I was going to topple the Russo empire and I was going to do it with these four men by my side. Nothing would stop me. Nothing would get in the way.
I was Ashleigh fucking Vittoria Russo. I belonged to Quinn Knox, Xavier Scott, Eric Nelson and Rory Carter. And I wasn’t going to let a man ruin or run my life ever again.
Chapter 22
This fucking tie was doing my head in. Usually, I got Quinn to do it for me, but I was trying not to put anything else on his plate. He was stressed enough with this evening’s plans. He didn’t need to babysit me and my stupid inability to knot a tie. Sometimes I felt so useless. How could I perfect rope knots to put around wrists but not be able to do this?
“Need help?” came a quiet voice from behind me.
I turned at the sound finding Ash in the doorway. What she was wearing took my breath away. Somehow Ash had perfected the femme fatal look. The black silk fabric clung to her curves, highlighting every part of her beauty and fell to just above her knees. She wore deep red lipstick and matching heels. Her blonde hair was pinned up on one side and the curls fell over her shoulder. She had tiny diamond studs in her ears and the necklace she always wore lay against her neck, the infinity pendant twinkling in the light.
So. Fucking. Stunning.
She didn’t wait for my reply, strolling into the room with her hips swaying which made my mouth water. Reaching up, she started adjusting my tie for me with a small smile playing on her lips.
“Has anyone ever told you how sexy you look in a suit?”
“No,” I mumbled, feeling my cheeks starting to burn.
When Ash said things like that, it gave me a weird feeling in my chest. I still couldn’t understand how she found me so attractive. I was damaged on the inside and out.
She leant forward, her lips brushing across my neck.
“So sexy, Ror. Especially when you get embarrassed and when you smile. Those dimples could stop a woman in her tracks.”
I didn’t want to stop women in their tracks. I just wanted Ash. Only Ash for the rest of our lives. My hands curled around her waist, tugging her closer as I buried my face in her neck, grazing my teeth over her pulse point.
“Ror! I need to finish your tie.”
I couldn’t help myself. All I could think about since I’d been inside her was being inside her again. Touching her perfect skin. Having her body pressed against mine. I wanted to ravage her. Make her scream for me. I loved the sound. And when she came for me. Crying out my name.
“Don’t care.”
My lips latched onto her neck. As much as I wanted to bite her, I refrained knowing she couldn’t have that on show tonight. My hand ran down her side and cupped her behind, dragging her closer. Pressing her lithe little body against my aroused one.
“Oh,” she panted out.
My face dipped lower, into her perfect breasts as I kissed the skin where they were showing above her dress.
“Mine.”
Her breath stuttered and she gripped my shoulders, abandoning my tie completely.
“Pull your dress up and bend over my bed.”
“Ror, we can’t. We don’t have time.”
“Yes, we fucking can.”
I slapped her behind hard which made her yelp. I’d make fucking time. I wanted her all over my cock and I wanted it right now.
“Ror…”
“Do what I say, little star, or I’ll make it hurt.”
Pulling back, I directed her towards the bed. Ash didn’t stop me as I pushed her onto it. In fact, she pulled up her dress so it sat on her waist, showing me her pert little behind clad in black underwear.
“Pull them down.”
My hands were at my belt, unbuckling it and tugging open my fly. She reached behind her and tugged her panties down, exposing her beautiful little pussy to me. I held back a groan.
“Ror, what if someone comes in?”
“I don’t give a shit, spread yourself for me.”
She did as I asked, placing her hands on her cheeks and spreading them open. Fuck, she looked so damn sexy. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her as I opened my bedside drawer and pulled out a bottle. Little did my girl know she was about to get so thoroughly fucked, she’d be smelling of sex when we went to the casino. Smelling of me. Just how I wanted her. And if the boys complained, so fucking what.
I tugged my cock out, which was rock hard and straining. Having her once wasn’t enough. Not any longer. I stood behind her, running my hand over her pert behind. Then I slapped her pussy which made her jolt and whimper.
“That’s for not doing what I said straight away.” I slapped her again. “That’s for trying to deny me.”
I ran my thumb along her folds, finding her wet. She was always so fucking wet. I slapped her little pussy one last time.
“And that’s because I wanted to.”
Then I slammed my cock up inside her in one brutal thrust which had her jerking forward on the bed and crying out. I grunted, feeling her warmth encase me as her pussy fluttered around my cock, trying to accommodate it.
“Oh god, Ror.”
“Don’t hold back, little star. I want to hear you scream as I fuck you.”
I thrust into her over and over again, loving how she moaned and pleaded with me. How she held herself open and took my brutal pounding. Reaching over, I grabbed the bottle and squirted the lube on her exposed little hole before rubbing it in. She whined when I slid my finger in her, stretching her out for me. One became two and two soon became three. She panted and
