Ryan Retribution: A Dark Mafia romance (New York Ruthless Book 3)

She is gone when I wake up. I slept much later than usual, but it still hurt like hell when I realize she isn’t there. Pulling on my sweatpants, I walk down the hallway to the kitchen. My pulse quickens when I see her standing there, leaning against the kitchen island in her yoga pants and sports bra, sipping a cup of coffee.

She looks up and smiles at me and my cock twitches to attention.

“Good morning,” she says sweetly.

“Morning, Hacker.” I walk over to her and take the coffee mug from her hands, taking a gulp before I place it on the counter behind her. “Why didn’t you wake me?” I arch an eyebrow at her.

“You looked so peaceful. Snoring and drooling onto your pillow.” She flashes me a wicked grin. “I didn’t want to disturb you.”

Fuck! I have missed her smart mouth. “I do not snore. Or drool,” I growl as I slide my hands around her waist.

She tilts her head. “Well, I guess you’ll never know. But you did look peaceful. And I promised Mikey I’d meet him in the gym this morning before he had to go upstate today. He wanted to put me through my paces. Hence, me being all sweaty and disgusting.”

“Mikey put you through your paces, huh?” I drop my head to her neck and trail kisses along her throat, making her groan softly. Her skin is salty and sweet and I want to lick every inch of her.

“Not those sort of paces, you deviant,” she giggles.

Lifting my head up, I stare into her bright blue eyes, and they sparkle with mischief. She is a world away from the woman who was last in this house two months earlier and I couldn’t be happier about that fact. Maybe her time alone in Arizona was exactly what she needed? “I’m a deviant?” I narrow my eyes at her.

“Yes,” she purrs.

“Hmm,” I slide my hands into the waistband of her yoga pants and my cock throbs in appreciation as I find she’s not wearing panties. Her pants glide easily over her ass and down over her thighs as I work my hands inside them.

“Shane, what are you doing?” She stares into my eyes.

“Taking off your pants.”

“Why?” she breathes as I slide them further down her legs.

“So I can fuck you.”

“What? Here in the kitchen?”

“Well, since you left me without waking me this morning without even a kiss, what choice do I have but to take you wherever I can get you?” I growl as I lift her up onto the counter and continue peeling her pants down her legs until they are completely off. My hands travel up to her sports bra and she lifts her arms in compliance as I pull it off over her head and toss it onto the floor.

“For the record, I did kiss you. But you were out of it. And, we cannot have sex on the counter where everyone is about to come eat their breakfast.”

“Why not?” I grin as I wrap my arms around her naked body and kiss her neck.

I love the way she tilts her head back to give me easier access whenever I kiss a certain spot. “Because we’ll be in their way, and it’s unhygienic,” she says in a feeble protest as her hands run over my back and she pulls me closer. She is so soft and warm and I contemplate carrying her back to bed and staying there for the rest of the day — but I have work to do now that I’m back.

“But, you are my breakfast, Hacker. And everyone in this house has eaten your cunt and your ass, and they will have absolutely no problem with you dripping your cum on here.”

“Shane,” she hisses as her neck flushes with heat, making me chuckle.

“Jessie,” I reply as I pull my sweatpants down enough to allow my cock to spring free. I run one of my hands down to her cunt and stifle a groan as I feel her slick heat. I could bury myself in her forever and it still wouldn’t be enough. “I went without being inside you for almost three months, sweetheart. You don’t get to leave me in bed all alone unless I say you can. And later, I’m going to spank that beautiful ass of yours for doing it today.”

She groans as I push two fingers inside her and her walls clench around me. Fuck! I almost forgot how much my girl loves a spanking.

“Shane!” she groans again and the sound of my name on her lips sends all the blood rushing straight to my groin. I pull my fingers out of her and drive my cock into her instead.

She wraps her legs around my waist and clings to me as I fuck her. I’m so lost in her, I don’t notice Conor walk into the room. But she does and her body tenses.

“I see you two have made up?” he says as he sits a few feet away from us at the kitchen island and pours a bowl of muesli before topping it with some milk from the counter.

“Yeah,” I grunt.

“Shane!” Jessie hisses in my ear.

“What? Conor has seen me fucking you before.”

“I know,” she breathes, but she looks at him. He’s sitting there with his head bent low, scrolling through his phone. “He looks pissed,” she whispers.

“He’s not pissed. He’s tired,” I growl as I press her closer to me and bite down on her neck until she moans, but she’s still distracted by him. I’d ask him to join us, but he looks exhausted and he’s hardly stopped working since he got back from Arizona almost two weeks ago.

I press my lips against her ear. “If you don’t stop looking at him instead of me, I will spread you open on this counter and eat your cunt while he eats his fucking cereal.”

Conor laughs softly as he keeps his head bent low, and she turns back to me. “Sorry,” she breathes.

“I’m going to leave you two alone and take my breakfast to go,” Conor says as he stands up and walks out of the room. Once he’s gone, she relaxes into my arms again and I fuck her until she shouts my name. When I find my own release, I stand there with her, my dick still inside her and my arms wrapped around her waist as she breathes against my neck.

“What was that about, Hacker?”

“What?” She looks up at me and stares at me with her bright blue eyes.

“You were acting weird when Conor came in.”

“Oh,” she blushes. “It’s just I’ve hardly seen him since we got back from Arizona. Between him working so much and me looking after Liam, I’ve not spent much time with him.”

“We’ve all been busy, and distracted.”

“I know. It just seemed like he was pissed then, that’s all.” She bites her lip. “We were so close on the drive back to New York, and now it seems like there’s a little distance between us.”

“He was just tired. He’s been working non-stop since he got back.”

She nods and chews on her lip and looks so damn beautiful it makes me want to take her to my bed and never let her leave. “Jessie?” I breathe. I can’t believe I’m going to ask her this question, but I have to know the answer.

“Yeah?”

“Would you have come back from Arizona if it was me who came for you instead of Conor?”

She doesn’t hesitate for even a second. “Yes.”

The rush of love I feel for her almost knocks me off my feet. I narrow my eyes at her. “You sure?”

She places her hands on my face. “One hundred percent. I mean, I would have made you work a little harder for it,” she grins at me. “But I would go anywhere with you, Shane Ryan. You think I don’t have a connection with you like I do Conor and the twins, but you’re wrong. You’re a hard person to get close to, but you push me in ways no-one else can.”

“Just don’t let me push you too far, Hacker, because I hated every second you were away from us.”

“I won’t,” she smiles. “You are never getting rid of me again. I swear on my life.”

I swallow hard as I think about the apology I owe her. “I need to talk to you about what happened the last time you were here. In the basement.”

“When you hate-fucked me?” She arches an eyebrow at me.

I wrap my arms tighter around her. “I’d call it angry fucking, but yeah. And also for those things I said.”

“When you called me a whore?” She bites her lip seductively while I’m filled with shame and remorse. I had no right to call her that, no matter what I thought she’d done.

“Yes,” I nod. “You know I was just angry, and I don’t really think that, right?”

“Hmm.” She presses her lips together and tilts her head to one side as though she’s considering whether to accept my apology, even though I know she forgave me for it a long time ago. But it still needed to be said.

“And for what happened after that too. I’m so fucking sorry, sweetheart.”

She presses a soft kiss against my throat. “Well, I accept your apology for calling me a whore, and for leaving me alone in that horrible cell, because that was an asshole move. But the angry fucking was super hot.”

“Hmm. It definitely was,” I chuckle against her skin.

“In fact, it was so hot, that I intend to purposely make you pissed at me on a regular basis.”

“That could be a very dangerous move, Hacker.” I scrape my teeth along her jawline.

“I hope so,” she purrs. We stand in silence for a few seconds before she speaks again. “I’m sorry too, Shane. I know how much it took for you to let me in. I know I let you down. But I never lied. Everything I felt. Everything I told you was real.”

“I know, Jessie,” I say, kissing her on the forehead. “You want to go clean up and check on him?”

“Would you mind?”

I pull my cock out of her and a rush of our cum dribbles onto the counter. Fuck! This girl is going to end me. “No. I got some work to do anyway. I’m going to clean up your mess,” I look down between her thighs. “Then I’ll grab some breakfast and a shower. I’ll be in my office all day so come find me when you’re done.’

“I think you’ll find you are the one responsible for the mess.” She flashes an eyebrow as I help her down from the counter and she picks up her clothes. “But thank you for taking care of it.” She pushes up onto her tiptoes and wraps her arms around my neck before she presses her lips softly against mine. “I love you,” she murmurs against me and I can’t help but smile.

I smack her on the ass. “You too. Now go see Conor before he goes to sleep.”

She walks out of the kitchen, swaying her hips and that perfect peach of an ass as she clutches her clothes in her hands. “Put your clothes on after you clean up, Hacker. He needs some sleep!” I shout after her.

“Will do, Sir,” she shouts back and my cock twitches to life.

Sir? Fuck! Me! I could get used to that.