Fall (Romanian Mob Chronicles Book 2)

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Book: Fall (Romanian Mob Chronicles Book 2) Read Online Free PDF
Author: Kaye Blue
needed my last breath. I broke her grip on my wrist and snaked my hand under her shirt, moving up her soft stomach to cup her tit, her hard nipple centered in my palm, her full flesh too much for my hand to contain.
    Her breaths came in short little bursts now, tight, restricted, but still reminding me of how she’d sounded as I’d moved inside her.
    And I knew then I would experience it again, would have her naked before me, her eyes on mine as I took her…
    A sharp cry that I instantly recognized as Maria, followed by Vasile’s low, soothing voice that got louder as he approached us broke the lust-filled haze that had descended. Esther jumped and then looked back at me before she scurried to fix her shirt and then practically ran back to the living room.
    I stayed put, my heart hammering in time with my cock, my hands clenched tight with desire for her. And then finally, long moments later, I followed.

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    F awn and Vasile had said nothing when I returned, both having been preoccupied with soothing a crying Maria, but I wasn’t naive enough to think they didn’t see how flustered I was. My heart hammered a furious beat, and desire strong enough to take my breath away coursed through me. I’d told myself that what had happened was a one-time thing, that he had no effect on me, but two minutes in a hallway had given lie to that tale. Sorin was under my skin, and damn if I didn’t want him there.
    He sauntered into the living room looking no worse for the wear, a fact that pissed me off. He didn’t even bother to look in my direction, just sat down, his posture loose, relaxed, like he hadn’t just nearly made me come with no effort at all. It probably hadn’t been an effort for him, was just something he did in his spare time with whoever was around. That thought sent my heart rate spiking.
    “So how’s the hardware store, Esther?” Fawn asked.
    I let my gaze linger on Sorin, only belatedly realizing I’d been staring.
    “It’s cool so far,” I finally said. “I haven’t had to cuss anybody out yet, but I have broken two nails.”
    Fawn laughed, and I found myself laughing as well. I didn’t mind hard work, but my nails were a vanity. I hated to see them harmed.
    “You work at a hardware store?” Sorin interjected, face turned down in a frown.
    “Yeah,” I said, turning my own face down to mirror his.
    “You shouldn’t work there. It’s no job for a woman,” he said sternly.
    “Jesus, did you really say that?” I said, shaking my head incredulously. Like the ass knew anything about women or working for that matter.
    “Yeah. It’s not. You should—”
    “What? Work at a library or something?”
    “You talk too much for that,” he deadpanned, and before I could stop myself, I laughed.
    Fawn and Vasile joined in, and soon we were all laughing loudly, my sides beginning to hurt. When we finally calmed, I said, “Well, I probably won’t last long anyway, so I’ll look for something more suitable for the next job.”
    Sorin quieted and then shot me a scorching look that made me forget what we’d been talking about.
    The conversation picked back up, and soon I was able to almost forget what had happened. Almost, but not quite. But I kept up a good front as I said my good-byes and headed home.
    I staunchly refused to think about Sorin and instead, after I said my good-byes, I kept focused on the walk ahead. So focused, I didn’t notice the car until it was beside me. One quick side glance and I turned forward again, refusing to look at him.
    He rolled down the window and called, “I’m taking you home.”
    “I’m fine,” I snapped, still not looking at him.
    “Esther.” His firm command left me no choice other than to respond.
    “What?” I asked as I looked at him, trying to ignore his handsome face, the heat in his eyes.
    “That wasn’t a question,” he said.
    I got into the car.

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    T he minutes - long car ride was nerve-racking, and for entirely the
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