Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
“Marco.” The sound of her breathing my name in the throes of passion almost sends me over the edge, but I somehow manage to maintain control. I lift one of her luscious thighs over my arm, changing the angle and depth of penetration. I reach down and smack one of her luscious ass cheeks, and her tight walls tighten around my cock. I swear I’m going to have permanent bruises on my dick, but I don’t care. Making love to my Tabby Cat is worth the tiny injury.
Before yesterday, I’d thought there was a good chance she was untouched, but I didn’t want to dwell on it. Once I confirmed it, my thinking changed, and I turned into a fucking neanderthal with one mission in life: knocking up my little kitten.
“I love you,” I groan against the side of her sweet throat as I thrust faster. Tabby’s breath catches in her throat as her silky walls begin to flutter around my cock. Closing my eyes, I see visions of little dolls who look just like my girl flashing behind my closed eyelids as I come deep inside her pussy.
I use my last ounce of energy to spin us around and pull her close to my side.
“I love you, too.” She runs her soft hands across my chest. “And I’d love for you to knock me up.”
“Good.” I breathe against her soft skin. “Then you have to marry me since I refuse to live in sin.”
Tabitha lifts her head and frowns down at me. “Pull the other leg.”
“If you insist.” I shrug and reach down to pull her leg up over my waist. When she laughs and lies back against my side, I run my fingers through her soft hair. “I’m never letting you get away from me,” I tell her. “So, you may as well marry me and put me out of my misery.”
“Okay. As long as you promise to spank me often.” I do love my little Tabby Cat. She’s determined to keep me on my feet and never hesitates to ask for what she wants. My stubborn little miss is going to make the perfect mafia princess.
EPILOGUE
MARCO
It takes two months for me to finally get her in front of a judge to make this official. My stubborn girl refused to get married until she arranged to sell her house in Colorado and move all her things here. My intelligent girl learned fast and is already making a huge contribution to my organization. My men might know better than to question my decisions, but it’s easy to see Tabitha has won over even the most skeptical of my men.
I’ve met most of her book club friends via video chats, and I even found out Tabby has gotten Hunter interested in the steamy books one of her friends writes. I finally took Tony’s suggestion and took up golf so I have a reason to get out of the house when the chatting group is video calling.
The truth of the matter is, I actually tried to read a couple of Anita Dix’s books, and wow. All I can say is that girl has an imagination. I’m not sure my taste in reading lends itself to aliens with multiple cocks, but hey, to each his own. Tony and I have been secretly buying steamy romance books and reading them to see what all the fuss is about.
My friend swore me to silence and threatened to kill me in my sleep if ever divulge our little secret to anyone. Except Tabitha. My Tabby Cat knows absolutely everything. I promised her I’d never keep secrets, and I plan to keep my vow no matter what.
We decided to have a simple ceremony in Judge Ashford’s chambers so I could control who knows about my new marriage. My enemies have been quiet recently, but I refuse to take a chance with my family’s safety. I have way the fuck too much to lose now.
Last night, I caught Tabby throwing up for the third time in a week, and she finally admitted that I’d accomplished my goal of knocking her up before the wedding. Life just doesn’t get any better than this.
After the quick ceremony, we head out to the waiting car with Hunter and Brendan. Tony signals to me that he’s going to ride up front with my driver, and I nod my head to let him know I understand. I tried to convince my righthand man that he belongs with us, but he refuses to change how things have always been done. That’s something I’ll deal with some other day. Maybe one day Tony will find a woman who twists him in knots like my Tabby Cat does me and he’ll understand.
Once the car door shuts behind us, my niece turns to me and asks, “Can we take you guys out to lunch to celebrate?” Before answering, I glance over at my new wife and see the slight green tint to her skin.