Lust for Danger: A Mafia Romance -- Book One: The Family [Erotic Mafia Romance Book] (10 page)

And if she was able to do that, Carlo knew she must be really something special.

Chapter Fourteen

Dominic slid the glass of vodka across the desk, and Alexei caught it in an open palm.

“Nostrovia,” said Alexei, and they clinked glasses. Dom shot back the vodka in a single gulp, while Alexei sipped his slowly. Vodka wasn’t exactly Dominic’s liquor of choice, but when meeting with Russians he knew it was the only appropriate drink for the occasion.

“So,” said Alexei, swirling the shot glass absentmindedly in his hand. “About this order of yours.”

Dom smiled. “That’s what I like about you, Alexei. You Russians always cut right to the chase. If you were Italian, I’d probably be asking you how your kids are doing right now.”

He shrugged. “We are busy men.”

“That we are.” Dominic pulled a paper out from inside his desk, glancing over it quickly to remember the details. He frowned, nodding, then cleared his throat once before he spoke.

“Kalashnikovs,” he said, regarding Alexei with a careful eye to see how he’d react. “Explosives. Bulletproof vests, if you’ve got them. And ammunition… lots of ammunition.”

The Russian hardly batted an eye. “It is all possible. Just tell me the quantity.”

Dominic handed over the sheet of paper. “Here. Take a look for yourself.”

Alexei took the paper nonchalantly, pulling out a pair of reading glasses from the pocket of his shirt. He skimmed over the paper for a few seconds, then folded it up and put it in his pocket along with the glasses. Dominic watched as he picked up his vodka, swirled it again thoughtfully, and then gulped it back all at once.

“This is a very large order,” he said. Dom looked for any hint of a question in his tone, but didn’t detect any. That’s what made him trust Alexei – he didn’t interfere with the business, didn’t ask questions or try to figure out what was going on. The guy could care less, really – as he’d explained it to Dom once, all he did was provide a service.

But Dominic had never placed an order on anything close to this scale before… there had never been a reason, not until now. And that meant he had to be extra careful to make sure it all went smoothly.

“Can you fill it?” asked Dominic.

“Of course,” he replied. “The explosives will take some time – I’ll need five to seven days for that. But the guns and ammunition, I can bring to you by Tuesday.”

Dominic nodded. “And what if I send someone to go pick it up somewhere?”

Alexei shook his head. “I’ll be getting the goods from all over. And my network is very close-knit. They won’t trust anyone they haven’t dealt with.” He paused, looking at Dom steadily. “…Do you need these things so soon?”

“Never mind,” Dom replied. “Tuesday’s fine. Just tell me the price.”

“It should come to around eighty thousand,” Alexei said. “Forty thousand in advance. I’ll have the final figure for you by tomorrow.”
“No problem,” said Dom. “I’ll send the cash to your office.”

“Anything else?” Alexei asked, with a bored expression on his face that made him look like he was discussing someone’s tax returns, rather than selling weapons to a mob boss. It was enough firepower to equip a small army, and yet Alexei remained as unruffled as always.

Dom shook his head, grabbing the bottle and pouring another drink for each of them. “I appreciate your professionalism, Alexei,” he said, handing the glass to Alexei as each man rose from his chair. “It’s a pleasure doing business with you.”

Alexei smiled that same thin smile as he held his glass aloft.

“Nostrovia.”

Chapter Fifteen

Jessica held the phone to her ear and listened intently as it began to ring. She didn’t quite know why she was calling, but she somehow felt compelled to speak to Dominic and let him know she was on the way. He was that type, she figured; always wanting to know what was going on, always wanting to keep tabs on things. She already felt a strange notion that she was allowing herself to fall under his control – but she liked it, and she wanted it to go further.

Even now, in the cab, thinking about him was turning her slightly giddy with anticipation – and, yes, attraction. She was picturing him stalking back and forth in some upstairs office, that fire in his eyes that never seemed to go away. As the phone rang, she realized that her heart was beating slightly faster, and the anxiousness was rising like a lump in her throat as she waited for him to speak.

But she didn’t have to wait long. “Hello?” his gruff voice came, sending a brief tingle of pleasure through her brain. She smiled in spite of herself.

“Hey,” she said simply. “It’s Jessica.”

“I know,” he replied, and she felt herself blushing. Of course he knew – what a stupid thing to say! She found herself wanting to please him, wanting him to think she was smart, cool and sexy. She recollected herself and pressed on.

“I just called to let you know I’m almost there,” she said. “We just reached Trastevere. Where should I meet you?”

“Are you hungry?”

Actually, Jessica was feeling much too anxious to have an appetite. Her hangover was gone now, after a long day of sleeping and resting her body in the hotel room, but the prospect of a big dinner right now wasn’t exactly something she was looking forward to. She was mostly just coming to see Dominic – but she was too shy to let him know that.

“Well…” she demurred, but he sensed her tone and interrupted before she could think of what to say.

“Actually, Jessica, I’m still in the office just now. It’s on the top floor, above Terrazza – why don’t you come here? We can have a drink before dinner… if you’re up to it, that is.”

She smiled. “I’m not sure I should be drinking for a while, to be honest.”

“We’ll see about that,” he laughed. “I’m sure you’ll accept at least a small glass of red wine. Anyway, come to the office and we’ll talk about it.”

She laughed. “Okay, sure. But, uh, Dominic…”

“Yes?”

Her cab was just pulling into the parking lot of Terrazza. “I’m already here, actually.”

“Oh, is that your cab I see? Perfect. Come right up.”

He hung up, and she looked quizzically at the phone and then up at the building before her. She wondered if he could see her from his office window – but then, looking up at the walls, she realized they were adorned with several small black security cameras scanning the parking lot below.

It made sense, she reasoned, for a club to have cameras… but something about the way he so matter-of-factly told her he could see her made her slightly uneasy. She shook it off, though, and stepped out of the cab to pay the driver. In an instant, the bouncer from last night was there to escort her to the building.

“Back so soon?” he asked her, teasing.

She smiled. “Hi, Luca.”

“Ah, wow,” he grinned. “So you remember my name.”

“Yep,” she replied. “But that’s about all I remember, to be honest. Tell me, did I make a fool of myself or what?”
He waved off her question. “No, no, come on. Everyone has a few drinks now and then. So, what brings you back this evening?”

“I’m meeting Dominic, actually… he told me to come to his office.”

If Luca found her answer strange, his face didn’t give away any hint of it. “Very good,” he said. “Come, please – I’ll show you upstairs.”

“Thanks.”
As they walked through the door together, Jessica got a sudden rush of anxiety – her fight-or-flight response was kicking in, and for a brief moment she almost turned and ran back to the cab. But the moment was fleeting. She’d made her choice to follow this rabbit hole wherever it was going, and she felt powerless to turn back from it now. Besides, her excitement far outweighed whatever reservations she was feeling. Something about Dominic felt slightly dangerous, but that only added to his sex appeal.

Luca led her to the office, at the top of a long flight of stairs and down a plush but dimly-lit hallway, and rapped gently on the door before slipping away again into the darkness. She turned to thank him, but when she turned around she realized she was alone.

She turned back to the doorway, waiting on pins and needles, and her stomach did a flip as the door began to open.

Standing there was Dominic, looking devilishly handsome, still in the stages of getting ready with a loosed tie wrapped around his unbuttoned dress shirt. She took in the muscles of his neck, the white ribbed cotton of his sleeveless undershirt, and of course the sensual glint in his eye that was as inscrutable as the moon.

“You’re early,” he said, smiling. She looked up at him, her own lips forming a smile in return despite the pounding of her restless heart.

They stared at each other like that for a long moment, the hunger in their eyes immediately apparent to each other. She felt her eyes widening a bit as she drank in the sight of his dark, handsome features, and the way he was looking at her made her face flush with anticipation.

“Come in,” he said, and took her by the hand to lead her through the doorway.

No sooner had the door closed then she’d grabbed his face in her hands and brought his lips to hers for a passionate kiss.

It was as if their bodies had decided on this long ago, even though no words had passed between them. His lips crashed against her hungrily, and she relished the taste of him as they explored each other’s mouths with unchecked desire.

This felt so natural, so inevitable. It was a raw, sexual attraction that had been building between them – pure lust, untamed and powerful, which had come to the boiling point all at once. He grabbed her body in his rough hands and pulled her closer to him, sending chills up her spine as his fingers moved over the curves of her hips. She made a small noise of pleasure as he touched her, and they moved backwards a few steps into the room without tearing their lips from each other for an instant.

He swung her around him, pushing her backwards, and her hips pushed back against the thick wood of what she could only guess was his desk. She hadn’t even glanced at the room yet – her eyes had been closed as she kissed him, all the better to drink in his taste and inhale the intoxicating scent of his body mixed with a faint touch of cologne. She opened her eyes now, breaking away from him slightly, and took in the room around her for just a second to get her bearings. Indeed, she was standing in the middle of an office with a dark mahogany desk just behind her. There was a dresser in the corner of the room, and she noticed a small bathroom attached to the office. The bright fluorescent lighting was harsh to her eyes, but Dom reached behind him and flicked a switch and they were plunged into relative darkness. The only light now came from a small incandescent lamp on top of the dresser, bathing them both in a sensual deep golden color. She’d seen enough. She grabbed his face again, pulling him to her, and inhaled the glorious sexual taste of his lips another time. He bit her bottom lip gently, causing her to gasp in pleasure, and moved his hand to the front of her body, caressing her stomach.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, and dove in for another deep, long, satisfying kiss. He moved his hand down to her backside, holding it possessively as they moved in unison. He stepped in closer against her, causing her knees to part slightly as his leg pushed between them, and as he pulled her in towards him she moved her groin hungrily against his body. It felt deliciously dirty, and she moaned softly as the sensation of his body against her womanhood caused a low, powerful stirring inside her. She felt her nipples straining against the fabric of her dress, and as she ground herself against him she felt herself getting wet with desire. She could feel the hard shaft of his cock through the cotton of his slacks, growing larger and harder by the second, and it was enough to send her ravenous thoughts into the stratosphere. All she could think of was unbuttoning those pants and taking his delicious cock into her mouth.

Acting on her desires, she slid a hand naughtily onto his groin and worked open the buckle of his belt. He let out a grunt of pleasure as she unbuttoned his slacks and let them fall down to the floor. His cock was straining against the fabric of her boxers, and she couldn’t resist it for a moment longer. She reached down to curl her fingers around his shaft, savoring the groan that escaped his lips in response. She began to stroke him with a slow, steady rhythm, and he broke his mouth away from her and leaned down to bite her softly on her neck. His teeth sunk gently into her flesh, and her whole body quivered in response to it. “Fuck,” she yelped, not taking her hand off his rock-hard manhood. He chuckled softly in reply, then bit her soft flesh again. It was an intoxicating feeling. She surrendered herself completely to him, closing her eyes and letting the pleasure of his touch carry her away.

He reached a hand up under her dressed and began to explore her with his fingertips. The gratifying sensation of his fingers on her clit was nearly enough to make her come right then and there. He pulled away from her, watching her face contort in pleasure, holding her in place as he touched her possessively. She was moaning openly now, her hand still manipulating the hard shaft of his cock, unable to focus on anything but the motions of their hands on each other.

Suddenly, he took a hand to her wrist and pulled it roughly away from his his cock. Before she knew what was happening, he’d grabbed her body with both hands and pushed her forcefully on her knees. In one swift motion, he dropped his boxers to the floor and pushed her head towards his groin. “Suck,” he commanded, and he didn’t have to tell her twice. She obliged greedily, guiding his thick cock between her lips and taking the full length of his shaft into her waiting mouth. She worked the base of his shaft with her hand as she rubbed her tongue all around his tip, hungrily rubbing her clit as she did so. She felt like a sex goddess, his guttural moans of pleasure sending her to even greater heights of satisfaction as her lips slid up and down the stiff length of his manhood. He grabbed a handful of her hair in his hand, holding onto her with a firm grasp as she pleasured him. She ramped up the pace, and his moaning became quicker and more urgent.