell of a time, her body flipping like a dolphin and I clench my fist.
Don’t get pissed. At least she’s safe.
In the corner of my eye, I catch a movement and my head swats. One of the guards is hiding behind a couple of tall plants, watching her. I didn’t give him orders to watch her. I ordered my men to make themselves invisible. A leaf jerks and I see red when I notice his hand down his pants. Grabbing Dolph’s gun out of the holster, I march up to the guard and fire a shot straight to the back of his head and he falls face down.
The gun was a silencer and Tamsin is diving underwater, facing away from the house. She didn’t notice anything.
Dragging a ragged breath, I rasp, “Get rid of the body. And get someone to clean up the mess. I don’t want Tamsin to notice.”
“Yes, boss.”
I give him his gun back. “And Dolph if I ever catch you spying on Tamsin like he did, you’ll meet the same fate.”
Dolph nods and I march over to the pool. I move to stand at the edge of it as Tamsin comes up gasping for air and she jostleswhen she sees me. Her green eyes flare.
“Up already?”
“And just in time. You decided to take a swim I see.” She nods and I grit out, “Wearing nothing but skimpy underwear. Angel, you could have been seen.”
“It’s a sports bra and boxer briefs,” she says. “It doesn’t count and the water looked so good and I couldn’t resist.” She glances at me. “You’re not angry are you?” Pushing off the edge, she rises out of the pool like my own personal nymph and my jaw slacks at her exquisiteness. Droplets of water shimmer on her, like her body is jewelry and I want her draped all over me. Tamsin may think her bra and briefs are simple, practical ones but they make my blood boil.
I scoop her up in one possessive move and her mouth falls open and I stare into her eyes. “I need you. Now or I’ll go crazy.”
Biting her lip she nods and it’s all I need. I’m too impatient to take her up to my bedroom and decide to go for the pool house. Closing the door behind us, I seize her mouth and drag her bra over her head and her hair falls in a mess around her tanned shoulders and her breasts jiggle, eager for the attention of my mouth and I lock my lips around one of her nipples. She moans, lifting her hips and helping me take off the rest and I inhale. Her slit is a work of art, swollen and eager for a quick orgasm.
When I slide my finger down the seam she shivers. She’s lust and nervousness and everything in between and I have to make this good for her. I want her to be needy. I want her to wake me up in the middle of the night and ask for a slow fuck. Moving her toward the bed, I gently push her down. Her breasts bounce and she lets out a squeal as a playful glimmer covers her eyes. Tugging at my sweatpants, I remove them until we’re both naked, no clothes in the way and I’m so greedy for her it’s a struggle to rein myself in.
She looks so chaste, so perfect lying against white sheets and it feels like I’m about to commit a crime for doing this. Her hands clutch the sheets, her raven hair spread out until it forms a black halo and she’s so silky and pink between her legs that I want to ravage her and never stop.
“Viper,” she whispers before I’m about to lunge at her and I freeze, “you won’t be too rough on me will you?”