Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance - Part 1 (Roman Crime Family) Read Free

the shadows.
    That was her first night.

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    She felt dirty.
    Used…Empty.
    She scrubbed herself raw in the shower after stumbling home somewhere after the crack of dawn. Sinking to the shower floor, crying silently as the water washed the invisible stains of stranger’s hands off her body.
    She staggered to bed, barely pulling the covers over her before falling into a fitful sleep. She woke up at noon finding Eric lying beside her.
    She hoped it was all a dream, her sore legs and headache just figments of her imagination.
    Turning, she saw a wad of twenties on the nightstand.
    Fuck. It was all incredibly real.
    “How was your first night, mami ?” Eric’s voice sounded sleepy, rolling over in bed to face her.
    “It went ok I suppose.” Her voice a whisper. Almost ashamed.
    “Just ok? I counted over three grand on the table. Baby, you kicked ass. ”
    She turned to face him. What was she even doing with the kind of guy who was actually happy she worked in a strip club?
    Above all that, another fucking musician.
    Christ. The worst kind of man. She had Allison to thank for introducing them, knowing her weakness for rockers. Just one more of the many questionable decisions she’d made since being there.
    Her new found coke habit being another.
    She wanted to be happy about the money.
    All she felt was numb.
    She wanted him to be upset. To not be ok with her dancing and stripping. For the two of them not to be some cliché in a rock music video.
    Maybe I want too much. Maybe I deserve even less.
    “It was ok. I’m not sure if I’m going back. I have an audition for MTV tomorrow morning. I can’t go in looking like hell.”
    “You could never look like hell, babe.” He gave a sexy grin.
    Jess found herself staring at him. He was absolutely gorgeous.
    Maybe one of the best male specimens she’d ever seen. Smooth chest. Completely ripped, six-pack muscled abs.
    He moved his head on the pillow, his hair catching the light. His hair was spun gold, falling to his waist. Stupidly, angelically beautiful. To the point of being damn near blinding.
    They shared a love of good, authentic Spanish food, thanks to both of them having at least one Hispanic parent. Jess always complained her ass was the only thing between them that ever paid for it. Eric never gained an ounce.
    She climbed on top of him, smiling back. “Oh, you think so, huh?”
    He continued grinning as she kissed and nibbled behind his ear, then down his neck. “Fuck yeah, I think so.”
    She could feel the hardness of his penis, outlined through his boxer briefs as it hit against her ass. She kissed his bare chest, tasting the salt off his body.
    Moving lower, she sucked one of his nipples into her mouth lightly biting down, before moving to the other as he inhaled.
    Licking further down the beautifully cut line of his abs, she could smell him. The combination of aftershave and sweat was driving her insane.
    She took his boxers off, sliding them down his legs slowly while her tongue followed, kissing his thighs then biting the inside of his knees.
    Eric adjusted his arm under his head on the pillow. “Now, this is the fucking way to wake up.”
    Looking up, she caught sight of him. He was bigger than average, about eight inches, with a silky, veined shaft. The head of his cock glistening with pre-come. She put her hand on his shaft, gently squeezing. He was velvety soft, yet firm.
    She felt him jerk at her touch as he moaned louder. Placing her whole hand around him, she stroked him, before lowering to lick the salty sweet taste of pre-come away. 
    His cock felt smooth under her tongue. She licked lower beneath the head, down one side of the shaft, and the other.
    Taking him into her mouth, she felt him hit the back of her throat.
    Her hands still on him, mimicking her mouth as it went up and down the shaft.
    She sucked the head of his cock, feeling him swell, knowing he was about to come.
    He grabbed her hair, fisting it in his hands as he raised his