Illicit Temptations
By Janine Infante Bosco
Synopsis
Michael Valente
My father was the
underboss of an organized crime family. He was murdered when I was a teenager
leaving me broken. My mother died in a tragic accident, her death annihilated
me. My life was in shambles until Victor Pastore, one of New York’s most
notorious gangsters and my late father’s best friend, recruited me to work for
him.
Everyone expected
me to walk in my father’s shadow, to be the prodigal son, the next big thing to
hit the mob. I was torn between filling those expectations and walking the
straight line my mother wished I had. Nothing made sense and I felt as if I was
just passing through life.
The only beacon of
light in my otherwise dark world was the one girl that was off limits to me.
The one girl who could bring me to my knees consuming my mind, body and soul.
She’s the sweetest
temptation I’ve ever known and the most illicit.
Nikki Pastore
My father’s a
gangster. My boyfriend’s is the king of New York’s night clubs. I am often
labeled as Vic’s daughter or Rico’s girl, never just Nikki. I struggle for
people to acknowledge me for the woman I am and not for the men in my life. I’m
fighting a losing battle.
There is only one
person who sees me for me, my Mikey.
He’s wild.
He’s reckless.
He’s hot as hell.
He’s completely
unattainable but oh so tempting.
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Excerpt
He set his
coffee mug on the counter before stepping precariously close.
“Say it again.”
He demanded, barely audible. He was close, too close hogging up all my air. I planted
my palms on his chest and pushed.
“You’re a dick.”
I hissed. He closed his hand around my wrist and leaned against the counter
tugging on my wrist pulling me against him. I wriggled my hand free, but he
took hold of my hips and flipped us around so that my back was against the
counter. He let go of my hips bracing one hand on each side of me as he gripped
the edge of the counter and boxed me in.
“Christ that
mouth of yours will be the death of me.” He said huskily, his eyes diverting
back and forth between my eyes and my lips.
“I wouldn’t be so
sure about that considering bullets were flying passed your head last night.” I
said my voice sounding raspy. I cleared my throat, wishing I didn’t sound so
much like a phone sex operator. I was mad at him, my voice should sound angry
not sexy. I let my eyes wander his body because I was the queen of mistakes.
How was it that even in a rumpled suit he looked so enticing? I conceded that
there was definitely something wrong with me. I was engaging in this ridiculous
sexual tension while we were hiding out in a safe house waiting on word for why
the hell we were shot at in the first place. My mind should’ve been on my
dickhead ex-boyfriend trying to figure out what his part in all this was but
instead I was itching to hump Mikey’s leg like a bitch in heat.
“It didn’t work
did it Princess?” He said looking down as my body betrayed me and arched slightly
to his craving his touch. He smiled coyly giving me what I needed wedging his
leg in between mine.
“What?” I croaked
closing my eyes because Naughty Nikki the phone sex operator was back. Yes, I now
named my alter ego.
“Staying away
from me, pretending this thing between you and I didn’t exist wishing that it
hadn’t just been a phone call that sent you over the edge, it didn’t work did
it?” His voice sounded so controlled making me resent him and fight the urge to
knee him in the balls. “In fact, I’d say it backfired right in your pretty little
face.” He nuzzled the side of my neck, pushing away my hair with his nose, his
lips grazing my skin ever so slightly. “Should I do it Nikki? Should I slip my
fingers under your skirt and see how much it didn’t work?”
His hands began to fumble with the hemline of
my skirt and I thought about stopping him but I didn’t want to. I wanted him to
touch me. I wanted him to fuck me up against this counter, but I’d settle for
his hand.
“Should I dip my
fingers into that pussy of yours? Tell me Princess are you wet?” He whispered,
taking my earlobe between his lips giving it a tantalizing suck. He shifted his
body slightly pressing his erection against my thigh. I involuntarily wrapped
my fingers around his wrist guiding his hand under my skirt.
“Are you going to
let me watch you come this time, or are you going to be a coward again?” He asked,
his words sounding like a dare.
Did he really just call me a coward?
His fingertips worked along my thigh inching closer and closer… almost
there.
What was I saying?
I was a second
away from taking his finger and sticking it inside my aching pussy myself, but
the front door of the cabin slammed open. Mikey’s hand dropped away from me and
he reached behind him for the gun that was tucked into the back of his pants. I
didn’t know if it was because of my current state or if I had simply lost my mind,
but watching Mike holding a gun was incredibly sexy. His muscles were all taut
as his arms extended pointing the gun at the intruder… my father.
Meet the Author
Janine Infante
Bosco lives in New York City, she has always loved reading and writing. When
she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for
writing took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full
screenplay with dreams of one day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild.
Janine writes
emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong willed
female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women they
love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like
herself.
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